AN: Hey guys! Back to usual length of chapters! This one is from Frank's POV. Thank you to everyone who reads this and has faved, followed, reviewed the works! Please continue to do so because I haven't been getting any and they really do motivate me to write. After then end of July I may start posting more. Maybe! I have a lot of plot to get through! Soory about these cliffhangers lately! #sorrynotsorry! Just kidding! Enjoy!

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"Yea. I really wonder what's taking them so long." I raised my eyebrows at Percy, Nico and Annabeth, and they all shrugged. Nico had a faint look of horror and fear on his face and Annabeth and Percy had matching looks of nervousness. This made me scared. Hazel, my girlfriend, the girl I loved was in there. They all showed negative feelings to what they think happened in there. Was there something going on that everybody else except me knows about?

Walking into the kitchen, I'm greeted by what looks like an unconscious Hazel with an unconscious Will. WHAT?

I realize I screamed out loud when the three of them look at me, and Nico runs to their sides as I run to Hazel's. Annabeth and Percy step back together, with Annabeth putting a shaky hand over her mouth. She murmurs something over and over again. I barely hear it, immersed in the state of panic I'm in.

"No. No, NO, NO, NO!" Despite being a son of Mars I had my breaking point. My weakness now isn't just the wood. I cradle her heavy, lifeless head in my hand. I look beside me, and I try to assess Will through this haze of terror I'm in.

I'm only able to see Nico leaning over Will, with fear in his eyes, not panic. As if he knew something, or was waiting for it. "Gods, not now. Why now? Are we not allowed peace? THREE FUCKING YEARS GUYS!" He yells at the sky. Not a wise move.

He moves to Hazel's side. He kisses her forehead, holding the other side of her head in his hands. I shake my head. I'm on the verge of tears. Tears of fear. Fear that we'll all lose everything we've fought so hard to keep. Nico though, has his partner and sister in this condition. I put my hand on his shoulder, clasping it, trying to calm him, like a brother in law, not a general to a comrade.

"You seem to know. What is it?" I ask him, by then Percy is on the floor, bracing Hazel's back against the cupboard. Annabeth is observing her features.

"They're in a vision." It's all he says. Percy nods as he takes a place beside him. I observe her alone, and I see familiarity in her features. I remember her looking like this when she took me into her vision on our quest to Alaska. I was so stupid, too blinded by emo=ion to notice before.

Then I remember. She hasn't had a natural flashback since she shared one with me on the quest. Except for the self-induced one with Leo on the Argo II. I look at Will. He looks the same as Hazel. Her wouldn't induce one on purpose with Will, as far as I know. There was nothing that really had to do with Will and correlated with the godly shit. Except for the fact that we're all kind of related in some way, but that's it. That shit isn't even legit. SO it had to be the work of a god/ goddess having them all meet at the same time, sucked into a vision together, a hand on his shoulder. I remember Percy telling me about how Demeter I think had them all meet up well Nico him and Thalia to do something for her.

I shake my head and look at the sky. I look down quickly. Being praetor and son of Mars doesn't mean that I'm allowed to do stuff like that.

Annabeth pipes up. "They don't look unconscious that's for sure." She opens their eyelids. "Yeah. They're not. From what I see and know from what I've been told, they look like they're in a flashback." She steps back, pondering. Percy puts an arm around her shoulder. Before we start deciding what to do, I kiss Hazel, deeply. Pouring love into it that she will not feel ad passion she can't sense. I don't care. About our friends that surround us or her brother next to me. I kiss her like it's the last time I ever will. I know it won't. Her lips are soft, and move with mine, with barely an action of her own. I move to kiss her forehead, and it's only us for a second as I get up. Nico plants a firm kiss on Will as well and gets up. I speak first.

"You guys seem to know something that I don't. Spill please." Nobody seems to mind my urgency or slight rudeness. I shouldn't take it out on them. Then I remember how Hazel snapped at me. It was a bit strange yeah, and she yelled sometimes, but never like that. There was something else in her eyes. I glance at her, slouched against the cupboard door. Did something happen to each of them?

I hadn't really fully dismissed the incident but it momentarily slipped from my mind. How foolish I was to think that after 3 years, peace would finally come. Even in New Rome.

Nico goes first, telling his story. A slightly modified version, I could tell because he stuttered and blushed at some parts, the pink contrasting his slightly pale skin. He had snapped at Will too. He looked ashamed that he hadn't said something and apologized. Annabeth told me that she noticed something, as did I, but figured they would be fine. She apologized too. As they all reiterated, nothing in our world is a coincidence.

"The same thing kind of happened to us. We were talking about the peace in New Rome when I mentioned, like something about the offerings in her dad's shrine, as a joke, but she snapped at me. There was something in her eyes. A completely different kind of fury. She yelled before, but at things that made sense. Never like this." I shook my head. "How foolish I was." I cradle my head in my elbows, giving myself 5 seconds to bathe in self-pity. "We should IM camp half blood." Nico went right away to get his prism and drachma. We were talking to them within seconds. Iris seemed to sense how important this was.

We were greeted by Piper, Chiron, Leo, Calypso and Rachel. Apparently Jason had left a bit earlier. "Hey guys!" Leo said, without his usual conviction. "We were just about to call you. We have news," He paused and I could see he was looking at us all individually, reading our faces, seeing who was and wasn't present. "And by the looks of it… so do you." He pointed at us, and the best I could muster that rose from my sea of thoughts was a small, tired smile.


We exchanged stories. Taking up a familiar rhythm from all the times we did this before. Our story though, of eating lunch together then discovering Hazel and Will in a flashback was pale and uneventful in comparison to theirs's of Rachel's weird feeling, and interrogating the mortal in the Big House.

"Wow." I said, seriously amazed by all they did that day and managed to find out. Which was that the dude's sister was temporarily back from the dead. Like she escaped Death, and then was caught again. He kind of had that anger thing that Hazel and Nico did as well. It caused me to dispose of my first theory, that it was something with Children of the underworld, and because, the kid, Matt was well, mortal.

"Yeah. Wow." Calypso gave a small smile, laced with sympathy for Nico and I. Although I appreciated it, I didn't need it, it would make me feel worse. By the strained look on Nico's faced, I could tell he felt the same way.

"It's remarkable that so many things have happened in one day. AT both camps too, but not with contrasting events. We won't be enemies this time." Chiron says, his eyes full of wisdom, and millennia of knowledge. He was waiting for someone to say something. Piper says it first.

"One thing we've learned from being demigods, is that nothing that happens is a coincidence. This all correlates. Somehow. We just need to figure it out." Piper looks determined, and Chiron develops a small smile. A teacher taking pride in the knowledge of his students.

I glance back in time to see Percy whispering something in Annabeth's ear, she replying the same way. Their faces are stony and I know we all share the same look of determination. To do whatever it is the world needs us to. Annabeth nods at Percy, a seal of approval.

"I think it could be a curse. Set on everyone who had someone in their family who escaped Death or whatever. I know how they work, I've had enough in my lifetime." He has a slight sneer on his face, surely remembering the depths of Tartarus.

"Yeah maybe. You said Hazel and Nico acted the same way, but it's not just an underworld child thing. So you guys don't know yet if they each have a relative who could escape, right?" She puts emphasis on yet, and I remember their mothers' deaths. Each having something to do with a god or monster, or whatever. We all nod. "I know it has something to do with Thanatos though. Death and Nyx. Definitely. I can feel it in my bones! Maybe Nyx is mad, holding a grudge, and cursed everyone, even mortals?" It seems like a really good and valid theory.

"Yes. Gods, are unfortunately allowed to curse mortals." Chiron frowns. "But it's usually only for messing up their orders at the Chinese restaurant, nothing big like this." He shakes his head.

"Where's the mortal, err, Matt now?" Annabeth asks, her brain, I can tell moving a mile a minute.

"He's on his merry way out now. But we got some of his information." Leo says and takes a piece of paper from his pocket, "A cell number?" Leo nods, pleased. "Yeah."

"You guys should go find Jason so we can talk about this thoroughly with him. We can't come to any conclusions or plan anything without him." Annabeth says again, looking a bit tired all of a sudden, and I realize I do a bit as well.

Then we hear scream. I do a quick survey, and carefully but swiftly, observe Hazel and Will. They look the same, breathing quickly, undisturbed. Everyone is fine, and I realize it's coming from the IM. I look at Nico and Percy's eyes as they widen and I slowly realize who the screams and shouts belong to. Jason.

Piper within a heartbeat, yells "JASON! JASON!" She takes off running unsheathing her dagger, with Leo and Calypso on her heels. Each with weapons ready.

It's suddenly all too much for me. I find a chair and heavily sit in it, and say, "What the fuck? Holy gods." Over and over again. I will have to get up soon. I have to. I give myself five seconds again, in those, just thinking what the fuck? Now? Two simple questions. I stand up to see Nico trying to get another drachma to make another IM to follow them and try to find Jason with them, and I find myself helping with the prisms.

All in one day, I can't help but think as we connect, Annabeth rubbing Percy's head, and Hazel and Will each breathing louder and faster.