Thank you, dream catcher, for the support. It's nice having people like you around. This chapter is for you.

A short note for anybody who reads this far in this story. Write down every piece of evidence there is and try to guess my plot and multiple twists. Yes multiple! First, one who guesses it can ask a small favour of me like me editing one of your chapters or writing a chapter for your story or an over exaggerated review of how good you are at writing to boost your sky high ego.

Sorry, this chapter was extremely late. My life kind of got messed up. I hope you all can bear slow updates.

Okay, on with the story.

Percy paced around the room, muttering under his breath. Chaos had left him with nothing to do and right now he was so bored.

"Stupid Chaos. Stupid Nyx. Stupid palace."

Percy scratched a line down the side of the wall with a white rock, indicating what he thought were days going by. He wanted to go back to Annabeth and see her stormy grey eyes. Percy realised with a start that he had forgotten Annabeth. He looked at the wall and saw hundreds of white lines across the rough stone. Oh, s***. Annabeth would be so mad like the time he went to Ogygia. He wondered if she still loves him.

Of course, she loves you, idiot. Percy sighed and walked around the room for what seemed like the millionth time. He looked around the stone room. Confined. Trapped. He put his trembling hand into his pocket and took out the pen. He uncapped it and it grew into a celestial bronze sword. Percy raised the sword over his head and brought it down onto the stone wall. It barely made a scratch.

He tried again but all he could make was a scratch in the wall. He brought the sword over and over again onto the poor wall and scratch by scratch, the wall broke. He drew another white line with his chalk-like rock. Another day. He turned back to the wall and it was completely fixed. Percy swore and tried again and frustration built up as the wall mended itself right in front of his eyes. He screamed in rage and mist clouded his sight. He stopped, confused. He looked down at his rations. Bread and a cup of water. But the water was gone. Steam floated through the air. Percy had created steam out of water.

He smiled and jumped around and laughed then stopped. If he could make steam out of the water than can he make water out of steam? Percy concentrated on cooling down the water and it slopped back into a dirty puddle on the floor. Annabeth would be proud of him. But the thought of Annabeth drew the smile from his face. Where was Annabeth now? Percy slid down the wall into a sitting position. He buried his face in his hands and sobbed. When would he get back to Annabeth? Why did he get picked up by Nyx? What was happening now that the Romans banished him? Percy cried and the water turned to ice. But he didn't notice.

After what seemed like three days of not sleeping Percy still didn't feel tired. He made the scratch on the wall and practised his water powers. He said practice to make himself feel better. It was more like playing video games on a pinball machine he made from ice. But even that became boring. Suddenly the iron door that led to freedom opened and the intoxicating smell of nature wafted into the room. Percy waited for the person who opened the door, namely Chaos, to come through and froze his head.

Chaos' fae was in the act of saying something when his head got engulfed in the ice cube so he looked like he was yawning. Because of the added weight of the ice, Chaos tripped over and the ice cube smashed as it contacted the ground.

"Ouch," Chaos said in a matter of fact tone and froze Percy's whole body. Percy was in the middle of laughing so he looked stupid. Chaos stood up as Percy tried to unmelt himself. Chaos just stood there with a grin on his face as the ice slowly began to melt. Once there was a puddle of steaming water on the floor, the two stared at each other with no expression. Chaos broke the ice (canned laughter here) by pulling Percy out into the palace.

"Why the f*** did you keep me in there for all those months! I could have died of boredom!" Percy screamed as he tried to punch Chaos in the face.

Chaos dodged and frowned, "I only put you in there for two hours. The palace was not ready. It had things that could kill you if you looked at them. Then I needed to do some other stuff cause Order is always pestering me."

Percy blinked and looked back into the room where he stayed for two hours and facepalmed as he saw how many lines he had drawn. Chaos smiled and lead him around the palace. It was overly decorated with sparkly things and extravagant lights and neon dangling things that hung from the roof. Percy stopped and tried not to be blinded by all the lights. Chaos frowned and said, "oops, forgot to take those down."

He waved his hand and the lights disappeared, leaving candles, flickering on the walls. Chaos then showed Percy the layout of the palace and where the garden was and where the kitchen was and the library and gym and basically everything you need. Then Chaos walked down a wide hallway in the back of the palace.

"There is your bedroom, bathroom and wardrobe," Chaos gestured to the doors and was about to walk off when Percy asked what the creepy wooden door at the end of the hallway was.

"Oh, that's just an old door. I renovated the palace and wasn't bothered to take down that door because it doesn't lead anywhere. Beyond the door is a stone wall. Don't worry about it," Chaos said a bit too smoothly.

"Okay," Percy said and walked into his room.

The room was giant with a king size bed, TV, gaming console, desk and personal library. He also had a walk-in closet. He marvelled at the room and waited until he thought Chaos was gone. Then he quickly ran out of his room and opened the creepy wooden door. Behind it was a stone wall, just as Chaos said but there was a small cube-shaped hole in the stone. Percy frowned at the weird indent put dismissed it and closed the door, heading back into his room. There, he lay on his bed, thinking about why Chaos had taken him in and what his friends were thinking. Frank was acting strange and he felt betrayed. At least Annabeth was with him. And all his other friends. He pulled the covers up and fell into a dreamless sleep.

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Leo woke up and rubbed his eyes. He wondered where he was. The last thing he remembered was being taken by Gaea. He couldn't see a thing. Where was Calypso? Leo stood up. The ground was metal and was cold to touch. So far there were no walls. He lit his finger on fire and the light illuminated the room he was in. It looked like he was in a cube of metal around five metres (10feet?) each length.

Leo set his whole body aflame and stepped forward to punch the wall and melt it but the floor melted beneath his feet. He quickly extinguished the fire and jumped away from the hole he created. Through the hole, he could see the camp. Why the heck was he in a flying metal cube? He created a bigger hole, braced himself and fell through it. He screamed but then, suddenly he felt himself riding on something. He felt for the metal dragons body, ready to thank it but then suddenly realised that it wasn't a metal dragon.

It was Blackjack. The pegasus flew Leo down to the metal dragon which was half buried in the dirt. Leo thanked the horse, not knowing if it would understand him and sat down next to Calypso who stared up at him.

Calypso looked up at him and shouted, "Are you okay?"

"I have no idea what happened but I'm fine," replied, smiling.

Suddenly, they both felt a blade to their necks and someone spoke, "Who are you and wh- "

The voice stuttered and choked out, "Leo?"

Really really extremely sorry for the extremely long wait. I'll try to be faster next time and have a longer chapter.