Chapter 1

Percy

He was sitting cross-legged on the edge of the lake at Camp Half-Blood pondering on the Giant war that had just come to an end. As he was thinking about Nico's death, Chiron came up to him.

"Percy" said Chiron,"I am very sorry to say that you have yet another quest on your hands."

"Are you kidding me!" said Percy,"I just fought the Giants for Tartarus' sake."

"The gods are not happy with a certain man Percy, and that man is the son of Kronos."

"What!? Kronos!? Son!?"

'How could someone be more powerful than Kronos' thought Percy. He had no idea how much more dangerous this man could be. If someone was more powerful than Kronos than there was a guarantee that it would be bad.

"Yes Percy. But someone far different and more powerful."

"Who?"

"He calls himself, 'The Doctor'. He has a blue box called the TARDIS. It is a time machine and we need you to help him get it back."

"He lost it!? A flipping time machine and he lost it!? What in the River Styx is wrong with him?"

Thunder rolled loudly overhead. Percy knew he shouldn't say that so lightly. He could seriously hurt or end up killing himself or someone else if he kept up that kind of behavior.

"Yes Percy he did,"confirmed Chiron,"He also said that if you helped him get it back, he will take you anywhere and help you with one thing. A round trip in the TARDIS."

Percy immediately thought about bringing Nico back. Was that possible or was it just wishful thinking? He knew they all wanted Nico back, but how would anyone explain how that happened if his past self saw is future self doing so? He pushed these thoughts from his mind and focused it back on the quest at hand.

"Percy" said Chiron,"the gods wish for you to do this now. You know the rules, you may take two companions, but this time, pardon the pun, you may only take one. Who will it be?"

Percy thought hard on this. The decision should have been obvious. Annabeth. But he didn't want her in harms way. This was dangerous, so he decided that it would not be her. He needed someone he trusted. he needed someone who could adjust to bad situation. Percy knew who to bring.

"Have you decided yet?" asked Chiron.

"I'll take Leo, Chiron."

"Are you sure?"

"Positively." He lied.

Chiron took Percy over to the Forges where Leo was working on finding new parts for Argo II. Leo was a hyperactive kid with extreme ADHD for even a Half-Blood. He couldn't stop doing something for even a moment if it was making things out of pipe-cleaners and rubber-bands to fixing up his flying half-dragon-half-ship with every kind of weapon there was. And a game room.

"Hey Percy what's up,"called Leo.

"Nothin'"called Percy,"just another annoying quest."

"Chiron are you in on this?"asked Leo.

"More or less,"said Chiron trying to avoid the subject as much as possible,"OK yes, I guess I am."

"What's the quest then?"

"Time-Lord/Son of Hermes has a Time Machine, lost it, he needs us to get it back, in return he helps us with something."explained Percy,"Meaning that within theory,"Percy now choosing his words carefully,"in theory, we could...possibly...bring Nico back."

"Percy,"Chiron comments,"are you sure that you want to go through with bringing Nico back?"

"Why not Chiron,"Leo asked,"it would be great and we could save him. Right?"

"I guess so, Leo, but remember, until you get back here, your quest will not be over, and if you do try to save Nico, you will be in grave danger."Chiron warned,"Do you understand this?"

"Yea Chiron of course,"said Percy.

Percy went over to the centaur who had guided him through so much loss and fighting. He could almost see what those two-thousand year old eyes had seen. So much victory, and yet so much more sadness and loss.

"How dangerous,"asked Percy.

"Extremely,"replied Chiron.

"Finally something fun,"Leo said enthusiastically,"let me go get my magic tool belt, and I'll meet up with you at the Big House. See yah Percy."

"Chiron,"says Percy,"may I go say bye to Annabeth?"

"Of course."

Percy ran off to find Annabeth. He wondered what she would say when he told her? He tried not to think about her too much. 'If only my life was easier' he thought.