Hazel hasn’t thought she’s had any other siblings. Nico hadn’t mentioned any other living siblings either. She’d been happy with it, she was content being alive again and having Nico.

She didn’t know she had another older sibling, especially not one from the Victorian Era. She’d seen your portrait in the portrait hall of New Rome’s past praetors, but she’d had to assume you were long passed. The portrait’s plaque had even said you’d gone missing. Most of the camp tended to try to cover you and your former place as a predator up since you were a child of Pluto.

Back in the Victorian Era, you’d been sent on a quest and told to stay in the Lotus Casino by your father. You had recently been brought out of the casino, which you’ve been in for over a century… the Victorian Era, your era, ended in 1901. Being in the place so long wiped most of your memories, but you held onto one or two. You’d gotten a lot of strange looks due to your clothes, and you’d definitely had to adjust to the modern views and ideas of what was “appropriate”.

You had been trying to find a way back to Camp Jupiter, but busses were confusing, cars didn’t have horses anymore, and money value changed. What was this new world? You were more shocked than Hazel had been when Nico bright her back to life.

Eventually, you’d gotten to camp with the skills Lupa had taught you. You’d had to fight plenty of monsters to get there, and you’d gotten many weird looks from strangers.

You’s finally gotten to camp, running in and past the river that doubled as the camp’s magical burrier. The place had definitely changed over the years you were trapped in the lotus casino. Most thought you were a normal demigod, just a new camper… until they realized you had on a purple praetor’s cape, your wrist branded like them that showed how many years of service you’d given to the camp, and the fact you looked far too much like the praetor in your portrait who’d gone missing over a century ago.