A/N: Thanks for all of your lovely reviews! I also have a new story now, with Fight4JadeWest. It's called Pearphone Autocorrect, and it's a iCarly and Victorious crossover.

Thanks to the users AriLivesnotDylan, JMac322, pearlgirl97, when the stars go out, Tosho, The Girl Who Was GG, 2whitie, and rocky pond for the Beta help. I'll become a Beta when I'm elgible.

Also, this chapter is explaining how Percy got onto the roof, so it starts before chapter one begins.

Here's Chapter 2!

Chapter 2: Traveling

Percy's POV

Percy believed the little creep at first.

When Nico approached him that morning, he had little idea that he was going to suggest a trip.

"It's simple," Nico had said, "We all climb on top of Mrs. O'Leary and she shadow travels us to Italy!"

"Do you think she could?" Percy was skeptical. "After all, she passed out after shadow traveling just you and me to Connecticut. Also, how can she travel across the ocean?"

"Shadow traveling is fast enough to so over water, and she can bear the weight."

"That long of a trip makes me nervous. Can she make the whole trip, or do we have to stop along the way?"

"Of course she can, she can take us in one shot."

They argued back and forth for an hour, until Nico had finally convinced Percy to go on the trip. The only think that convinced him was that Annabeth, Rachel, and Grover could come as well, as long as they agreed.

Percy had different strategies for convincing his friends to come on the trip with him. He convinced Annabeth with all of the history and architecture in Venice, which was where they decided to stop. Grover was convinced by the food and Rachel had just agreed, because she had never been there.

The next day, they left for Italy. With permission from Chiron, backpacks, and money, the group was feeling confident. Percy still had his doubts, but he figured that there was more of a chance of succeeding than failing.

"If we do fail," he thought, "I can at least say 'I told you so."

They all climbed onto Mrs. O'Leary's back, with Nico at the top. He whispered the directions into her ear, while the others waited.

"All right," Nico said a little too cheerfully for a son Hades, "Let's go!"

Shadow travel, for Percy, was just like he had remembered. Except for being in the dark and hearing strange noises, the trip was uneventful. Percy was just waiting to arrive in Venice.

But they didn't.

About twenty minutes into shadow travel, Mrs. O'Leary turned sharply to the right. Nico lost his grip, and struggled to get back on, but instead he plowed into Grover, who was behind him. Less than five seconds later, everyone had fallen off Mrs. O'Leary's back and watched as the hellhound sped off to Italy.

This would be a stupid way to die, thought Percy as the world went into slow-motion. They were falling straight down into the void.

Suddenly, it was sunny, and Percy felt a flat surface against his back. He sat up as Annabeth ran up to him.

"You okay?" she asked. Her grey eyes showed concern.

"Yeah, I think so," he said. "But where are we?"

"I don't know, but I think were somewhere in England or Ireland. Somewhere near there. I think we're also on top of a castle of antique home."

Percy stood up and looked around. He saw Grover, Rachel, and Nico sitting up. In the background, there seemed to be miles of grass, dotted with trees. Walking over to the edge of the building, he saw that on the ground, there were some objects that he assumed to be their backpacks. He then turned around, and pointed at Nico.

"What. Did. You. Do?" He growled.

"It's not my fault she made the turn!" Nico said in defense.

"Well, it kind of is," Rachel said, "I mean, you fell onto Grover, which caused kind of a domino sequence."

"SHE made the stupid turn." Nico started to look angrier.

"You didn't tell us you could fall off during the process." Annabeth said, logically.

Nico looked like he was going to explode. "IT'S NOT MY FRICKEN FAULT!" He screamed.

"This was YOUR idea, Nico," Percy said. "It's YOUR fault."

"HEY! I-" Nico started to respond, but then he fell to the ground.

Everyone stood there staring at the unconscious form of Nico. Annabeth reached down to check his pulse, but she collapsed as well. Grover and Rachel were next, collapsing like they had been hit on the head.

"Was this some sort of joke?" He thought, "Or was it a gods' idea?"

Then, he felt a tiny prick, and he too started to collapse. The last thought he could manage was simple: "Who are we dealing with?"

Percy opened his eyes and saw that he was still on the roof. Annabeth and Grover were still there, but he could not see the unconscious bodies of Nico and Rachel. Since they were still unconscious, he assumed his dip in the Styx helped him wake earlier. He positioned himself to get up, until the strangest thing happened.

Grover started to float.

He couldn't see anybody lifting him, but he could detect a slight haze, which he assumed was from the heat. Percy laid there, motionless, knowing that this force could not be fought.

At least, not yet.

Laying there, he watched Annabeth rise, and then began to feel arms underneath him. He felt like he was being carried, then lowered into someone else's arms.

Percy heard a mutter from the person holding him, whom he assumed to be a man.

"Still awake, huh?"

Crap, Percy thought. He felt the person reach for his head.

Percy felt the hit to his head, and the pain that came with it. He could tell he was losing the fight to stay conscious, but he struggled to win the fight.

The blackness consumed him before any of his thoughts came.

"Percy!"

He could hear his name being called over and over, but he couldn't respond. For once, he didn't have the strength to overcome the barrier. Percy figured that he had a concussion from being hit in the head.

"Percy!"

He opened his eyes for a second, then they were forced closed.

"Percy, can you hear me?"

He felt shaking, and then the voice again.

"Oh crap. Grover, can't you use that empathy link thing?"

"All right, Annabeth," Grover slowly said. "I'll try."

Percy could feel a sort of nudging, it was urging him to wake up. He finally gave in.

From what he could see, everyone had made it into a sort-of freezer like room. There were no windows, and the door was made of metal, and presumably, locked.

"How long have I been out?" Percy asked.

"About an hour, after we woke up," Annabeth said. "This person, or something, isn't like anything we've ever dealt with."

"Ummm, guys?" Rachel meekly said. "I think someone is behind that door."

They stared at the cold, metal door for what seemed like ages. Then, it opened to reveal a person.

A boy, about Percy's age, walked in. He was extremely pale, with piercing blue eyes and raven hair. The suit he wore looked tailored, and he gave off the impression of an adult.

"I am Artemis Fowl the Second," he stated, "And I do believe you have some explaining to do."

That was when Percy knew he was in a lot of trouble.

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