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Five guards surrounded two figures and had them pinned against the wall. Two guards held knives to their throats. Three guards sat in chairs playing cards around Chaos' intricately carved desk. And four guards stood at guard by each of the five tall doors. Wow, there's a lot of guards.

Now you could say that the two figures were cooperating. But that would be lying, not like I don't. One was figure was struggling. Yelling out very long strings of cusses and then repeating them again in Ancient Greek.

The speaker was obviously female. And she looked punk. With black spiky hair and several piercings, you couldn't exactly call her gothic. She was about, eh, fifteen.

But the second figure had no problem standing still and looking at the large knife pointed at his throat. With a short wispy beard, he looked male. But they could be from that one planet with all the beards... And he had long horns spiraling out from the sides of his head. But his hooves and furry hindquarters proved that he was a satyr. And there was only one gender in that group. (A/N: They have NEVER mention any female satyrs and I am going to keep it that way!)

They were Thalia Grace and Grover Underwood. Though they looked extremely different, well, Grover did, they are definitely my old friends. And after I got out of my surprise, I decided that if I don't want them beheaded, I better intervene. And I sure as hell don't want that to happen.

"Stop," I said simply. What do you want me to say? Halt?

All the guards snapped to attention and some cards flew up as one guard nearly had a heart attack. When Thalia and Grover looked our way, there eyes grew a little bigger. But when they saw Nico, their mouths nearly hit the marble floor. One of the guards stepped forward, hesitantly in front of them.

"I am the head of this division, my ladies and lord," he said. He bowed to each of us, excluding Nico, before continuing. "We found these intruders in Chaos' office. They claim to know nothing. What do you wish for us to do with them?"

"Leave us, so that we may speak with them," Chaos said, smiling a bit evilly. She winked at me, her smile growing wider. Oh, boy. This will not be good at all.

The guards quickly left the room nearly running over each other in the race to get to the door They probably saw the wink and thought that I was going to begin a interrogation.

When we were alone, Thalia and Grover were still staring at Nico. Who in turn was shifting uncomfortably and looking anywhere but them. After a few seconds of silence and staring, we began to grow impatient. Well, Chaos did and gave me a look that said, 'End this, now.' So I cleared my throat and snapped them out of their revere, much to Nico's relief.

But Thalia seemed to have found her voice again. Thankfully, cusses did not escape her mouth Instead, she asked on of the most obvious questions she ever could have. "Who the hell are you?" But after that, she just kept inquiring, question after simple question. "Where are we? Why are we here? Who were those guys?" She kept going, her expression growing harder and harder every second. Well, until she ran out of obvious questions. But when she was done, she looked at us, expecting us to answer every question she had asked. And if not, to force us to, probably. By the time she had finished, her voice was totally demanding us to give her what she wanted. Her eyes were fierce and she had her spear pointed at my throat.

Chaos and Lexi stood back, knowing that I could defend myself perfectly well. But that didn't stop Lexi from glaring at Thalia so hard, I had no don't that she wanted to cut her head off. And Nico had a pained look an his face.

"Thalia, stop! He's-," Nico began to say anxiously.

"You shut UP!" Thalia snapped. She swung her spear in Nico's direction before returning it to my neck. "Now I want some freakin' answers!"

Ah, it appears that she's still good ol' Thalia. With the ferociousness of a tiger, bravery of a bear, and words more poisonous than the strongest snake venom. Dear Chaos, am I in a bit of trouble. But, then again, when am I not?

"Thalia, he's-," Nico tried again, but, of course, in vain.

"Keep talking and you won't be able to, traitor!" Thalia yelled. Oh no... maybe she's reminded of Luke?

I could tell that the guards were wanting to rush inside. After all, an interrogation by me is usually filled with screams of forgiveness, not answers. And three other presences had frozen at the corner of the intersection. I could sense them creeping slowly closer and closer until they were outside a door. No guards were there to stop them from eavesdropping. Not like you couldn't hear Thalia within twenty feet away. Before I could say anything, Chaos looked at Lexi and I pointedly. She raised a finger and signaled us to shut up and wait.

Thalia, of course, saw it and took it the wrong way. She tried to jam her spear into my neck. It, in turn, snapped like a pathetic little twig. Five splintered pieces fell with a clatter to the polished floor. Thalia, looking shocked, held the broken shaft in her hand. And Grover looked just as surprised.

Dropping the shaft, Thalia drew her bow. She quickly notched a silver arrow and backed away slowly. She shot the arrow as soon as she was by Grover's side. If not for the blessing (Because it is definitely not a curse) and the cloak the arrow would've gone right through my heart. The arrow looked like any one of the huntresses arrows, but I could tell the difference. It was, on Earth, indestructible. Dipped in the Styx in fact. But the arrow shattered on impact. Thalia narrowed her eyes and dropped her bow.

"Who the hell are you!" she yelled.

"Alpha," I replied simply. She was about to speak but I raised my hand and signaled for her to shut up and wait a second. Turning quickly on my heel, I walked silently over to the door to my left and grasped the golden handle. And behind it were three unsuspecting figures that I had identified. I swung open the door and said, quite loudly, "Sorry, but am I interrupting you eavesdropping?"

Zoe, Luke, and Bianca scrambled back in surprise before stopping all at once in shock. Luke was the first to recover and speak, bowing quickly.

"Sorry, my lord. We were just seeing what the commotion was. We'll be leaving now," he said hurriedly. He and the newly recovered Zoe grabbed the arms of Bianca, who was still frozen, and began to haul her off.

Thalia and Grover couldn't see who it was. And apparently didn't even recognize the voice or else they would probably have gasped. But Nico understood right after Luke had began speaking and was craning his neck. He was most likely looking for his sister but was met with the sight of her being hauled off.

"No. I think your curious to see why your old friends are here. Come on in. There are some explanations in order," I said, knowing perfectly well that they had to listen or face the consequences. A little warily and slowly the group turned around. I gave them a little nod and opened the door wider. They looked a little happier, that I didn't punish them, maybe. But that was quickly wiped away when I gave them my famous lopsided grin. You wouldn't have guess that they had ever smile they looked so sad... almost depressed. Well, except Zoe.

The group then slowly walked forward, as if they knew they were walking to their deathbeds. Which you wouldn't have normally been able to tell the difference. But this was no where even remotely close to normal. At least, for Thalia and Grover it isn't.

The groups both froze in place when they saw each other. Grover and Thalia looked like they had both saw not just a ghost, but a drunk ghost that was riding a gorilla and was about to kill them slowly and painfully. Their eyes were the size of saucers and they looked pale.

But, before they could speak or any chaos between them could break out, a large explosion sounded to the right. The wall had been blasted to pieces. And, in the midst of all the rubble, moke, and dust a figure could be seen... OH HOLY SHIT!

"Is that a... bunny?" Nico asked incrediously.

"No, Nico. That is not a bunny, not even close..." I said slowly. And I know that many lives will be lost by the hand of the one mistaken for a bunny...

Please Review!

Ok... I am having a bit o trouble deciding who Thalia should be with... Review and put either:

TN: for Thalia and Nico

TL: for Thalia and Luke

Haha... that was funny and random... you shall not know why...