Percy's chambers, London Sanctum

"...and he said, "Dormammu, I've come to bargain. Dormammu laughed and killed him on the spot."

"Killed him?" Percy shouted in shock.

"Yes, killed him. But he didn't stay dead. You see, Stephen had the Eye of Aggamotto around his neck. And in the eye of the Eye, the Time Stone is kept. Stephen had trapped himself and Dormammu in a time loop. After many tries, Dormammu finally agreed to leave the Earth alone."

"Wow," Percy breathed quietly.

"Yes, Percy. Wow, indeed. Now, I have a question for you."

"What is it?"

"I know that the Fates have been hard on you once again. So, I am offering you the chance to see anything."

"Anything?"

"Anything in all of time and space."

"But you don't have the Eye. Or the Space Stone," Percy frowned.

"I have my ways," Jasmine smiled mysteriously. "So, where would you like to go?"

Relic Room, London Sanctum

"Well, that went well," Strange commented drily.

"WELL?" Thalia snapped. "You could've warned us! And him!" Strange grinned sheepishly.

"I had no idea that-" Strange was cut off by the turned-up collar of his cloak smacking him round the face. Annabeth's eyes widened. "Oi!" Strange exclaimed. "Get off, you useless bit of fabric!"

"Did your cloak just hit you?" Will asked.

"Yes, it did. The Cloak of Levitation has no manners AT ALL." He seemed to direct the last part at the red fabric draped over his shoulders.

"So... You had no idea?" Annabeth prompted.

"Well, I did have a bit of an idea," Strange admitted. "I knew that Percy had been betrayed in his life prior to Kamar-Taj, but I had no idea he was a demigod!"

"That he used to be a demigod," Annabeth corrected. Strange frowned, and raised his eyebrows.

"Annabeth... It is Annabeth, isn't it?" She nodded. "Annabeth, if you are a demigod, it isn't possible to take that away. You can shut the demigod-ness away for a certain amount of time; I believe the maximum is five years, but you cannot take it away." Three pairs of eyebrows tried to escape their owner's head.

Percy's chambers, London Sanctum

"Hop in, then," Jasmine tried not to grin at the dubiuos look on Percy's face.

"It's a box," he stated. "One of those blue Police boxes from the 1960s."

"Just open the door," Jasmine stifled a giggle. Percy shot a doubtful look at her before pulling open the door.

"Woah..." Jasmine followed the young adult in. She giggled as he turned in a complete circle, taking in the interior of her box. "Is this your Relic?" he asked.

"Of a sort. I call her the TARDIS. Where do you want to go?" Percy beamed at her. He opened his mouth, and said the thing she'd expected.

"Take me to Ancient Greece."