A chapter to clear some stuff up. This is going to explain what exactly had happened with the Olympians. again, very OOC. Also, Percy isn't getting new powers. Making use of old ones. Thanks to anyone that has reviewed!

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Intermission #1- Prison, part one

Annabeth once again kneeled at Zeus's feet. "Please! I know Percy! He's fine!"

The god's thundering eyes stared at the daughter of Athena. "I'm afraid it's too late. Now, watch."

The blonde broke into tears as an iris message formed in front of her. As if something compelled her, the grey eyes were glued to the vapor.

Why hadn't she been quick enough? Why had her mother done this? Athena gazed down at her daughter, scowling.

"If you must know, Annabeth, he was a loose cannon." She waved her hand like throwing Percy into prison was for the best. "I have made your future much brighter, my dear. You have no one to distract you…"

Her daughter was up in seconds, managing to tear her gaze from the Iris Message. "Do you realize what you have done? His fatal flaw is loyalty! Loyalty, mother." Athena's grey eyes glared daggers at her daughter.

"Loyalty to what side?!" Athena seemed to be bringing up whatever she could hold to Annabeth.

The girl in question glared right back at Athena. "You know he is loyal to Olympus." Quickly, she turned on her heels to Poseidon. "You can do something!"

Poseidon gazed at her. "You cannot speak to us that way. We are gods, and you a lonely mortal." Annabeth gaped at him. Thunder crackled overhead as Zeus twitched a finger.

"Watch," The king of the gods boomed. Annabeth's head was jerked to the side as an unknown force took control of her body. In a trance, the daughter of Athena walked to the message, watching.

The scene unfolded.

Percy was hacking away at the dummies, straw flying everywhere. His brow was furrowed, like something was worrying him. A figure stepped from the shadows and grabbed him mid swings, catching the blade as if it was nothing. Percy stumbled back in surprise, losing the grip on Riptide.

The man had mechanical arms and legs, with a human head. In horror, Annabeth realized it was one of Hephaestus' creations. It was part of Olympus's growing army of lackeys.

The being discarded Riptide and grabbed Percy.

"What the hell?! Back off!" Without a word, the man started dragging Percy out of the arena. The son of Poseidon tried to get away, but the metal-man was too strong, even for him.

"Who are you?" The mechanical man grunted, annoyed by the question. "Fine then. What did I do?"

He shrugged, starting to drag Percy into the forest. Percy stumbled a bit, almost tripping. Slowly, the man holding him growled out, "I'm on Olympus's orders."

Percy narrowed his eyes and stopped struggling. "I'm not sure what this is about, but please tell them that they are massive fucking douchebags."

The man didn't answer, but trudged on ahead. Inwardly, Annabeth cheered for Percy's sass. It was something, but Annabeth knew that the author loved making Percy say those types of things. She had decided to make Jason her 'prophet'. It was actually quite exciting.

Those thoughts disappeared as soon as Annabeth's attention was on the message.

The two people approached a large cliff face, somewhere deep in the forest. It reminded Annabeth of the bunker, but she knew that this was something different.

The man muttered something and the rick shimmered, revealing a metallic door. He pressed his hand to it, and the sheet of metal creaked open.

The hallway was long and musty-looking. The walls were grimy and old, showing that the place was old. Perhaps it had always been there.

Cells lined the hall, which led to an office-type room. It was clear that this was the prison. In an instant, Annabeth remembered the stories.

There had always been rumors about what Camp Half-blood contained, but most were simply just that: rumors. There had always been one about a keeping place deep in the forest, where prisoners had been 'contained' during the war. It was something like a myth, a story to tell the younger campers to scare them.

From what Annabeth had gleaned from the stories, it had been a brutal place. Demigods were forced to live in a quarters that was less than 9 feet wide. Sickness had been rampant among the bodies, and within a year everyone who was sure of its existence was wiped out. Dead.

In all, it was a deadly place.

Percy was tossed into the cell closest to the space, then sneered at by his new guard. The son of Poseidon had his eyes wide, and Annabeth could see the fear evident. It pained her. All they had been through, and yet he had ended up in a place that was supposed to be a myth.

The iris message ended.

Zeus snapped his fingers and immediately everyone's attention was on him. "Perseus Jackson, guilty of treason. Guilty of being insane, and a nuisance to our very own architect. Gone." The Olympians let out a shout, one that contained a note of happiness from very few, but slowly, Annabeth noticed.

A few of the god's eyes were blurred, as if they were thinking of something else. Or, she thought, maybe they weren't there.

And then Annabeth truly realized.

Even gods become corrupted. They could destroy their family for power.

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