Hey guys, sorry for the space between updates; I was going to yesterday but I had a school dance (in a Camp Jupiter shirt) so... Anyway... There is a reference to Demigod Diaries in here for those who read and enjoyed it. It's almost turkey day! Yay! And thanks to woopsiesimontheinternet for the review which made me decide to stop being lazy and update! I AM NOT RR. Enjoy! :)

Sorry for OOCness and tipos -(funny every time)

Percy

Since the ship was damaged, Leo had decided to land where Percy, Annabeth, Hazel and Frank were, which was fine by Percy. In the sea he was in control; master of the sea, ruler of the creatures that dwelt there. In the air he felt so weak, so vulnerable and out of place; but, as soon as the oars got fixed he was home free. After the dragon he and Annabeth had shot out of the air in their little bubble and landed safely on the ground. It reminded him of their first kiss, which was somewhat bittersweet. During the past few months, everything had changed; no more Camp Half-Blood, no Grover, a new demigod camp, and, mostly, Jason. Percy felt ashamed, but he thought of himself pretty powerful. He was a son of one of the most powerful gods, the hero (sort of) of the Great Prophecy and the second Titan war, one of the seven demigods, and the second person ever to find their way out of Tartarus.

A/N- I know there will be controversy about that, but Nico doesn't count because Gaea took him out to keep him hostage. Anyway...

But now with 7 of them... he wasn't the hero anymore. Hazel could summon freaking illusions and grow mountains of gems from the ground, but she had her curse, and had come back from the dead... Frank could turn into animals of any kind, but he wasn't a really traditional hero. He was too insecure about himself and his powers, too prepared to fail. Leo joked and teased, but lately he had been more subdued, making witty marks only halfheartedly, his mind a world away. Piper's powers were cool, but she was also content with taking a backseat. Annabeth, well, Annabeth was a different story. Annabeth was part of him and his team. She made the plans, he screwed them up. Everyone worked together, but they all had their weaknesses, Percy as well, and they helped each other. And then there was Jason. His sandy blonde hair, his cool blue eyes- he even looked the part. He was the ideal leader, the perfect hero. Percy was no longer the star of the team. He sighed as he walked over to the Argo. Frank, Hazel, Piper, and Jason were sitting on the grass watching Leo rolling around laughing. Piper passed Annabeth a towel. He cursed himself. He was so wrapped up in his feelings he had completely forgotten that Annabeth couldn't stay dry in the water. He put his arm around her. She was shivering slightly in the warm Grecian weather, but she gave him a smile. Finally, Leo stopped laughing at Frank. He clutched his sides, gasping for air. Piper rolled her eyes and helped him up. He immediately keeled over again in a fit of silent giggles. Jason finally spoke.

"Leo says that we need supplies- some wood, gold, iron, and Snickers, for some reason. There's a village not to far from here that I saw when I was flying. I would go myself but..." He gestured to Leo who was on the ground again, laughing his head off, muttering a string of random words like, "Frank.", "is a girl", and "dragon". Percy nodded.

"I'll go with, err..."

"Me." Annabeth cut in. "So, you know, we don't get trapped in a suicidal quest looking for a fire breathing giant, drenched in sewer muck in the middle of the meatpacking district. Again."

"One time and your labeled for life." She punched him playfully in the arm.

"I'll go too." Frank said, looking uncomfortably at Leo

"Umm, guys?" Hazel interrupted. "Most of the stuff we need is in that pile by the dragon. I mean, it's pretty thick so I'm pretty sure that we can take an few layers off without much damage. I think, anyway. If worst comes to worst I can summon more. It's all really deep, but this place is loaded! I barely scratched the surface with that little pile over there." She pointed to the avalanche of treasure sitting in front of the cave, which rumbled as the dragon trapped inside bellowed in outrage."

"I'll help with that." added Jason

"And I'll find a way to shut up our captain." said Piper, looking at Leo like this was the most daunting task of all.

"Alright. Hazel and Jason, Leo and Piper, Percy and Frank and me." Said Annabeth. "Let's go!"

They trekked on through the mountainous region, cutting the grass in front of them with their swords, and listening to Annabeth drone on about the physical geography of Northern Greece.

"... I would hazard a guess that this would be an Alpine Climate, but I'm not 100 percent sure, because it's summer so it's harder to tell. For so few climates it does have tons of flora and fauna though, like snakes, eagles, and-"

"Scorpions?" Percy guessed, taking a few steps back.

"Umm, yeah. How'd you-"

"There's one on the rock by your foot. Get away." Annabeth scrambled back and Frank jumped as though scorched. Percy stood stock still in fear. The truth was he hated scorpions almost as much as Annabeth hated spiders. Fortunately that wasn't a problem in Manhattan or Long Island, but now...
The last time had been when Luke had taken out that pit scorpion and-
Suddenly his side felt like it had been split in two. He collapsed on the ground, clutching his chest. His fingers were soaked in blood. Annabeth and Frank rushed over worriedly.

"Percy!" shouted Annabeth, but her voice sounded oddly distorted. "Oh my gods. HELP!" she screamed, but no one was around to hear her. The air around him shimmered and a full scale illusion came into focus.

A black haired boy stood in the forest, so close, so unaware. The blonde haired one opened the hole. His hole. So close. He crawled onto his shoe and felt him shudder. They always did. Creeping up the pant leg, he waited. The blonde one disappeared. That was his cue. He jumped onto the boy's hand and bit him, but he swatted him away. He leaped into the air, but the boy brought his sword down and-

As soon as it had come, Percy's pain evaporated. His nausea disappeared and the blood on his hands began to slowly vanish.

"What the...?" He felt completely fine. Frank and Annabeth stared at him with their mouths wide open, and he realized something. Annabeth did too.

"But we're not in Tartarus!"

"How the-"

"Oh my gods."

"I saw a vision."

"The past?"

"The pit scorpion... and I was it..."

"At camp your first year, with Luke?"

"Yeah, but why..?" They both stopped and simultaneously looked at each other. They spoke in unison.

"The arai."

"Wait." said Annabeth, "Is it possible that before she died... one of them cursed us?"

"To feel all the pain we've ever inflicted..."

"Do you know what this means?"

"Yup." said Percy, sounding braver than he felt. "We are in a whole lot of trouble."