Skyscraper Demi Lovato Cover By Boyce Avenue Ft. Megan Nicole.

~3rd Person's POV~

The next morning, the camp was still mourning. It seemed everything was mourning.

Michaela, though, was taking it the hardest.

The Primordials came and went, keeping an eye on Michaela, and Tartarus stayed most of the time, by her side.

After a week, things were looking up for most of the camp and world. It was still tough, but even the Element Wolves managed.

Michaela's state of mind, was unknown even to Tartarus, no one knew.

It came out, though, two weeks after the funeral.

Breakfast at camp, most half awake, some actually asleep, until Michaela came in the pavilion.

Those who were half awake, their sleep drained away in shock, and those asleep nudged painfully awake, only now everyone was shocked.

There, in the entrance way was Michaela looking like she was prepared to leave, and looking better then she had since before Amelia turned eighteen. She looked youthful, spirited, calm, and ready for any challenge.

"Aunt Michaela?" Amelia asked in shock. She has never seen her aunt like this.

But, those who met Michaela after the war with Gaea, knew this was teenage Michaela.

"Hey Am." She responded cheerfully.

"Where are you going?" Nico asked, stepping into the conversation.

"I am here to do something, I've had to do. Two weeks late." She responded still a little cheerful.

"And, what would that be?" Piper asked, a little cautious as to want was happening.

Michaela smiled. "Nico, you are the Successor of Percy, Perseus, Jackson, you are the Primordial of Shadows, Death, and Assassins." A light overtook Nico, before it faded, leaving the same Nico.

Michaela turned to Annabeth. "Annabeth, you are the Successor of Michaela Jackson, it's a complicated thing, don't question it." She replied to the questionable stares at the last name.

"You are now the Primordial of Purity, Life, and Emotions. Good luck!"

And, Michaela turned, and left. Never to be seen again.

The End.