Chaos appeared at the edge of the rose rows and aimlessly wandered through the rows of roses occasionally running his hand over one of the roses killing it or just turning the petals black, his wings stretched out behind him as he wandered the place where his wings touched the ground making the grass die where they touched he moved towards the large swinging seat off to the side which was covered with different colored roses before he took a seat, looking out over the roses pondering the events that had happened over the past few weeks, he couldn't believe that it had happened. 


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When Harper had decided to go for a walk through the rose gardens, she had not expected to come across Chaos. She had seen him since he brought her, her siblings and his own son back to camp. She had wanted to thank him and to thank him and to ask him a favour which she hoped he could help her with. She hated being stuck in a 9 year olds body. She picked one of the violet blooms she was standing next to and placed it carefully behind her ear after removing the thorns and eventually walked over to him. "Hey Chaos. I wanted to thank for your help. Me and my siblings had been stuck there for as long as we can all remember", she said. She kept some distance between. Despite the fact that he had helped her and her siblings she still had been through to much to trust someone so easily.

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"No problem at all." He tells her with a grin, he was glad that she was safe now, that they were all safe now. "Come take a seat, I don't bite I promise, I am glad that you all have a chance to live a semi-normal life. I only wish that I had known about you earlier I would have got you out before, I only found out that about you when my own son went missing and I'm almost glad that he was taken because I managed to save all of you which is good I'm glad that I could save you all."

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Harper watched him for a moment before walking over and taking a seat on the other side of the bench. "A semi-normal life? I was once 17. My sister was 16 and my brother 15. It was one of there tests to see if they could bring us back to a better age so they could continue. I am sorry that your son was caught but at the same time I can't help but feel greatful. It's not as though our parents cared where we were." She knew she was being harsh but she had been at the mercy of those scientist for about 10 years. She felt tears sting her eyes but she refused to let them fall. "I just want to be able to protect my siblings you know. I feel as though i have already failed them so much."

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"You haven't failed them, you were at the mercy of the crazy scientists the same as your siblings and are not the blame for what happened. There was nothing you could have done they were much more organised then you could have possibly fought against. I can bring you all back to your original age if you wanted to? It should be no problem for me to change you all back." He tells her in a tone that would be considered gentle if it came from anyone other than Chaos. He reached out carefully and took hold of her hand holding it to try and give her some comfort but he didn't know if he was helping or making it worse.

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**Re-Boot**

Lillian walked along beside the roses trailing her fingers over some frowning when they died when she touched them. She stood still for 10 minutes staring down at the bush of the flower she had caused to die the grass on the ground below her becoming first brown then black as they started rotting the longer she stood there. A few tears slipped from her eyes feeling horrible for killing the plant she moved along resisting the urge to touch any other flowers not wanting to kill them she found the bench shielded from the sun by roses and took a seat pulling out her iPod she changed the song.

Lillian pulled her legs up resting her chin on her knees staring at a rose bush ignoring how the plants around her started wasting away. She hated her powers even though she had had them her whole life she still didn't know how to deal with them. Sometimes she wondered if it had been good that they had found her and brought her back, she had to admit being around other gods and goddess' wasn't to bad because she couldn't really see their deaths because it was almost impossible to kill them and then not to mention that they didn't die of old age so she could stand being around them but being at camp was hard she avoided looking at anyone but she had slipped up a few times and see how some of the others at camp died and it was a bit horrifying the way some of them died.

Seth Parker
(I know that you could find it but it's easier this way) 

Seth was still getting himself lost through camp at times even though he had been there for at least a few weeks. He had no clue how he had got to the Rose gardens was about to leave and try and find the forge again, when he saw the trail of destruction through the gardens. His thoughts crossed to his sister and how difficult it was for her to find friends at the camp. At how much prejudice against the children of Thanatos and Mars and had a feeling that this person must be related in some way.

He started to move through the dead roses, following the trail of destruction until he came across the girl sitting on the bench. "Hey. Are you knew here?" He hadn't sen her before but that didn't mean that she was knew. He spent most of his time working in the forge. "I'm Seth Parker. I am a son of Hephaestus."

Lillian turned in his direction but looked up his body then over his head, not glancing at his face once before looking down at the floor again. "Je suppose , je suis nouveau , je suis ici que depuis 378 jours , 365 de ceux à l'infirmerie pour revenir à quelque chose de plus que la peau et les os. ((I suppose, I am new I've only been here 378 days, 365 of those in the infirmary getting back up to something more than skin and bones.))" She says, before remembering that he had spoken to her in English she then said fiddling with her iPod changing the music to Die Zauberflöte, K. 620: Overture turning it up slightly because she was still unsure of how to interact with people other than ghosts or voices in her head.

"I've been here a little over a year, my name is Lillian, Goddess of Death, Decay, Genocide and Ghosts or so they tell me." She eventually said softly, still looking at the floor she was tempted to look at the guy's face because he had a nice sounding voice but the thought of seeing when he was going to die made her dread doing so. She wiggled her toes wondering if he would simply walk away now that he had satisfied his curiosity about her.

Seth blinked at her when she spoke another language and almost though for a moment that that was the only one she spoke. He was starting to think that this was going to be extremely difficult when she spoke again. "Ahh a Goddess. First one of those that I have met", he replied with a grin. "I have been here for about a month. Give or take a bit", he replied. He wasn't sure if he should, with her powers and all, but he moved closer and motioned to the chair beside. "May I?", he asked, not wanting to take a seat with out her permission.

"Oui." Lillian said after a moment of thought, she could control her powers enough not to kill a human so she had no problem with him sitting but she still found it odd that these people wanted to talk to her she was used to being cursed as a demon before the awful time inside the room she called her coffin. "So little time où où vous avant de venire ici?" She said before realising that she slipped back into French like she often did. "Before you came to camp where were you?" She asked interested in him he was the first non-god to speak to her since she arrived most were scared of her powers and stayed away or she avoided them because she was worried she would hurt them.

Seth moved to take a seat and smiled at her when she slipped back into another language. "Is that French?" He asked, recognising the oui. He wasn't sure if he wanted to admit to his mistakes to someone he had just met but he also didn't want to lie to her. His eyes drifted to his hands as he started to speak. "Well it's a long story really. I lived with my mother and siblings until I was 11 and my mother died. My brother was angry at me as, well....it was my fault that she died. I was angry at something, I don't even remember what, and I lost control of my powers. My brother, my sister and I only just got out. I had a fight with my brother and wandered off. I would have returned to them the next morning but I ran into trouble and by the time I found where we had been, they where gone. So I have spent the last 9 years on my own, living in a junk yard. I used everything I could to make weapons and stole what little food I could. Somehow I survived long enough to hear about and make my way here." Sometimes it was only through the help or sacrifice of other demigods he had been trying to help.

"Oui." Lillian said again with a nod of her head, she listened to his story with a sad look on her face still looking at the floor. "Je suis tellement désolé pour vous la perte. I'm sorry that it happened to you and you lost your mother. My adopted mother was killed in front of me I told her that it was going to happen but she didn't believe me. Then I spent the next 2610 years buried in a asile de four uhh lunatic asylum in France until I was found and brought here a year ago." She finally tells him, not sure that she should share such things but she knew that he had been honest with her and she wanted to be honest with him.

Seth shrugged slightly at her comment on what had happened to him. "A lot of people here have it worse, and it sounds like you are one of those. I mean, after all, I did find my siblings again and it can't be easy for you to be here." He was making a assumption as he didn't know how many people she knew but he hadn't heard of her and this was the first time he had seen her around. "I am sorry about your step mother and that you where lost for so long. But I hope things are better now that you are here."

"Oui they are better." She tells him softly before being overcome with the urge to look at the boy not able to stop herself she looked over at him her eyes widening in shock as she realised that she didn't see how he died or when he was going to die and was so shocked she looked down at the floor again trying to wrap her mind around what that meant. She looked at him again trying to make sure that what she had seen was actually true and it was looking at him gave her no visions or date. She let out a soft sob hiding her head in her arms hoping that her behaviour didn't scare him off but she was over whelmed by the fact that she would be able to look at him without horrible visions.

Seth was confused at what happened when she started to cry and went to wrap a arm around her before thinking better of that. "I umm...didn't realise I looked so scary", he tried to joke. His gaze dropped to the ground for a moment before returning to her. "Is there something wrong?", he asked. He tried not to think about her being the goddess of death and what that could mean for him. Still it was hard for him to push away thoughts on what ways he could possibly die that would faze the goddess of death so much.