Percy was on the ground faster than he could even blink. However before he could respond to the surprise attack. Percy felt his body being thrown through the air; and only when he smelt the familiar scent of charred shirt did he know who had attacked him. Percy immediately shot up and stared down at his shirt.

"Oh come on Thalia! Again!" Percy shouted, annoyance clear in his voice. He looked up and saw that Thalia was glaring at him. He saw the lightning crackling on her skin and Percy out of his peripheral Liekos and Skia creeping up on her. As subtle as he could, he tapped his finger against his leg to get them to stop. He didn't need Thalia getting even more angry by getting tackled by two large wolves.

Luckily the two got the message and stopped. However Percy knew that if need be they would rush out, which he was glad for. Though he hoped that it wouldn't get to that. Percy turned to look at Bianca and Nico hugging tearfully near the fire. He also saw Michael being hugged by the Apollo Cabin, which caused Percy's heart to alight with happiness. He was so glad that his team was so happy. Percy turned his gaze to Artemis who had Zoë in her arms and once again Percy felt happiness alight in his heart.

Percy turned his attention back to Thalia when he noticed that she had moved. He watched warily as she moved towards him, though she soon stopped when Liekos and Skia made themselves known. He felt their furry sides brushing his legs as they stood beside him. Percy looked into Thalia's electric blue eyes filled with anger before with one final look she left the amphitheatre. Percy felt sadness fill his heart at Thalia leaving, however he knew why she was mad. He had known that Bianca, Michael and Zoë were alive this entire time. He felt horrible for not telling her. Knowing that she always felt guilty for not saving Bianca and Zoë.

Percy glanced back to where Luke was supposed to be to see that he was gone, and for a moment Percy felt concern fill his heart. Though then he remembered that Pharos was with him and that the Phoenix would keep him safe. Although Percy knew that Luke could also take care of himself. Knowing that Pharos was with him made Percy content.

Percy glanced towards all the campers and deities with a smile. He clapped his hands together causing them all to look towards him. "Now it's time we talk about Uazeilon and the Xisuvian."

He noticed that Zoë smirked slightly at him and Percy knew that this was going to be a long conversation.

They all sat in the Rec Room around the ping pong table in the Big House. Percy looked at each face one by one and saw that they all had same sense of dread. Which caused Percy's heart to clench painfully. Why couldn't they ever have peace? Why must war and destruction always follow them? Though Percy knew that what they were about to talk about was a necessity. They all had to know what they were facing. Percy turned his gaze to Zoë and nodded towards her.

"We have all gathered here today, to discuss the impending battle with Uazeilon and the Primordial's. Though you may know one, you don't know that other completely. I have filled you in on what I know, however Zoë is much more knowledgeable on the Xisuvian. So I will let her speak, please listen because what you are about to learn. May just save your life."

Percy stepped back and Zoë stepped forward. "Now Percy has filled me in on what he has told you. I will be going a bit more in depth with my explanation, so be ready to listen. Xisuvian tend to have an unsettling air about them, and most people are uncomfortable to be around them, whether they were aware of the Xisuvian unsavory ancestry or not. While some looked like normal humans, most retained physical characteristics derived from their ancestors, with the most common such features being horns, prehensile tails, and pointed teeth. Some Xisuvian also have eyes that are solid orbs of black, red, white, silver, or gold, while others have eyes more similar to those of humans. Other, more unusual characteristics included a sulfurous odor, cloven feet, or a general aura of discomfort they left on others. However just because Xisuvian's give off an air of discomfort. That does not mean that they are hostile creatures. In fact they try their very best to make people see passed their ancestors. Now, Percy has told me that he has explained to you about their powers or Etablierte Mächte as the Xisuvian like to call them. Any questions so far?"

Immediately hands were raised and Percy watched in amusement as the twins stood up. "Yes, do all Xisuvian look alike or are there different species?"

Zoë smiled slightly before she answered. "The physical appearance of a Xisuvian often depends on the exact ancestry that spawned it, a bloodline that might have remained dormant for generations. Cursed or demonic Xisuvian could, besides the common horns and tails, possess a forked tongue, leathery or scaly skin, the smell of brimstone, or unusually warm flesh. Some accounts even held these Xisuvian to cast neither shadows nor reflections. Some cursed Xisuvian also sported goat-like legs or hooves, much like Grover. Xisuvian descended from Vonone might have furred skin or feline eyes. However most Xisuvian have only one or two of these features. Some Xisuvian are not descended from mere fiends at all, but from powerful gods. These Xisuvian often have their own physical characteristics that set them apart. Xisuvian sired by Atar, for instance, often have antlers instead of horns and pale, white hair. Those sired by Hultarr, on the other hand, were known for their tendency to cast no reflection. In Azmar, which is the Xisuvian's homeland, the most common Xisuvian were often those spawned from a union with Agmir or Umsyn."

Zoë didn't even have to ask if there were any questions, because immediately Dennis asked a question. "What about their abilities? Percy said that they are born with magical gifts, but do they have any more?"

"Yes, they do. Xisuvian have a number of abilities gifted to them by their heritage. By and large, Xisuvian are alluring and intelligent creatures, with a seductive aura in spite of their obviously evil ancestry. To a large degree, Xisuvian's are more capable of guile than a great number of races, but these are not their dominant qualities. Xisuvian also have an innate resistance to heat and have a hint of bloodlust that give them a slight edge in combat. Which can also make them a ruthless opponent when it comes down to a fight. Though Percy knows more personally than I do on how to fight a Xisuvian."

Percy immediately felt all the attention in the room shift to him. With a small grin, Percy shook his head. "You will learn how to fight one tomorrow. When I can watch sparring matches to see what needs to be fixed."

He noticed that all of the occupants in the room, bar his team seemed confused by this. However they all nodded in understanding anyways, which Percy was grateful for. He didn't think he could handle getting pressured into doing something right now. Not when he had so much already on his mind.

Percy faintly heard someone else in the room ask a question. "What are the Xisuvian's like?"

"I should probably tell you this now in order to not confuse you in the future. Xisuvian live on a planet known as Azmar. Though they are not the only race to inhabit Azmar. There is an assortment of creatures, for instance, the race known to us as Orcs live in the dense forests of Azmar. While a form of the dwarven species lives in the mountains and beneath the ground. Now keeping this in mind most Xisuvian are aware from an early age that they are different from others around them, and are given to strange urges and desires because of their unusual ancestry. Few Xisuvian are raised with the love a normal human child might expect to receive and this shaped most of the race into bitter individuals who expected eventual rejection from all whom they meet. While some would follow this path towards evil, others rejected it wholeheartedly and sought to make a good impact on the world around them, sometimes becoming the most heroic characters of all. Few could maintain this discipline however, and most Xisuvian fell somewhere between both extremes. Because Xisuvian's were generally distrusted throughout the world, owing to their fiendish heritage, many were themselves untrusting and self-reliant. Xisuvian were also proud and secretive by nature and possessed a dark demeanor. Most surmise being from their ancestors. Unfortunately, this only helped to further the reputation Xisuvian's have for being social outcasts and untrustworthy scoundrels. However, members of other races would find that once they demonstrated friendship and trust towards a Xisuvian, it would quickly be reciprocated in full. Once that bond was forged, it was rarely broken. For once you make an impacting bond on a Xisuvian they rarely want to break it and vice versa."

"Do all Xisuvian want to try and become more than their heritage?" Athena asked her eyes quizzical and Zoë dipped her head as a sign of deep respect.

"A very question my lady, I wish I had a happy answer for you. However sadly I do not. Like other races that were the result of the breeding of two or more others, Xisuvian's have no true culture they could call their own. However, there were many archetypal features of Xisuvian's that are not necessarily innate. This include their attitude regarding their heritage, and while some Xisuvian's embraced it, others were repulsed by it, forging the two most common stereotypes of Xisuvian's. Which they refer to as Taevane and Dämonisch, which roughly translates to Heavenly and Demonic in our tongue. The Xisuvian's, who are proud of their fiendish past, are often fascinated by the dark and sinister events that touched the world, but are not necessarily evil or inclined to perpetuate them. Some Xisuvian's of this type chose to use their knowledge of evil and their own fiendish abilities to thwart these dark plots and schemes. Others sought to learn more and to emulate these evil deeds. While other Xisuvian's are ashamed or even frightened of their heritage and wish only to escape the shadow that lurked over them as a result. Some did this through constantly doing good, as though to make up for the evil that followed them. Though others instead hid and tried to go unnoticed as they passed through the world, preferring to be ignored and forgotten than noticed and made a target because of their past. Regardless of their motivations, Xisuvian's often distrusted one another, sometimes even casting the same preconceptions on one another that others did on them. In spite of this, many secretly desired to have another Xisuvian nearby, if only to experience some small kind of kinship. Some of these Xisuvian's gathered as partners-in-crime, while others were sought out by good Xisuvian's who hoped to redeem others of their race. So what one should redeem from this is that although some Xisuvian are evil others are only innocents burdened by that of what their ancestors did. Though even through all the distrust, they have been able to make a living scattered throughout Azmar. Where they can put their abilities to good use and hopefully someday soon they'll be able to live happily."

Percy watched as they all seemed to digest this new information and Percy was glad that Zoë was here to explain it all. He knew that she had been studying Xisuvian and their history ever since Uazeilon first appeared. A fact that Percy could never be more thankful for. Percy noticed that his father had a frown on his face and with an inquisitive look Poseidon voiced his question.

"Compared to other Xisuvian's, where does Uazeilon reside?" Percy saw that Zoë looked towards him and he knew immediately that only he could answer this question.

With a sigh Percy began to speak. "Uazeilon is like our version of the devil. He, for all I can tell, does not feel nor has any compassion. The only time he wants help is to take control of something. He does not care how many lives our lost in the process. Until what he wants is accomplished nothing will stop him. Even if he has to destroy half a world to do so. So compared to other Xisuvian, Uazeilon is a monster that even his ancestors would tremble before. I again hope that none of you will have to face him. It's an encounter that will change you for the rest of your days."

Percy didn't mean to scare them, though he knew that's what he did when he felt the mood in the room shift completely. He was about to say something when Zoë nudged him and he turned his gaze towards her. With a slight nod of her head she walked out of the room and Percy followed. The minute he stepped out, he heard arguing break forth like a tidal wave. He tuned his attention back onto Zoë when she began to speak.

"Percy you will need to begin their training immediately. I do not want to see what will happen if you don't and Uazeilon launched a surprise attack," she said an anxious air surrounding her; and Percy had to agree. It would not be pretty to see what would transpire if Uazeilon decided to suddenly attack.

"Yes, I agree with you. We will begin tomorrow and I will see their form when they are sparring to see if anything to needs to be fixed. Then I will begin with their training," Percy said with a small smile and Zoë nodded. He saw the relief in her eyes and he was glad that they were thinking along the same page.

"Good the sooner the better," Zoë said and soon there after they fell into a comfortable silence. Then like a bolt of lightning a question flashed across Percy's mind.

"Where's Luke?"

Zoë turned towards him and raised an eyebrow. "He said that he was going out in the woods to find a campsite for us. He also thought it be best that he didn't show himself right now. He didn't want people to get overwhelmed."

Percy nodded in understanding although it hurt his heart knowing his best friend was hurting. Luke didn't deserve it and Percy hoped that everyone would welcome him back with open arms. Percy turned his gaze to look out the window and felt a sigh escape his lips. He didn't know what tomorrow would bring, but he was ready.

Even if it meant that it was one more day closer to when he would see Uazeilon again.

A/N: I hope you all like the new chapter. I'm sorry about taking so long in updating but in a few months I'm getting married. So it's been a bit of a hassle in planning. Though I hope I did okay in this chapter. If you have any questions feel free to PM me.

Vonone- Goddess of the Wild

Atar- God of Animals

Hultarr- God of Shadows

Agmir- God of Love

Umsyn- Goddess of Fortune

I hope you all enjoyed this chapter and I will try to update as soon as I can.

Sorry for all the misspelled/missing words.

-ShakespearePoet101