Night POV:

We all sat in the common room of our secretive building. There were a few couches around a table, and we were all doing normal activities.

Twilight and Sunrise were sitting on the couch, their feet kicked up. Twilight's long, fiery red hair twisted up into a ballerina bun and Sunrise's wavy strawberry blonde hair was delicately reaching down to her shoulders. They both had blue eyes, but Sunrise had some green specks. They were rolling their eyes at whatever Sunset had just said to them. Twilight looks about 18, Sunrise 16 and Sunset 15.

Sunset was the newest edition. He was a little shorter than the rest of the boys, but he was just as talented. He has dirty blonde hair and blue eyes. He was constantly taunting Sunrise and Twilight, who would taunt him back.

Dusk and Midnight were basically sitting in each other's laps, kissing each other and talking to each other with googly eyes. Dusk's blonde hair was pulled back in a French braid, like always. Midnight's blonde hair was cropped short, and his hazel eyes which flecked with gold specks were staring deeply into his partner's blue/grey eyes. They both looked like 18 year olds.

Daybreak was reading a book in the corner, chewing on his lip. It was a nervous habit of his, so his book was probably intense. His chocolate brown hair looked like young Justin Bieber's hair, and his dark brown eyes shone with interest. He had the appearance of a 16 year old.

Then there was Dawn, who appeared to be around 9, making her the youngest. But don't let that fool her. She is one of the fiercest people there is. She had caramel colored skin, while the rest of us were merely tanned. She had big doe eyes that were hazel and almost impossible to say no to when she really begged. She had silky black hair that was loose and flying behind her as she ran around. She came over to me, and I nervously sat up a little straighter.

"Will you play tag with me?" she asked, smiling innocently. Dawn never liked to sit still, and she was always pulling me into her games. I was her favorite, but I don't know why.

"Not now, Dawn," I said, kindly. She crossed her arms.

"You never want to play with me, Night! You always want to do boy stuff," she pouted.

"Well, I am a boy. And what 'boy stuff'? I always play with you," I said, tilting my head and furring my eyebrows together.

"You just sit there and listen to music, or you play with the basketball," she said, frowning. I laughed, and picked her up and threw her over my shoulder. She was tall for her age, but I was still taller than her. Plus she weighed almost nothing, so it was easy to pick her up.

"Night! Let me down!" she laughed, smacking my back.

"I'll put you down if you bug Daybreak and not me for the rest of the day. I'll play with you later," I whispered in her ear. She nodded, holding in giggles.

She rolled off my shoulder, and landed silently in a crouching position. When she wanted, Dawn could move as silent as a ghost. She snuck up behind Daybreak, and shouted in his ear, "HI DB! WILL YOU PLAY WITH ME!?"

That would scare anyone, normally, but we weren't normal. Daybreak just sighed at his nickname given to him by Dawn, and put his book down to look at her.

Daybreak wasn't easy to scare, neither were any of us. It was part of our training. We could all move around like Dawn too, but since she was the smallest it was easier for her.

As they started arguing over playing, I snickered to myself.

"Why do you hate DB, Night?" Twilight said, as Sunset and Sunrise laughed.

"I don't hate any of you guys," I said, and then I raised my voice, "Except for Midnight and Dusk!"

"Hey!" they called in unison (by accident), making everyone roll their eyes.

"Just making sure you guys can still hear when you're sucking face," I called back sitting down on the couch with Twilight and Sunrise.

Right as I sat down, a bright flash occurred in a vacant corner. It only took a second for all of us to be in battle mode with our weapons of choice drawn and hoods covering our faces. I had a sword, as did everyone else besides Dawn and D.B. Dawn had knives and D.B had a bow. Everyone had their weapons focused at the flash of light, but we all relaxed and lowered our weapons when we saw who it was.

His form flickered a little bit, unable to decide how to appear. He was a tall, handsome man with black eyes that shimmered like space. He wore all black, and some would mistake him for the Greek god Hades, but we all knew. He was tanner, and radiated more power.

It was Chaos.

"You may take your hoods off, my warriors, for it is just me," he said, his voice oozing power and age.

We all took our hoods off, our faces being pulled out of the veil of shadow. We wear hoods because we don't want to be recognized. We don't know most of our past, besides a few small details, but that doesn't mean others don't know us.

So we hide our faces from the light with others.

"Lord Chaos," I said, bowing. The others followed my lead. I took a step forward, "What is the occasion?"

"I have been observing a place that all of you have been in your past lives," he said, and we all glanced at each other, nervously. We didn't know our pasts were intertwined.

"You are all aware of the existence of the Greek gods, yes?" he asked, and we all nodded. The first thing he had told all of us when we woke up was that we were taken to become warriors for Chaos, and the Greek gods were real.

"Well, they need your help. As the Warriors of Chaos you are the strongest, most powerful, and most skilled group of fighters in existence. The gods asked that you aid their children in a battle against the giants,"

"When do we leave?" I asked.

"Immediately," he said, he smiled at us, and looked over all of us, making eye contact.

"You are all my Warriors, and you will make me proud," he said. He backed up a step from each of us, and said our destination.

"You will be traveling to Long Island, NY. Camp Half Blood- training camp for the children of the gods,"