Hey people out there reading this! So this is my first story here. Feel free to comment and criticize! If you have something not-so-nice to say about my writing say it anyways! I dont care as long as its helpful! :) tell me who else's pov you wanna hear because i still dont know which other ones i'm gonna use! so yeah sorry if my grammar is kinda off i'm not the best at it. Anything else? Oh yeah! so this starts right after Percy and Annabeth fall into Tartarus, not after the last 2 Leo chapters of the Mark of Athena!

Disclaimer: i do not own the Heroes of Olympus or Percy Jackson. all rights go to Rick Riordan! (that is what you're supposed to say right?)

well here we go. enjoy!

Hazel

Hazel couldn't believe it. One of her best friends just fell into Tartarus with his girlfriend; that sort of thing was pretty hard to comprehend.

Percy was like Hazel's brother. They had gone through so much together with Frank. And Annabeth. She had some serious brains. Hazel still didn't quite know what to make of her yet. She seemed nice enough. Annabeth was Percy girlfriend and Hazel was happy to see them reunited. But she also had a feeling of… resentment? She and Percy had gotten to know each other so well over their quest and now Hazel felt empty without him by her side. She knew she was a terrible person for thinking that; when Percy went missing from Camp Half-Blood, Annabeth must have felt ten times lonelier than Hazel felt.

Hazel would never admit it, but she had developed feelings for Percy when they had found the Legion's eagle. Even though she was busy holding off Alcyoneus, she could still steal glimpses of Percy warding off the army of shades and was amazed. She knew he was powerful, but not that powerful. He had summoned a miniature hurricane to protect himself and then had drowned all of the ghosts. Not to mention he fell of the glacier and survived. But those feelings had vanished now that Hazel had Frank as her boyfriend. Besides, she was smart enough to know that Annabeth would strangle her if she learned about her feelings.

"Hazel." Frank's voice jolted her out of her thoughts. She had completely forgotten that she was still clinging to his arm.

"Yeah?" her voice cracked. Tear still streamed down her face. It was her fault they were gone. If she had only noticed them earlier… A lump rose in her throat. No I will not start crying again. Nico needs you. But her emotions took over her thoughts and a new wave of tears flooded out. Sobs racked her body.

"Hazel," Frank said, more urgently. "Come on, we have to go." Hazel looked up at his face. His eyes were puffy and red too, but at least he wasn't crying like her. She could tell he was keeping it together just for her. She looked over her shoulder towards the endless, dark pit that her friends had just fallen down.

"I hope they're okay," she croaked.

"I know," Frank whispered "Now, I think Nico needs a big sister to help him through this," He offered her a weak smile. She smiled back at him and gave him a small kiss on his cheek. Hazel turned and went to comfort her brother.

Nico wasn't her actual brother. Well, not by blood anyways. They were both children of Pluto, but they had different powers. Nico could summon the dead (which Hazel thought was totally cool even though Nico said it wasn't as awesome as she thought it was) and Hazel could find metal beneath the earth. She could sometimes even shape the metal and crush it at will, but that took a tremendous amount of effort and she avoided trying it too much.

Hazel kneeled beside her brother and took his hands. They were scratched and shaking uncontrollably and his hair was a rat's nest. His eyes were bloodshot and it looked like he was trying hard to keep them open. His face was deathly pale and beaded in sweat, like the effort of just kneeling there was a challenge. Well, he had just been stuck in a bronze vase for the past few days with no fresh air and nothing to eat but pomegranate seeds: pretty exhausting.

"Let's go Nico, everything will be fine. We won't be able to help if we keep standing here. Come on," Hazel said in her most reassuring voice, but she didn't even convince herself. How she wished she had Piper's charmspeak. Nico reluctantly climbed to his feet and brushed of the dirt on his knees with the palms of his hands. He sniffed then looked up at Hazel with wide, frightened eyes. "Okay," he said. His voice was nothing more than a hoarse whisper. Nico squeezed his sister's hand.

Hazel stepped forward and a wave of dizziness overcame her. She stopped to steady herself, but when she looked down... She wasn't in the collapsed cavern anymore.

Beneath Hazel's feet was a polished bronze floor. Columns of shining black marble lined the walls. Even though she had never been there before, Hazel somehow knew that it was her father's throne room. "What in-" she began, but instantly shut her mouth when she saw two skeleton guards pass by. Fortunately, they continued on without noticing her.

What in Hades is going on? Hazel thought. She started to panic, her knees wobbled. Is this another blackout? Just the idea that it could be another wretched blackout made Hazel feel sick. No, it can't be. She forced herself to calm down and take a deep breath. She recollected her thoughts. All of a sudden, a voice echoed in her head. It was the last voice she wanted to hear.

Ah, little Hazel, Gaea said. Hazel froze and stifled her instinct to run. In front of her, the polished tiles started to move and form the face of a sleeping woman. The sleeping face wouldn't seem much like a threat, but Hazel knew better. This woman- this monster- had killed Hazel's mother and Hazel. Gaea had forced Hazel to summon precious jewels from the earth so her son, the Giant Porphyrion, could rise and destroy the world. Hazel had sacrificed her life to stop the giant, but she had only postponed Porphyrion. Now she was alive again and she was determined to bring him to an end once and for all.

Do not worry about your friends they will not die yet. I am keeping them... Safe. Gaea's lips curved into a smile. You cannot win Daughter of Pluto. Farewell, for now, her face melted back into the shining bronze floor.

Hazel screamed. All of her built up frustration and confusion and anger at Gaea and their whole quest came pouring out of her. Hazel instantly realized her mistake, but she didn't care, she was too tired to care. So what if they found her? They couldn't do anything, she was having a dream. The skeletal soldiers that passed her earlier came running. They seemed confused, like they couldn't believe that anyone could breach their security and get into Hades's palace. Just as their empty eye sockets rested on Hazel, the scene began to dissolve until she was back at the cavern. No time seemed to have passed. Hazel was still holding Nico's hand. "You okay sis? You froze for a second," Nico said.

"What? Oh, yeah I'm fine, just... thinking," Hazel lied and started to march toward Frank. Nico looked at her skeptically, but he nodded his head. Hazel towed Nico behind her.

Frank turned to them. "I hope Leo sends down a ladder, I don't want to fly you all up there," he scowled. Right on cue, a ladder tumbled down from above, nearly hitting Frank. He grumbled a few impolite words about how Leo needed to start looking where he threw things before he knocked someone unconscious. He grabbed the ladder and hoisted himself up onto the first rung. Nico followed him. Hazel swept the cavern to see if anyone else was still there. Her eyes settled on the dark abyss that had just swallowed two of her friends. "Good luck guys, see you on the other side," she whispered and climbed the ladder to what lay ahead.

BOOM! First chapter done! Don't forget to say whose pov you wanna hear! :) I'll have a new chapter up soon!

~HuntressOfTheNight888