Hey guys, comin' at you with another story. A this one continues off of the last one, so read that one first.

It was dinner time and Frank and Leo were arguing over something stupid as always.

Percy wasn't really paying attention. He noticed that he's been paying attention less and less ever since Annabeth fell into Tartarus.

Frank and Leo's argument was over which was better between the Xbox 360 and the Playstation 3.

"Xbox is better, whoever plays Playstation has no idea what they're doing," said Leo.

"PS3 has exclusives," countered Frank.

"Enough!" Jason interrupted. "Nobody cares so can you please shut up?"

There was silence in the cabin until Frank broke it.

"How do you know that I don't care?"

"What do you mean?" Jason asked, a hint of anger in his voice.

"Well, you said 'nobody cares', but I care. Am I just nobody now?"

"C'mon Frank, he didn't mean that-" Piper started.

"No, Piper, he did," Frank sneered. The voices of the two gods that claimed to be his father were bantering inside his head, trying to gain dominance.

"Oh please, Frank. You're not even close to nothing," muttered Leo. "I built this ship, I keep it running, I keep us on course, and what do I get? 'Oh shit it Leo, stop making jokes Leo, blah blah blah blah."

"At least you get noticed," spoke a voice from the shadows.

"Oh sorry, Mr. Shadows, it's probably because I don't confine myself to the dark corner of every room because I'm afraid of people," Leo spoke harshly.

"Harsh words for a seventh wheel," Nico sneered back.

"Why don't we all just calm down, okay?" Jason said.

"Oh don't you try to take charge," snarled Leo. "You're the one who told me to grab the Parthenos before securing our friends. If it wasn't for you, maybe Annabeth would still-"

The glass cups on the table exploded, causing shards of ice and glass to fly in all directions. The TV screens flickered and shattered as the shards punctured the glass screens.

Amongst all of the arguments, nobody noticed the water in their cups whirl around uncontrollably and freezing. Nobody noticed Percy's waxy expression.

Nobody noticed anything until ice shards were impaled in the walls and ceilings and the magical gold plates were on the floor.

The room was dead silent.

The chandelier above them swung around, threatening to drop at any second.

Everyone stared at Percy. His eyes were fixed on something none of the others could see. Percy saw his friends exchange nervous glances.

"Sorry," Percy said bitterly.

"Yeah..." Leo said after a long pause.

Leo plucked a 2 foot long icicle out of the headrest of his leather chair.

"Maybe we should talk about something else," Frank mumbled.

Everyone else in the small cabin was silent, not quite sure what to do or say.

"I'll just go then," Percy said, walking down the stairs to his bedroom.


Percy did his best to hide himself from the rest of the group. It's not that he didn't like them, he just wanted some time to think.

His girlfriend, Annabeth Chase, had recently fallen into a pit of despair and darkness.

There was almost no chance of her ever coming back.

Almost.

Percy promised to himself that he would do anything in his power to save her.

He would go through anyone if he had to; even the spirit of Tartarus himself. Gaia wouldn't even be able to stop him. Percy would use a plastic spoon to dig through the ground to Tartarus if he had to.

The clouds outside the Argo II whisked by as Percy stared out the small circular window. Soon enough, sleep took over and he found himself in another dream.

Annabeth was lying on the ground next to a rock. Percy wanted so badly just to be there for her. She was curled in a ball, crying hysterically.

She looked pretty banged up, like she had recently been attacked.

Well, it was Taratarus.

Next to her, there was a river of fire, which wasn't very surprising, churning and burning.

Percy could almost feel its heat, even in dream form.

A low growl sounded nearby causing Annabeth to perk up. She winced when she put weight on her ankle.

"Hello Annabeth," hissed a voice.

Percy knew exactly who the voice was coming from, and so did Annabeth.

"Arachne," Annabeth snarled with equal aggressiveness.

"You don't know how long I've been waiting for an opportunity like this," Arachne sneered.

Percy knew Annabeth had nerves of steel, but now he could tell her defenses were crumbling. She looked like she was on the verge of tears and her knife arm was quivering.

Percy wanted to tell her to run, but his voice wouldn't work.

"Come at me, if you're brave enough," Annabeth taunted.

Arachne clicked her pincers and charged at Annabeth faster than Percy would have imagined, but Annabeth was quick. She dodged Arachne's flying spider body and slashed the underside of the spider woman.

"Insolent girl!" Arachne shrieked.

Arachne charged again, but this time Annabeth was too slow. She was knocked to the ground, sliding dangerously close to the river of fire.

Arachne stalked over to Annabeth's limp form.

"And now, my dear, you shall die. I will make sure that it happens slowly and painfully," she put emphasis on the word painfully.

Arachne was about to macerate Annabeth with her wicked sharp pincers when an insane battle cry shook the ground.

Out of the sky, a tall, silvery body fell and landed between Annabeth and Arachne.

"Do not touch her, you creepy crawly," the being spoke.

Percy recognized the voice. It was deep and powerful, yet at the same time innocent and curious. Nevertheless, he couldn't quite put a finger on it.

"What are you doing down here, Titan?" Arachne hissed.

"I am saving my friend," he said simply, shaking his broom, which Percy didn't understand until he saw a spear head protrude from the end.

Arachne charged, but the godly looking janitor was too quick. He brought up his spear broom and slashed Arachne to dust.

He spat on the remains and walked over to Annabeth, who tried to back away from him.

"There is no need to be afraid," he said softly, holding out his hand.

"Who are you?" Annabeth asked, squinting her face, trying to recognize the guy.

He looked himself up and down before coming up with an answer that should've been easy.

"My name is Bob."

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