"Wha-What is this place?" Annabeth sputtered out.
"This is my TARDIS." The Doctor paused and smiled, as if what he had just said was something amazing. "It is my time/space transport, and it just saved your friends timeline."
"What did you do to Percy? And what just happened between you and the Gods? What is going on?"
"One question at a time" the Doctor said as he flew around the console, flipping switches and pushing buttons. "Your 'Gods' are… old associates of mine. I figured they meant no harm after I got a good look at them, but I wanted to be sure. Now, that brings us to your friend, Percy you called him? He just had his biodata altered, well, more like changed, or edited. That's it, edited. He had a Faction virus injected into his biodata, so I had to isolate his original time line and preserve it." The Doctor moved back to the console and began to look at some sort of monitor.
"What are you talking about?" Annabeth hollered at him.
The Doctor paid no attention to Annabeth's latest question, and he continued to study the monitor. Suddenly, the room rocked; Annabeth pitched to the side, but managed to catch herself on the railing.
"Curse you Blinovitch, why did you have to go and think up that principle anyway?" The Doctor spun to Annabeth, "Sorry about the pitching, but it's rather hard crossing your own timeline."
"Doctor!" Annabeth hollered.
"Not now, I'm busy navigating a vortex storm!"
"Doctor!" Annabeth hollered, one more time.
"Alright, alright. So, I was erased from time. While I was erased, certain beligerants of the War manage to escape their now doomed timeline. Now that I am back, I need to clean up loose ends, but I noticed while at, what did you call it, Olympus? I noticed that someone or something had already stopped them. So, that means I have to go back to their Civil War, and make sure they get stopped, just in case I stopped, will stop, am stopping them. There, Happy? Now, why don't you go find a room, they're right down that hallway over there." The Doctor pointed toward one of the multiple doors, and Annabeth headed for it.
She found herself in a hallway that seemed to stretch on and on, but she saw no end in sight. She passed about 4 doors till her curiosity got the better of her, and she opened one of them. Within, she found a bedroom, Greenpeace posters lined the walls, and a picture of a blonde, cheerful looking girl lay on the pillow. She headed toward another room, and within that one she also found a bedroom. She continued on, and the majority of the doors she encountered were bedrooms.
"Who were all these people?" Annabeth asked herself. But, she continued to walk on until she came to an ornate set of double doors. Within, she found the largest collection of books she had ever seen in her life. The shelves stretched on endlessly, and they appeared to reach into… clouds? Annabeth couldn't believe her eyes. Every row of every shelf was crammed with books - papyrus bound scrolls, leather bound tomes, electronic holographic books. As she continued to examine the shelves, she noticed that the books were in no particular order. She noticed a display case on the far wall, and headed toward it.
Within it, she found hundreds of strange items, from the crystal ball thing the Doctor had used earlier to a skull mask, and a bunch of random paraphernalia in between. This place was getting more and more interesting, she thought to herself, and then her love of architecture kicked in. She stood there, mouth agape, at the room which reached to clouds, yet was within a small. blue box. Her eyes opened wide as she spun around, taking in all in.
"This is amazing!" She yelled to no one in particular, "This is awesome! How does it work."
Annabeth heard a whirring noise behind her and turned to see what it was. What greeted her eyes was a giant silver disc, with a small screen set in the center. It had just turned on, and was showing some kind of building with storm clouds above it, and Annabeth realized it was the Empire State Building. Before she could watch what played out, the door behind her creaked, and she spun around. The Doctor was walking in, smiling like a giddy child.
"Do you like the library? It's taken me years to collect, and years to dry off… But enough about me, how about you. You seem a little lost, do you want the grand tour?" the Doctor asked expectantly.
"No!" Annabeth responded, "I would like you to explain what's going on!"
"I already did." The Doctor replied sheepishly, "but I can do it again if you like."
Before Annabeth could respond, a wheezing engine sound emanated throughout the room.
The Doctor piped up, "I guess we've stopped. Come on… Annabeth? That is your name, right? Well, no matter, we've got a world in front of us, let's go explore." He grabbed Annabeth's arm and rushed toward a door that Annabeth was sure had not been there before. As they walked by the long display case, the Doctor grabbed the crystal ball thing she had seen him with earlier, then a small metal ball off the shelf, and mumbled something to himself about hoping the web, or something, was still functioning. They walked through the door, and were within the main room again.
"Let's go have a look." The Doctor exclaimed as he threw open the main doors and walked out. Annabeth followed quickly on his heels, but was too close to stop abruptly when the Doctor did. They were surrounded by strange armored, bug looking things.
"Hello, I'm the Doctor. Take me to… your… leader?"
At the edge of the Spiral Politic, the great web that binds creation, a ripple appeared. It began to spin itself into a separate spiral within the original. Shockwaves from the ripple were spreading quickly, and the assault on reality would soon be noticed. From beyond creation, the dark watcher smiled to himself. He would soon have his revenge, the Renegade would pay for what he had done.