HI GUYS! Thanks for the warm wishes to feel better, you all made me feel nice.

Well, this chapter is a big filler chapter. I won't have much time to update, 'cause I'm babysitting my cousin's yorkie (who fell asleep on my butt, so for like an hour and a half I couldn't switch positions, and I'm a huge squirmer in my sleep….). My Grandma's also in town, and I have one more announcement!

Drum roll, please!

*silence*

Okay, no drum roll.

My mom's pregnant! :D

Yeah, we're all excited. I hope it's another sister, so we can boss around the boys…. MUAHAHAHA! *rubs hands together deviously*

So, here's the explainer chapter in response to my confusing last chapter!

~Elsie

Me: Christian, do the disclaimer.

Christian: *Groans* I just got back from soccer practice. Why can't you do it?

Me: *Shrugs* I don't feel like it.

Christian: *Sighs* My lazy and procrastinating twin sister Elsie does not own Percy Jackson and the Olympians.

Me: See, now was that so hard?

Christian: *Rolls back over* Bite me.

Olivia, Arabelle, Micah and Josie: THAT'S WHAT SHE SAID!

Me: *facepalm*

Thalia's POV

The storm had died down, so Clarisse, Piper and I waded through the water, attempting to find Annabeth.

Attempting being the key word.

Everywhere we looked there was water, sloshing against the trees and lapping around our knees. The trees glen in the high noon sunlight, sparkles of diamond-like droplets of rain landing down in our hair and on our soaked clothing. Piper just shrugged, stripping off her jeans.

Well, I guess she never was one for modesty.

We searched around, growing more and more panicked by the minute. Why couldn't we find her?

"Here! I found her!"

We all turned to the clueless Roman-ified Percy, who was holding a ghastly pale Annabeth in his arms. Looking closer, I could see that her hair was coated in black streaks, her clothing burnt and sooty despite the water. She looked like she was having a hard time breathing, and her chest was heaving as if she had a really bad cough she had to get out. Percy was holding her tightly, almost protectively. Clarisse walked forward, holding out her arms to take Annabeth from him.

Percy growled at her, like a feral dog. The noise was low in the back of his throat, getting louder as Clarisse stepped closer. She took a step back, eyeing him in a way that said "Dude, what's gotten into you?" He just blinked, realizing that he had made that noise, but not taking it back.

"What… was that?" Piper asked, gazing around her with her multicolored eyes. I shrugged, wading back in the water to dry land and wringing out my hair.

"I don't know," I replied. "But Chiron might. We have to get her to him, so we can figure out what's wrong with her." I met Percy's familiar eyes in a lock-stare. "So we can fix this."

Starting off into the forest, I held my bow tightly in my hand as Piper tripped around next to me, attempting to put on her skinny jeans while walking, but to no avail. Clarisse snickered at her, reaching down to help her up. Piper shooed her away, pulling up her pants and buttoning them as we strolled. I motioned for them to follow me into camp; If the Romans had something against us, I'd much rather they hit me, the Huntress of Artemis, instead of Piper or Percy or Gods forbid Annabeth.

Chiron and the Roman camp leader Lupa were standing on the landing of a huge marble temple, lacking design and personality. I smirked, thinking about what Annabeth would say about the inferior building placement if she was awake.

"Chiron!" I yelled, taking off running towards him. He scrunched up his eyebrows, concerned by my frantic looking face. Out of breath, I told him the whole story in between short gasps.

"Oh my," He murmured, covering his hand thoughtfully over his mouth. He met Lupa's big yellow eyes, a look of understanding passing between them before her turned back to me.

"Thalia, please come. Percy too, please. Set Annabeth on the table, if you would. Piper, you go get Jason and Leo. Clarisse, round up the cabin leaders."

Piper and Clarisse simply nodded, taking off running in the direction of the barracks. Chiron turned, leading Percy and I into a large silver room, with a huge skylight and assorted chairs and a grand piano. Percy set Annabeth down on the only couch, leaving Chiron standing and Percy and I sitting in a loveseat waiting for the others. My cousin didn't take his eyes off of the unconscious daughter of Athena for more than a second, those big green pools filled with worry. Chiron shot me a weak smile, motioning for the others to come in.

"Oh my gods, is she okay?" Katie asked, running up to Annabeth and feeling her forehead. Chiron grimaced, motioning for them to take a seat; I had a feeling this could be a while.

"That's what I'd like to explain, if you'd all sit."

Leo, Travis and Castor, Dionysus' son, took the remaining chairs, Katie sitting on the floor and leaning against Travis' leg while Connor sat on the arm, Jason and Clarisse standing in the back while the rest of them sprawled out across the rug. Piper looked worried from where she was perched on the arm of Leo's chair. Lupa lead in other Roman campers, each of them keeping their distance and standing in a line against the back wall, behind Clarisse and Jason and hidden in the shadows.

Clearing his throat, Chiron began.

"I'm sure you're all wondering what's wrong with Annabeth-" Chiron was cut off by a mean voice in the back.

"We're not," the male voice stated. Lupa shot him a look from where she was standing next to Chiron.

Hush, Lyzale, She chastised.

The Romans fell silent.

"As I was saying," Chiron glared pointedly at the boy, silencing him with a look. "I'm sure you're all wondering what happened to Miss Chase." He met my eyes. "Trust you me, it's not a pretty story."

We all nodded, knowing we had to be informed.

"Well," Chiron started. "It was a very long time ago when this sort of thing started.

"Chaos, the king of all, keeper of none. He is the father of this story."

"You see, Chaos used to be all alone. He had no companions or even another being. So, he created some. Five children; Tartarus, the eldest, then Eros, the original god of love. Then great mother Gaea, Earth. Then there were the twins, Nyx, the goddess of the night, and Erebus, her consort and the god of Darkness."

"Each child created one thing or another, Gaea being the Earth, who gave birth to the sky. Tartarus… well, he is kind of self explanatory. Nyx and Erebus were married, giving birth to their daughter Hemera, the goddess of the day."

"But Chaos is still a god, and he required female company, now that he knew what it was like. So, he sought out a female goddess."

"He just happened to find Nyx, newly pregnant and walking down the road. He enveloped her, muffling her screams and killing her.

"But the baby, Nyx's baby. Another came to be from the union, who would bring her mother back to life and become one of the strongest goddesses ever known."

"The beautiful baby was born a girl, with a bubbly laugh and big multicolored eyes. Her hair was the finest auburn, with perfect glossy curls that bounced when she walked. She was name Koresantheia, and she was supposedly the most perfect baby in the world."

"You see," Chiron said, looking amongst us. "She was a threat to Chaos' power, a match even to him in almost every way, perhaps at a higher vantage point, due to the fact that the child was cunning, and witty in a way Chaos was not."

"So, in an effort to rid of her, Chaos sent down a snake, creating the goddess Lyssa, who was the keeper of insanity. The snake was called Hysethrion, or the serpent of desire."

"The way Hysethrion works is to toy with the mind, creating an illusion so confusing and dangerous it can drive the person who hosts it insane. Black as pitch, the snake uses a person's greatest wishes to make their greatest fears. The person is driven into madness, while Hysethrion uses their energy to make the visions they have real, ultimately destroying the host."

Chiron watched Annabeth, his eyes filled with worry and sorrow. Seeing this, my eyes widened, remembering Annabeth's crazy eyes and the wild reaction of nature when she lolled her head to the side, eyes empty.

"I'm afraid," he whispered. "That is what happened to poor Annabeth."

I shot up from my chair, glaring at Chiron and Lupa.

"You can't be serious!" I yelled, throwing my hands up in the air. Jason watched me cautiously from the back. "If it was true, who would have sent it?"

"I'm afraid that would be the troublesome part," Chiron murmured, brushing Annabeth's hair out of her eyes while her face twisted in agony. "It seems we are not fighting against Gaea at all."

"What do you mean?" Jason asked, crossing his arms.

"I mean," Chiron raised his voice slightly. "That this whole time, Gaea has been trying to warn us. It seems that there is another war coming, and I fear it is between Chaos and his daughter. If so, the gods and the first five will team up with Koresantheia, while Chaos will let all of the Titans loose and unleash his best monsters to fight for his side."

If this happens, Lupa continued where Chiron left off. The demigods will fight for Koresantheia's side as well. Especially you lot. Lupa met Percy's eyes. Especially young Annabeth. We believe that Chaos is going to take down all of our best warriors, one at a time until Olympus' defense system is shot down. If he achieves this, he has a straight shot to the throne room, and from there, Koresantheia's lieutenants, Lady Athena and Lady Artemis. By taking them down, he could easily threaten one of them into letting his army in Balistia, the home of Koresantheia and her army. Her voice raised, as if she was scared. If he achieves to take down Koresantheia, we will lose the world as we know it.

For she is the goddess of the five elements, the largest assets of the world. In fact, there will be no world, for Koresantheia keeps the celestial balance with her calm and cool attitude and the fact that she is not insanely easy to provoke.

"So how do we fix it?" Percy asked, leaning forward so his elbows rested on his knees.

"That is the not so simple part," Chiron told him. "The only way to heal someone who is inhabited by Hysethrion is to get them healed by Koresantheia herself. To do so, you must get into Olympus, which will be almost impossible in itself due to the locks on the entry ways. If you do manage to get through, you have to get Lady Athena and Lady Artemis to let you into the gates of Balistia, the golden city. The passage is dangerous and painful."

Even if you make it past that mark, Lupa murmured. You'd have to get past Koresantheia's warriors and army, as well as her husband and her family.

"From there is the hardest feat of all," Chiron shuffled his hooves nervously. "You must gain the trust of Lady Koresantheia herself, prove your worth to her and become part of her team. Only then will she save Annabeth, and possibly the world."

"So when do we leave?" I asked, frustrated and impatient. Lupa and Chiron both looked at me, speaking eerily in the same dead, flat voice in unison.

"Now."

SO! How was it? I take all rights for this idea, so no mooching.

Or I will find you.

And that is not an open threat.

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~Elsie