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Chapter 6: I Spring My Friends from Jail

Hades and Hypnos entered the room. Eros was right behind them. I shook my head. "Eros, you will know what's going on when the other's do. I'm sorry, but I have to formulate a plan first."

He glowered but nodded and left.

I turned to Hypnos. "Tartarus pulled me to him in my dream state."

Hypnos froze. "That is not suppose to happen."

I barked a laugh. "I was not suppose to happen. Everything about me was not suppose to happen!"

Hades snickered. "True."

I turned to Hades. "Do you know when a monster has reformed?"

He gave a hesitant nod. "It's difficult to tell, but if the monster is powerful, it's easier. Who?"

"Damasen the Giant and Iapetus the Titan."

Hades closed his eyes and then shook his head. "I'll have to go to the Underworld. I can't do it here. What do you want from me if they have reformed."

I smiled. "Hypnos go and find out how Tartarus could do this." He nodded and left. Once the door was closed I spoke to Hades. "Use your new sword to get them out."

Hades stared at me. "Clever boy. I'll try." He gave me a sly glance. I groaned.

"You will earn a reward if you succeed. Now go and do it."

He smiled and vanished.

I stumbled out of bed. My body clock told me it was four. I sighed. Might as well research that little, time portal thing Leo wants.

Underworld – POV Change

Hades sighed and stared at Nico. "Here goes nothing." He raised his sword and closed his eyes. Nico watched at the keys started glowing. Hades started chanting in the Ancient Greek language.

Tartarus' Prisons

Damasen sighed. This was the hundredth time they tortured him for information about Percy. The only reason they let him reform was because Tartarus wanted information about that demigod. He started. His body was glowing. It was tingling. The torturers stared at him. Damasen heard a voice in his head. Damasen, son of Gaea and Tartarus, antithesis of Ares, I summon you from the pit. Damasen gasped and blacked out.

Tartarus' Prisons

Bob paced his prison and froze and stared at his hand. It was glowing. Was this another trick of Tartarus? He almost shouted when he heard a voice in his ear. Instinctively, he grabbed Small Bob. Iapetus, son of Uranus and Gaea, Titan of Mortality, alias Bob, I summon you from the pit...I also summon…Small Bob. He tightened his hold on Small Bob and blacked out.

Underworld

Hades sighed in relief. He slumped against his throne. Nico gasped suddenly. He was staring at an empty space in the room, his eyes were glazed slightly. Hades stared at his son. Had he gone mad?

"Yes, Percy. I'll tell him. Yeah, it worked. Iapetus and Damasen are unconscious in the next room. No the trip just took it out of them. They'll be fine soon. Okay." He blushed. "Thanks…" Nico's eyes turned normal again. "You heard him right? I don't have to repeat?"

Hades opened his mouth slightly and tilted to the left. "Heard who? Nico, are you feeling alright?"

Nico stared at him and blinked. "You mean you didn't see Percy?"

Hades shook his head. "No. Was he here?" He gave his son a closer look. "You should probably rest. You've been working too hard with the undead soldiers."

Nico stamped his foot. "I'm not going crazy. Percy appeared before me! He told me that he wanted to see you immediately. He was happy that the summoning was a success."

Hades glanced at the space where Nico had been staring. "I did not see him, but I will return to his villa. You, stay here, go to Camp Jupiter, or return to your ship cabin thing…"

Nico nodded. "Yes, father." Hades gave him a pat on the head and vanished.

Percy's Villa – POV Change

I stared at the blank wall.

"Care to explain why Nico saw you, but I did not?"

I chuckled. "I appeared to him through trance. Only demigods can see me, no one else can. It will appear as if they are talking to thin air."

Hades nodded. I turned to him. "Come here." He stepped closer. I smiled and took his hand. "Your reward, sir."

He breathed a little easier. He had looked exhausted when he came. "That…feels wonderful. Absolutely…exhilarating." I smiled.

"Don't get completely used to it. Power is addictive. I don't want to become a drug that you will have to withdraw from." Hades nodded soberly.

I nodded to him. He flushed slightly when he realized that I had just dismissed him. I sighed. "Sorry. How are Damasen and Iapetus?"

He glared at me slightly. "Don't forget your place. They're doing fine."

I nodded. "I'm sure you have plenty of things to be doing. Oh! Thanatos? Does he side? Or is he neutral?"

"Neutral. Death has no preferences."

I chuckled. "That's not what Eros told me."

Hades smirked. "Very well, he has no political preferences."

I smiled. "Any other creatures of the Underworld?"

Hades sighed. "They would side with Kronos and chaos. That means they would want to fuel Zeus."

I groaned. "Remind me never to underestimate them. I'm used to stupid monsters and half-wit Cyclopes."

Hades smiled. He nodded to me and left.

I slumped against my seat. The room seemed to dim slightly and grow cold.

How are you faring little god? To win the war, but lose control? Or to lose the war and lose your pride?

Shut it, Kronos.

It's a win-win for me. No matter who wins, I will rise. This time I won't have to deal with idiotic demigods. It came out as a growl.

I snickered. Kronos, you will lose. You will always lose. It will never be in the cards for you to win. It. Just. Won't. Happen.

We shall see little god…we shall see…

The room relit itself, and I straightened. There was a knock on my door. "Who is it?"

"Luke."

"Come in."

The door opened. "Hello Luke." I turned and shook my head. "I still can't get used to your changes. Same voice, different body."

Luke shrugged. "You're actions are spoken of in Elysium. Is it true that you and Annabeth survived Tartarus and escaped?"

I nodded. "It's true."

He shuffled his feet. "I wanted to say that I'm sorry. I…for killing you. Almost killing you, I mean. Several times…" He fought the flush in his cheeks. I smiled and stood up to give a bro hug.

"It's fine, bro. I mean, I didn't like the pit scorpion thing, but I forgive you."

He stared at me. "Just like that?"

I nodded. "Not really. I honestly hated your guts for a long while until I escaped Tartarus. Then I understood."

He frowned in confusion. "Understood?"

I nodded. "I was heading for college. I was around your age. Feelings of discontent and frustration were inside me. If I had been in your situation, I definitely would have found it hard to refuse Kronos' cunning words."

I settled back into my chair and reclined. My hands rested on the arm rests. I gazed at him. He nodded thoughtfully, taking in everything I said. He stared at me. I sighed. "Yes?"

"You have his presence. The same intimidating presence of Kronos."

I sighed. "His power is in me. I'm pretty much who he is, except for the destruction."

Luke nodded. "You're still Percy. Same, same, but…" He shook his head. "You're older though. You're more…warlike…more…" He sighed. "More tired."

I sighed. "Yes…I am tired. Very tired. Now that I'm a god, I can't die. I can't rest, not really…I…" My image flickered. My fist clenched. I cried out in agony. Luke stepped closer to me.

"Percy?! What's wrong?!"

I growled. My Roman avatar flicked and vanished. "Betrayal. The Romans have betrayed Frank and Renya. They're fighting each other…Roman against Roman...against Greek…" I clutched my head and cried out again. Luke blanched. My cries turned to screams.

The other gods rushed in. They stared at Luke.

"H-he just…s-st-started screaming! I-I didn't do any-anything!" Luke was scared. Hades nodded.

"Luke's telling the truth. I feel that the demigods are fighting again."

Apollo stared at me with deep concern. "Why aren't we feeling anything?"

Poseidon held me tightly. Mom and Paul rushed in too. Mom clung to me. I could see tears in her eyes. I had stopped screaming, but I was panting heavily. The pain was excruciating. I could barely think. I could barely register what was going on around me.

Hermes spoke up. "Percy is the god of demigods. He is feeling the pain, both mental and physical, of the demigods. There is no more unity among his subjects. He is feeling what we felt when the Romans and the Greeks fought. Whenever demigods fight against each other, no matter they're ancestors, Percy will feel agony at being split."

Eros spoke, his voice just above a whisper. "Both groups are praying to their god. Both wish his blessing. Percy is being torn in two…"

My mom screamed at them. "Do something!"

Apollo rushed forward and whispered something. I fell asleep.

POV Change

Poseidon looked at his son. "What do we do?"

Athena looked up. Her eyes flashed. "We stopped them."

Nemesis became thoughtful. "My sister, Eris, is obviously going to be in the thick of it. I can stop her easily enough."

Hecate nodded. "I will help."

Poseidon started to speak when Athena stopped him. "Romans will not listen to Neptune, nor will they listen to Minerva." She looked angry.

Apollo nodded. "Artemis isn't here, so I'll go."

Hermes nodded. "Apollo, Hecate, and Nemesis. Eros, sow arrows of friendship and platonic love." Eros nodded and vanished. The others soon vanished too.

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