|What if... just what if... she'd never become a hunter and died?|

Bianca and Nico were sitting outside the boarding school that they'd been rescued from. The wind was whipping their hair, and it was rather chilly today. Percy and the others were getting ready to go back to camp. Bianca shivered in the cold, as her brother Nico, took no notice and continued playing with his Mythomagic cards.

"So... you're telling me, that the gods are real?"

Bianca asked, looking up at you with curiosity in her dark eyes.