This is really late, I'm so sorry. I kind of forgot about this update whilst I was buried under school work.

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Frozen Soul

"Quiet down everyone, ah Miss Chase and Mr Jackson, I'm glad you're here," Chiron greeted, his shoulders falling down and his eyes softening as he looked at them. Percy grinned at him and swiped a stray piece of snow off his shoulder.

"Sorry we're late, Chiron but dear Percy here was off with the fairies," Annabeth told the Centaur a fond smile on her lips. Percy pointed to himself and mouthed 'me?' at her, Annabeth rolled her eyes.

"Never mind, you're here now and that's all that matters" Chiron huffed. Percy took that as his cue to take a seat around the table-tennis table; Annabeth sat opposite him and took a piece of pizza. Percy was starving and the pizza smelt better than ever but the lingering memories of his meetings with the toilets made him hesitate.

"Help yourself to the food," Chiron offered staring at Percy. There was no trace of a smile on his face and the set of his mouth was grim. Percy took a slice of the pepperoni pizza and leant back in his plastic chair – Chiron seriously needed to upgrade their meeting room. The cute things about it were becoming tedious… as was Chiron's stare but Percy didn't tell the Centaur that.

"I'm sure you're aware by now why you've been called here?" Chiron began, somehow managing to look at no one yet everyone in the same moment. "This…. Change in weather is most peculiar and I fear that someone with ill intentions sent it here," he said solemnly.

"Uh oh the war of the Snow Men has come," Percy muttered, next to him Jason huffed and pinched his elbow, Percy suspected it was a subtle him to be quiet but hints weren't exactly his strong suit nor was silence.

"What was that you said Perseus?" Chiron asked innocently, Percy took a bite of his pizza. "That's what I thought; anyway I think we should prepare for what might come,"

"What do you mean 'what might come'?" Leo asked "what's coming? I mean snow isn't that bad unless… oh man, it might be Khione, she's coming for me!" Leo placed his hand on his forehead and swooned dramatically.

"Why would she come for you?" Will Solace asked, cocking his head to the side in a very Nico way. Percy tried not to think about it.

Percy flicked his hair and grinned at Will, "Because he's worth it." Leo nodded vigorously, betting his own brown locks.

"You two are horrible," Jason informed them gravely.

"I'm offended" Percy replied, making a show of scrunching his face up and widening his eyes in mock hurt. Jason pinched him on the arm again. Percy kicked him in response.

"Ouch! Jackson!" The son of Jupiter hissed, bending over to clutch his leg.

"I didn't kick you that hard, princess" Percy muttered, taking another bite of his now slightly cold pizza chewing it slowly as he silently tried to coax it into warming up again. That would be a cool power, just imagine being the child of the God/Goddess of Pizza that would be so cool.

"Oi Prissy pay attention," Clarisse snapped, slamming her hands down on the table as she glared at him.

"Opps sorry, I was thinking about pizza powers" Percy apologised solemnly, the room fell silent. It was awkward, very awkward.

"I'm not even going to ask. Clarisse, please continue," Chiron signed waving a hand at Clarisse. The daughter of Ares sent Percy another suspicious look. Percy waved at her with his pizza as a response, grinning like a mad man.

"We should increase the patrols of the perimeter and spend more time training the younger and less experienced campers," She suggested.

"Good idea. Should we contact the Romans and the Hunters?" Jason asked eyes wistful as he thought about his Roman brothers and sisters. Percy could relate; he missed the people he'd met at Camp Jupiter.

"The Romans we should definitely contact as we might not be the only people targeted. But leave the hunters for now." Chiron informed them. Percy frowned.

"Why are you all assuming that we're going to get attacked? We've been attacked by people with ice powers before and they've done much worse than just make it snow, this might be natural." Percy asked. Annabeth glanced at him with a strange expression on her face, one that Percy couldn't place.

"It doesn't snow here Percy," Jason told him, speaking slowly as if he was a child. Percy clicked his tongue in annoyance.

"I know that Grace, but things are hardly normal here at the moment. Who know what the Gods are up to," He elaborated. His friends' faces fell and Chiron pinched his nose. Percy mentally prepared himself for whatever it was they were going to tell him by finishing his ice cold pizza.

"What do you mean Percy?" Lou Ellen asked him, leaning forward in her seat. Across the table, Annabeth shook her head at him.

"He just means that the war has left everyone a bit on edge, the gods included," Piper said smoothly. Percy blinked at her then panned his gaze across to Lou Ellen, then back again. His mind clicked and a cynical laugh left his lips.

"You haven't told them have you?" He smirked. He wasn't sure why he cared so much, he could see why they didn't tell anyone what had occurred on Olympus but the realisation still forced a veil of anger over his mind.

"Told us what?" Conner Stoll asked looking at his brother suspiciously. Percy opened his mouth to explain but before he got the chance Chiron had wheeled his wheelchair over to him and grabbed his shoulder in a grip that made him hiss silently.

"Percy, a minute please," Chiron asked practically dragging Percy out of his chair. He grabbed another piece of pizza as he left the room.

"Percy, I think you and I need to talk," The centaur began as he shoved Percy into a chair on the porch of the big house. Somehow, the view of the new winter wonderland made Percy relax and so he stared at him mentor with an unimpressed look.

"Whatever about?" He asked innocently.

"Not now, Jackson please," Chiron pleaded, Percy grinned at him causing Chiron to sigh dramatically.

"Look, you've been out for a while and the events that have happened these past few days have forced us to make hard choices for the good of everyone,"

"So…. Lying to everyone is helpful?" Percy drawled his eyebrows narrowed in confusion.

"In these circumstances, yes it is," Chiron sighed. Percy stared at him in amazement.

"Wow. I'm pretty sure a psychopath said the same thing once," Percy muttered staring into the distance as he tried to remember who had said it.

"This is not a joking matter Perseus," Percy knew he was in trouble again because nobody was called him Perseus ever.

"I'm not joking. I definitely heard that somewhere… maybe it was Hera," Percy explained staring at the sky suspiciously, he was immediately aware of the swirling grey clouds above them.

"Gods help me," Chiron huffed. Percy recoiled away from the irritated Centaur.

"I wouldn't ask them for help; they are really annoying," He advised and Chiron stared at his forehead as if he was trying to see straight through his skull into his brain.

"Why are you so calm about all this?" Chiron wondered resting his head in his hands as he stared at his student.

"I think it's called insanity but I'm not sure," Percy shrugged smiling at his mentor with wide eyes hoping that the man would catch on.

"You're not insane Percy," Chiron soothed placing a warm, comforting hand on Percy's knee but Percy didn't feel reassured.

"I don't want to be. I didn't realise I was until…" He trailed off catching himself before he said something stupid or stupider than he had already.

"Until what?" Chiron enquired and suddenly Percy was in an interrogation room.

"It doesn't matter, besides I really don't think you dragged me out of that room to talk about this so please move on," Percy waved vaguely in the air, Chiron's forehead crinkled but he gladly opened his mouth to explain.

"Chiron! We need your help!" A young Hermes camper cried running across the snow his face red from the cold.

"What's going on?" He asked getting out of the wheelchair and changing into his horse form, the young camper's eyes widened in wonder.

"This way!" He cried pivoting on his heel and sprinting away, Percy followed him the snow crunching under his feet. He supposed that if one good thing came out of the strange weather it was that monsters would have a hard time sneaking up on them.

They ran a little while longer before they rounded a corner and entered the amphitheatre. 'Are we going to watch a performance?' Percy wondered. He allowed his gaze to scan the group of campers huddled in the centre of the room before he found himself moving towards them and elbowing his way to the front as gently as he could.

"Gods help us all," Chiron gasped before ordering all the campers to leave and go back to their cabins. Percy stood in a confused daze as he stared at what was in front of them.

It was beautiful, a fusion of every colour and almost orb shaped except that it kept stretching in other directions as if trying to break free. It moved to hover in Percy's eye line and so he took a safe step back.

"It's been a long time since I've seen one of those," Chiron whispered grabbing Percy's shoulder and pulling him away. In his mind, he wondered why everyone was manhandling him but he didn't dwell on the thought.

"What is it?" He asked not taking his eyes off it. Chiron didn't answer straight away but he did pull Percy behind him despite his protests that he wasn't scared of a disco ball.

"I don't know, but last time I saw one…" Chiron trailed off.

"That was a bit ominous," Percy noted letting his gaze shift away from the ball to stare at Chiron with one eyebrow raised.

"It was supposed to be," Chiron replied not looking at him.

"Good, for a moment I was worried you were being cliché and vague like you have been a hundred times before," Percy huffed moving around the Centaur in an attempt to get a better look at whatever the heck was hovering in front of them but Chiron stepped in his path.

"I don't know what it is but I do know it's bad. Don't touch it. Don't go near it. Don't even think about it," He instructed, Percy stared at him.

"Chiron you've been training children for how long now? And you still haven't figured out that to demigods 'don't' just means 'don't get caught whilst…'" Percy said amazed.

"I have figured that out I just hoped that you were mature enough to listen to me for once," Chiron snapped.

"Well you were horrifically wrong," Percy sighed sending Chiron a pitiful look. "I wonder what would happen if you lick it,"

"Go back to your cabin Perseus," Chiron instructed ageing ten years in a manner of seconds; at least Percy assumed that was what happened going off on the wrinkles on Chiron's forehead.

"Will do," Percy nodded turning around and obediently turning around and leaving, he was getting too old for the faff that was the life of a Demigod.

"Come back here Perseus," Chiron sighed and Percy grinned.

"Will do," he repeated and walked back towards the Centaur who looked at him with a mix of fondness and annoyance. The later was a lot more prominent than the former.

"Get closer to it," Chiron mumbled his voice wispy and far away. Percy didn't move closer he put a hand on Chiron's arm and shook him slightly, concerned.

"Chiron? Are you ok?" He asked gently. Chiron snapped out of his daze and grabbed Percy and ran out of the amphitheatre.

"Percy, did you touch it?" Chiron demanded once he'd stopped running his eyes wide.

"What? No of course not: I never do what you tell me anyway," Percy smiled. Chiron sighed in relief and released Percy's arm. For safety purposes, Percy put his hands in his pockets.

"We need to close the theatre off and tell the gods about this," Chiron told him galloping off to who knows where. Percy was left standing as more snow began falling around him. A cold wind blew past and Percy swayed dangerously from its strength, was that normal?

Another wind blew past much stronger than the last and Percy was ripped off his feet and slammed into the dirt. He gave a cry of surprise before he was being dragged back to the amphitheatre, back to that thing.

"Percy!" A voice cried and something grabbed his round the waist and hauled him back to safety. Percy didn't look at his saviour he merely laughed hysterically and buried his head in his knees because he was just attacked by the wind and that was funny right? He wasn't insane, that just happened.

"Oh hell, are you ok?" The voice asked and Percy shook his head he laughed violently and got to his feet ignoring the questions being fired at him by the person who saved him from the wind, he should say thank you, after all, his mum didn't teach him manners for nothing.

He threw a 'thanks' over his shoulder as he walked back to cabin three, laughing the entire way. Once he made it back to his cabin of isolation he crawled under the bed and hid like the brave Hero of Olympus he was.

Knock Knock

"Perce?" The door opened and Leo strolled in like he owned the place. Percy held his breath. 'You can't see me' he mental told Leo, who apparently wasn't telepathic as his gaze panned around the room and down to the floor and… "Are you hiding?"

"Uhh no," Percy told him curling up smaller in an attempt to vanish.

"It looks like you are," Leo pointed out face going red as he tried not to laugh.

"Looks can be deceiving," Percy shot back, retreating further under the bed as Leo took a step closer.

"True. What are you doing?" Leo asked as Percy mentally stabbed himself for not locking the door.

"I'm…. Getting acquainted with the bottom of this bed… it's nice to talk to." He told Leo seriously as the son of Hephaestus s grin grew.

"Have you ever heard the phrase 'stop while you're ahead'?" Leo wondered sitting down to get a better look at the 'fearless' demigod.

"No, I haven't," Percy replied getting comfortable in his hiding place, tracing patterns on the bad.

"I can tell," Leo snickered finally giving into the laughed that plagued him; Percy didn't join in as his face burned in embarrassment.

"I wish I had a camera!" Leo gasped out as Percy's eyes widened in horror.

"Do that and I'll cut your hands off," he threatened with no heat but Leo gulped and shuffled away.

"Do that and I'll cut your head off," Leo countered.

"With no hands?" Percy frowned, Leo's eyes narrowed.

"With my awesomeness," Leo declared slicking his hair back and pouting like a teenage girl.

"Oh you poor child," Percy cooed and Leo slapped him on the arm, his poor arm.

"Shut up Jackson," Leo huffed. Percy shut up. "Ok, this is getting awkward." Still, Percy didn't say anything, "Really awkward" the awkwardness continued, "This is unbearable you can talk again," Leo threw his hands in the air dramatically.

"That was torture, I can't imagine being unable to speak," Percy sighed rolling over onto his side and curling up into a ball with a content sigh, suddenly very tired.

"You ok Percy?" Leo asked cautiously, his voice unnaturally serious for his usual excitable demeanour.

"I don't know Leo," Percy replied as he fell into Morpheus' arms.

He hated Demigod dreams.

Scratch that, he hated dreams that involved anything creepy and supernatural which contained the key to everything. So, of course, he forgot everything the second he woke up.

He shot up, whacking himself in the face because that's just how Percy Jackson does things. Then he lay back down gasping for breath and his heart hammering in his chest as memories trickled from his grasp like stray pieces of sand. Normally he would've had the brains to try to latch onto any of the remaining memories but he was probably concussed so he was past doing the normal and logical thing.

"What the actually Hades?" He asked himself rubbing his forehead as he rolled out from his hiding place, distantly he noticed the blanket that had been draped over him and felt a wave of embarrassment and gratitude but then his head gave another painful throb and his emotions were overcome by self-loathing.

"Percy you are an idiot," he muttered to the empty cabin, he felt a twang of annoyance at the comment. "And now you are talking to yourself… great," He sighed opening his window and grabbing a handful of snow and pressing it to his forehead with a fair amount of cursing. The pain dulled slightly as his pain senses picked up on the cold making him shiver and take cover under his duvet. It was honestly a miracle he'd made it that far in life.

The snow melted in his hand leaving a mushy liquid in his hand. The liquid made him thirsty and he began to think longingly for a Diet Coke*. So he reluctantly rolled out of bed and plodded off to the toilet to take care of morning business before the hunt for the drink began, it didn't take him long to find an open and half full can of coke, Percy sipped it experimentally before shrugging and downing the rest, it was a bit flat but he was so thirsty he didn't really mind.

Rolling his shoulders, he panned his gaze around the room before his eyes fell on a paper bag by his door; Percy blinked at it and cautiously stepped closer.

"Please don't be a bomb," He pleaded as he opened it and pulled out the stuff inside. "You've got to be kidding," I was clothes… winter clothes, even worse it was orange winter clothes. What was it with orange at Camp? It was weird and slightly uncomfortable. The clothes were simple: an orange, thick, waterproof jacket with a long sleeved Camp Half-Blood t-shirt and blue thick trousers.

The worst part was the shoes, they vaguely resembled climbing boot aside for the colour which was orange sadly. Actually, the saddest part was that Percy had really small feet so typically he had shoes that were too big**. He would have to stuff them full of newspaper to make the fit, he didn't want to but what else was he supposed to do? Casually tell Chiron that his feet were so small he couldn't actually walk in the shoes? Yeah, he's not doing that.

Hopeful he tried to shoes on, just to check that there was no way for him to fit in the shoes, the second he tied them both up they shrank down to fit his feet perfectly.

"Huh, that's convenient," he noted as he took them off again and got changed into the new outfit except for the jacket, instead he wore a black leather jacket that Thalia and Nico had got him for Christmas the year prior, they said that they didn't want him to feel left out of their group of 'Big Three Darkness' Percy didn't really understand what that meant but he was touched by the gift nonetheless.

The jacket clashed horrifically with the orange jumper he was wearing but he didn't really have anything else long sleeved to wear due to the fact that it was summer, surprisingly, so he didn't bring anything but t-shirts. Pulling on the weird size changing boots he ventured out into the great beyond.

"Morning Percy," Someone greeted Percy spun around trying to place a face with the voice until Jason came into view grinning. The son of Jupiter was wearing the same thing as him except for the jacket.

"Morning Jay," Percy replied as Jason pulled him into a brief bro hug. Percy wasn't a fan of hugs – he blamed Nico, the kid was a bad influence – but Jason hugged him all the time so he was used to it.

"Nice jacket, where'd you get it?" Jason asked once he released Percy.

"It was a gift," Percy responded vaguely worried about Jason's reaction if he found out that his sister had gotten Percy a super expensive jacket whilst Jason just got a Superman canvas for Christmas. Thankfully the boy let the subject drop.

"Cool, anyway there's another meeting in half an hour about the whole orb situation," Jason informed him.

"Am I invited this time, I don't think my input was appreciated last time," Percy pointed out and Jason winced.

"Yeah well… just don't say anything stupid," Jason advised. 'Well I'm screwed' Percy thought.

"Uhh yeah ok, should I pre-plan what to say then because I'm not so good at the whole serious thingy," Percy winced, so much for not saying anything stupid.

"You'll be fine," Jason dismissed.

"I'm pretty sure you said that to me right before I bled and started a war," Percy mused***.

"Chill dude, go get some food and meet us at the big house," Jason instructed walking away to, no doubt, put more gel in his hair. Percy kicked some of the snow under his boots almost certain that 'chill' was a pun.

Percy strolled towards to dining pavilion taking in the beauty of the sights as he walked; the way the trees were covered in frost was strangely magical. But another gust of wind had him speed walking the rest of the way.

Percy entered the pavilion, lingering by the hearth for a heartbeat before he sat down at the Poseidon table cupping his hands together and blowing warm air into them trying to coax some life back into his fingertips. He guessed that it took a total of ten seconds before Annabeth had moved to sit opposite him, Chiron had become a lot more lenient with where they sat after finding out that his way of grouping campers was kind of parentist which wasn't a word but Percy didn't care.

"Hi," Percy greeted. "What brings you here?" He asked her, from the look on her face she hadn't just moved for social purposes.

"Leo told me about yesterday," she stated, Percy muttered 'traitor' under his breath, "Are you ok?" She asked him.

"Why does everybody keep asking that? I'm fine," He told her, slightly miffed.

"Because we worry about you," she replied reaching over to grab his hand, she managed to squeeze it once before he pulled away. He didn't mind people touching his arms but his hands were a big no-no after Tartarus. The scars from grabbing onto that cliff had never faded nor had his regret for not being strong enough to save them from the fall.

"Percy…." Annabeth trailed off her eyes flashing with hurt that just made the hurricane of grief inside him grow.

"I'm sorry, it's just hard," he tried to explain but it fell short at the look of pity she sent his way, the look of 'poor boy' he'd grown up with that look and hated it with a burning passion. He scowled at her quickly and the look faded.

"Just let us in Percy, let me in. You used to tell me everything why has that changed?" She asked sounding very hurt, the storm of grief grew as did the howling of the wind around them.

"Because I've forgotten how to trust people; I've forgotten who I can trust," he snapped and got to his feet, his appetite gone and stormed out into the cold.

Annabeth called after him but he couldn't reply. He let his feet lead the way as he descended into his thoughts, as always they consisted of self-loathing and regret but he was used to it by now. He'd long since learnt that pain doesn't go away you just make room for it.

He walked back towards his cabin and was almost there before he remembered that he needed to attend that stupid meeting otherwise he would be bodily dragged there. So he took a U-turn and headed back to the Big House, taking a route that wouldn't make him walk through the pavilion like a twat.

He was ten minutes late but nobody's perfect so stop judging. He entered to meeting room avoiding everybody's gaze as he took his usual place. He noticed the lack of pizza and muttered a 'damn' under his breath and turning to Chiron.

"Your tardiness is becoming tiresome Percy," Chiron said as a 'hello' Percy didn't let himself get offended.

"So are these meetings," He shot back playing with the zip on his jacket.

"Did your new coat displease you?" Chiron asked.

"It was orange Chiron, why would you force innocent children to wear such a colour?" He cried dramatically, pulling at the bottom of his jumper for emphasis.

"Is blue better?" Leo huffed looking at his own coat with disgust.

"Anything's better," Percy told him and the two of them nodded at each other like business partners. Before anyone could yell at them a camper came charging into the room and ran to hide under the table.

"Alrighty then," Percy muttered whilst they all gawked at the boy.

"What's going on?" Jason asked the terrified camper gently they all leant closer.

"It's coming!" The boy cried curling up tighter into a ball, shaking slightly.

Before they could ask more questions the entire roof was ripped off and was swallowed by a glowing light, Percy drew Riptide as if the pen would save him, it wouldn't.

"What the flipping…" Leo cried before he was flung into a wall by an invisible force and slumped to the ground with a loud groan.

"Leo!" Annabeth shouted crouching by the fallen boy and putting her two fingers against his neck, her eyes closed in relief. The storm got worse as the floor beneath them began to get ripped apart; Percy dived to the side to avoid falling into the dark pit beneath them.

Dark Pit.

No, not again.

Percy's vision blurred as panic rose in him, he couldn't breathe.

"Come on little Demigods"

No please no, not again. Please not again.

"Lovely sacrifices," A voice purred all too familiar.

Green eyes stared at him, the colour the same as the trees, the grass, the earth.

Percy vision cleared for a single moment and he saw the light of the orb. The colour of Annabeth's eyes, Leo's fire, Hazel's mist, Frank's fur, Jason's eyes, Piper's lips and Percy's eyes.

The light swallowed him whole.

It didn't hurt as much as he thought it would, he thought it would be like bathing in the Styx or drinking from the Phlegethon but it was warm, then cold.

It was icy cold to the extent he couldn't feel anything but his own breath passing through his lips and the uncomfortable scratch of leather against his skin.

He woke up to grey eyes staring down at him and blond hair tickling his forehead, his energy started depleting immediately so he focused his energy on his words.

"Not my fault," then he fell under again.

The next time he opened his eyes he was alone which was both a relief and slightly painful but he sat up anyway. The sunlight shone through his window and lit the cabin in an unearthly light blinding him slightly as he stood. He was back in his cabin thankfully, he was sick of the camp infirmary.

A vase of flowers sat on his bedside table; he took a step closer to them and saw a note next to them.

Dear Lady Perseus,

Nice faint dude

Leo

Percy grinned at the utterly Leo note looking at the flowers again and noting that they weren't even in water, they must've been from the Demeter cabin. He looked at them for a few more seconds before he headed the bathroom to take care of business.

He barely got half way there before he tripped over something and slammed into the floor. A weird sound followed the action like shattering glass. Slowly he got to his hands and knees and stared at the floor which was covered in ice. Beautiful, smooth, blue, white and purple ice in the shape of a giant snowflake that he was right in the centre of, his hands were glowing and his gut was clenched slightly just like it was usually after he controlled water. But he didn't have his awesome water powers anymore; he was normal.

So why did he feel so strong? Why did he feel so dangerous?

That took way too long to write, sorry.

Thank you for reading! :D

Please tell me what you think, it really does help.

*Other soft drinks are available

** I have small feet and want to share my pain even if Percy doesn't have small feet. Does anyone else suffer from small feet?

*** This didn't happen but lets imagine it did, ok?

Until next time,