Hey guys, hope you're enjoying the story so far. I also hope you're enjoying the "New Chapter Everyday-ish." Sorry my last chapter was pretty short, but this one is a little longer, so I hope that makes up for it. Oh and before I forget; Disclaimer: I do not own Percy Jackson and the Olympians series. I kind of forgot to do that, but it's now it's there! Oh and if anyone is confused, this story is kind of like an alternate ending to the fourth Percy Jackson book (Battle of the Labyrinth) and an extra part? I don't know but this is like a few days after Percy's 15th birthday, so I hope this clears things up. One other thing, I would really appreciate it if I got at least five reviews (but the more the better). I do read all reviews so, review, review, review! Thanks for taking the time to read my story!

-Motomo

Chiron's POV

Once everyone left, I turned to Percy. "Percy, you know you don't have to go on this quest if you don't want to."

"Why wouldn't I want to go on this quest?" questioned Percy.

"I know about your dreams, Percy."

"What!? How?" Percy exclaimed. "Wait, Annabeth told you didn't she?" I saw that Percy looked somewhat betrayed.

"Percy, she had no choice but to tell me. I made her tell me." Percy looked away from me, his arms crossed.

"What exactly did she tell you?" asked Percy angrily.

"She only told me that you had had dreams of," I paused, it seemed wrong to say that he had dreams that he died. It, to me, seemed like that sort of thing should be kept secret.

"Please, Chiron, what did she tell you?" Percy's eyes were watery, I knew he was close to a breaking point, so I said it quick and to the point.

"That you died in the Labyrinth." Percy was quiet. He had silent tears rolling down his face. I felt bad for him. It was very brave for him to agree to go on this quest, even if it bothered him so.

"Do you want to know how?" Percy asked suddenly. I didn't know what to say. Did I really want to know how? I didn't want to force him to tell me. But before I could say anything, Percy started speaking again.

"I jumped Chiron, I jumped into a pit that Annabeth and I crossed over on our previous quest. I was so crazy and filled with fear, I jumped, just to end it all. Or if it wasn't that, Kronos's army killed me." At that point Percy, was crying. He sat on the ground, head on his knees, and just sobbed.

I rolled my wheelchair over to where Percy sat, and pat his shoulder, whispering calming words to him. I heard the door open and wasn't surprised to see Annabeth standing there. She looked at Percy, then up at me. I mouthed the "Dreams" and she quickly understood what was happening.

"Shhh, Percy it's alright," said Annabeth as she knelt down and hugged Percy. She kept whispering those words to Percy until he stopped crying. He looked horrible, is eyes were red and he had tear streaks all over his cheeks.

"Percy, you don't have to talk to the Oracle if you don't want to. We'll have Thalia do it," I said.

"No," Percy said, "I still want to talk to her." He looked up at me as if daring me to say otherwise.

"Okay," I said. Annabeth looked surprised but didn't say anything. "We'll leave you to speak with her," I said. I turned to Annabeth and signaled for her to follow me out. We left Percy in the Big House and I wondered, Did I make the right decision?

Percy's POV

I can't believe I cried I told myself. I don't care what Annabeth says, I am pathetic. I looked around the Big House and then towards the stairs. I need to go up there I thought. A part of me thought Why didn't you just let Thalia go up there? But I knew that I had to go up there. Even though my dreams said I was going to die, that didn't mean that it was going to happen. Well, at least I hope it doesn't happen.

I don't even know why I cried. I'd been in multiple life and death situations, so why did this bother me so much? I sat there thinking. Maybe the Labyrinth messed up my mind, but then I thought about Chris. I wasn't even remotely in the same condition as Chris. So what could make me fear death in the Labyrinth so much? I decided that I wasn't going to dwell on that thought, I had other things I needed to get done.

I got up off the floor and dusted my pants off. Well here goes nothing I told myself. I made my way towards the stairs and looked up them. A thought snatched my attention What happens if the Oracle does tell you that you're destined to die, would you still go on the quest? I pushed the thought out of my mind, I'd go on the quest no matter what. I ascended the stairs to the fourth floor. Above me I saw the green trap door, the cord hung unmoving. I pulled the cord and the door swung down.

Once I climbed up into the attic, I was hit with the musty smell. Out of all the times you've been up here, why haven't you gotten used to the smell the ADHD part of my brain said. Everything was where it had been the last time I was here. I turned toward the spot that the Oracle sat at. She was still sitting there, leaning against the wall. I sat there waiting. Another five minutes had passed and still nothing happened.

I was confused, why hadn't she said anything yet? Maybe I need to move closer I thought. Nothing happened. I moved as close to her as I would dare and still nothing happened.

"Hello?" I said, my voice making a small echo. "Umm, I sorta need to get a prophecy." It felt weird talking to a mummy, but I wanted to get my prophecy now; I was getting a little impatient. Maybe try something more formal.

"O' great Oracle, would you ever so kindly tell me what my prophecy is?... Please?" Still nothing happened. I did everything I thought of to try and get her talking. I spoke in rhymes like she did. I knelt on the ground, I bowed. I tried more rambunctious things like jumping around waving my arms around. I eventually started yelling at her, and still nothing happened.

Ugh, I give up. Then I thought, maybe it's like in those movies or books where as your leaving something happens. So I started walking back to where I had come from. I stepped onto the ladder. Nothing. I pretended I wasn't paying attention to her and walking away. Nothing. I ended up giving up. I stepped down the ladder, closed the trap door and left the Big House, without the Oracle moving once.

Thalia's POV

"He sure has been up there a long time," I said. We were all sitting at table twelve at the dining pavilion. Chiron was reading a novel, Annabeth was looking at the laptop Daedalus had given her, and Nico was staring off into space. So in other words no one had heard what I said.

"I said, Percy sure has been up there a long time."

"Don't worry about it Thalia," Nico said. "He probably wanted time to think about the prophecy afterward." I didn't think that was true. Usually Percy goes straight to Chiron after he's gotten a prophecy.

"Can I go look for him," I said.

"No need to," Annabeth said suddenly.

"Why?"

"Because he's right there." I turned towards where Annabeth was pointing, and sure enough, there was Percy running towards us.

"Hey Percy, what took you so long," I said as he got close enough to hear me. He said something but I didn't understand him, he was talking so fast.

"Slow down there Speedy Gonzales, what did you say?"

"I said the Oracle didn't give me a prophecy."

I hope you enjoyed this chapter! I promise I'll try harder to get Thalia and Nico POV's in the story. I'll also try to get more chapters posted this weekend.

P.S. Constructive criticism is encouraged, just don't rage at me! :D Bye!