Hey guys what's up? I've decided that I am going to try a chapter from Frank's point of view. And to those of you waiting for that spin-off from my other story I'd just like to let you know that I am writing the first chapter as well and have a pretty good idea of how the plot will go.

Disclaimer: I do not own Percy Jackson or heroes of Olympus they belong to Rick Riordan, not me.

Frank couldn't really make sense of what he just saw. Annabeth appeared to him translucent yet she was not dead. Part of him wanted to play it off as a dream, but he could feel that he'd be signing the death warrants of his friends. He knew that Gaea had Annabeth and Leo, but where was Percy? Annabeth insisted that the son of Poseidon was not dead.

The son of Mars had immediately spent a good half an hour waking everyone up so he could tell them about what he had seen. Would they believe him? It wasn't exactly logical, seeing Annabeth when she wasn't really there, but how else could he explain it? He could tell everyone was extremely angry about him disturbing what little sleep they could manage to scrape up. Frank didn't think they'd mind too much once he told them why.

"This better be good." Jason sighed irritably.

The former prater of the Roman camp looked exhausted. Not that Frank could blame him. With both Percy and Annabeth gone he had to take charge of the group, on top of that his best friend had been abducted by the winds. Frank couldn't help but feel grateful he wasn't in the same position as the son of Jupiter. The others yawned in agreement as they rubbed the sleep from their eyes.

Frank bit his lip, "I just saw Annabeth."

Suddenly no one seemed so sleepy anymore. All four demigods straitened and looked at him in shock. He could tell that they didn't know what to think. Hope glistened in their eyes, well, almost all of their eyes. Nico's dark brown eyes held their skepticism.

"So she and Percy are out of Tartarus?" Hazel asked him as a smile grew on her face. "They're safe."

"Safe as in the sense that they are trapped under Gaea's thumb as well as Leo, but yes they aren't in Tartarus."

Piper blinked, "Leo's alive? Wait, did you say they're trapped under Gaea's thumb?"

Frank went on to explain how Annabeth had shown herself to him and what she had said. They all seemed to slowly believe in him less and less. He had to have been crazy with worry, he was hallucinating. After all Percy was like a long lost brother to him and Annabeth was one of his first friends on Argo (well, if he didn't include Hazel and Percy). Somehow, the young Roman demigod knew he had to get his point across to the others. The lives of Percy and Annabeth and Leo depended on it.

"Come on Hazel, you and I both know Percy used his dream to contact Tyson and tell him where Ella was. He even figured out why Gaea was after him." Frank pointed out. "So is it too far fetched to say Annabeth tried to contact me in the same way."

"I guess not." Hazel admitted. "But do you think Nico would be able to track her and Leo, and let's not forget we have absolutely no idea where Percy is."

Jason shook his head and looked at Nico, "Dose Percy go missing like this often?"

"Yes and no." the son of Hades shifted on his feet. "I know that he went missing sometime during their mission in the Labyrinth and the only other god who had tried to imprison him was my dad. And then there is when Hera had taken him. There was also a time that some skeletons were trying to kidnap him."

"Well I think Annabeth should know where he is once we save her and Leo it shouldn't be too hard to find him." Frank pointed out. The others nodded in agreement. "Nico, do you think you can locate them?"

"I don't even know where they are." He protested.

"Yeah," Piper agreed, "But you're a son of Hades, remember, can't you track their life energies or something?"

Nico began running his shoe along the deck of Argo. He was clearly deep in thought. Frank hoped that maybe he was trying to search for Annabeth and Leo. After what seemed like forever Nico spoke up.

"I can faintly sense their life forces, but we have to get closer." He murmured. "I can't shadow travel that far without killing myself."

Frank released a breath that he hadn't realized he had been holding. There was a chance that they could get their friends back, all in one piece. No matter how slim that chance was, he knew they were all willing to take it.

"We have a problem though." Jason's voice almost came out in a whisper. "We still need someone to close the doors of death from the inside."

The morbid idea hit them all like a freight train. How could they have forgotten such a crucial detail to their whole quest? Someone will have tho enter Tartarus and close the doors from the other side. The excitement of saving their friends faded to small warmish flutters in their chests. A silent agreement came to them to try to get sleep, but Frank was restless and he decided to pace the deck.

The night air was chilly and bit at his skin. Frank had noticed his fathers blessing had made him a little bit more nimble on his feet and he actually felt for once he had full control of himself. His biggest fear after receiving a make over worthy of Aphrodite was the reactions of the others, especially Hazel, but it seems that they've all sort of adjusted to his new appearance. To bad he felt like the blessing was useless when his friends were wondering the depths of the most horrible prison in the world. Frank thought back to Percy and Annabeth, he knew he was probably going to receive some playful taunts from the son of Poseidon.

Percy was a nice guy, Frank knew that if the roles were reversed Percy would not stop or rest until his friends were safe (unless Annabeth was around to force him). The son of Mars had to admit he looked up to Percy Jackson. Even after losing everything the guy kept going. That's what Frank would do, he'd keep on moving forward.

"You should get some rest." Frank nearly jumped out of his skin at the sound of his voice. Turning he saw Hazel's brother Nico standing at the side of the boat. The son of Mars really felt bad about feeling so uncomfortable around Nico, but being around the son of Hades was like standing inches from death (which Frank knew what that was like). "I'll tell the boat what to do."

"If anyone needs sleep it's you." Frank insisted. Despite the rest Nico had received the whole boat knew nightmares of both Tartarus and the jar he had been trapped in haunted him.

"I have to help Percy. He wouldn't take a break if one of his friends were in danger so I wont either."

Frank smiled, "I guess great minds think alike."

Nico bit his lip, "So Annabeth wasn't able to tell you where Percy was?"

"No." Frank shook his head. "But I'm sure you'll be able to sense his life energy like you are Annabeth and Leo's."

The son of Hades eyes became glassy as if he was holding back tears. Frank couldn't tell if he was frustrated or if he was morning.

"I can't sense Percy's life energy..." Nico whispered. Frank felt his heat sink to the bottom of the ocean. Could Percy actually be dead? Annabeth had been so insistent that he wasn't.

"Is he...?" The young Roman demigod couldn't finish his question.

"If he was dead I'd be able to sense it. Percy's just...gone. I can't feel his life force anywhere."

"What do you think it means?" Frank asked he could hear a crack of fear in his own voice. Nico averted his gaze to his feet shamefully.

"Nothing good."

Sorry if this chapter isn't as good as my others. I am not as well versed with Frank's personality as I am Percy's and Annabeth's and both Leo and Calypso are easier to write about because they've both been through a lot. Please REVIEW.