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"Jackson, Perseus" Aether's voice wasn't even shouting but every one in the massive hall heard.

I walked out of the line just like the others and proceeded to slowly walk past all of the Elite Commanders looking into their eyes for any signs of pain to signal I was with them. As I walked past all of them went on to their knees and screamed a dreadful sound that normally couldn't be possible. "AHHJSHAAAKKKKKK" It was hard to get what they were saying.

"GET HIM THE HELL AWAY NOW TO- AHHHHH!" Roared the boy who came from the ground.

"But what about the-?" Asked Aether

"DAMMIT AETHER! JUST TAKE HIM TO 62! TAKE HIM TO 62 NOW! AND CALL A HIGH ENTITY MEETING!" Interrupted the 14 year old one.

She yelped and grabbed me by the arm and lead me off stage."What happened, why were they shouting 62."

She ignored me and signalled for two guards to come. One had fair skin and blonde hair, the rest of his features were covered by a long cloak with a hood. The other had a darker complexion. His eyes were a deep brown and he had short

"Listen, you gotta take him to 62. You understand? Tell them he's the package." They nodded in understanding.

"Is he One Of Them?" asked the hooded one.

"Possibly" Aether said.

"Got it!"

I couldn't take this. "Hey! Hey! I ain't going anywhere till you tell me what that was. Obviously that doesn't normally happen so tell me what did I do to them?"

She sighed "If I promise to tell you when we get there, will you be quiet?"

"Fair enough. But you better tell me." The last part I muttered.

"Good. Diggs, open the portal."

'Diggs' responded by throwing down a small canister that looked like a grenade which expanded into a swirling vortex.

She then shoved me through it. I caught her last words. "See you on the other side kiddo."

I tumbled and turned making me feel like I was going to be sick. All I could see was bright colors shifting, swirling and shaping as they changed. I knew I was moving but it felt like I was seeing stuff. Kinda like the intro to that weird British show Leo mentioned. Dr. Whoot or something like that. When they're in that blue box bouncing every where. I was the box. I carried on like that for about an hour but time probably changes as you go through here. Let 's just all agree it was the worst hour of my life.

I tumbled out onto fresh ground face-planting. I was just so used to this I got up and looked around without saying a word. I was in a concrete room empty of everything except me, the portal and where I had landed which was grass. A moment later two figures came out of the portal, I recognized them as my two guards. A moment later a couple more came through.

"This way" Said one of the guards, talking to walked towards one of the concrete walls and appeared to be talking to it. "We have The Package, it's also possible he's One Of Them."

Immediately after he says this one of the walls goes up revealing a corridor where at the end was two double doors. Both of the two guards walked in front of me and started heading down in silence. I wasn't going to take any of this any longer.

I ran into Blondie tackling him NFL style, He was out for the count. Diggs threw up his forearms like an offensive lineman blocking a defensive back, but I slipped to the side, pushed the man's elbow down and away, caught his head, and rolled him into the floor. Third of a second once contact was made, and I was on his feet, watching one of the other guards, a muscular man rush toward me in slow motion as the two other men, even more slowly, jumped to their feet. The muscular man reached under his shirt even as he pushed past the other guards. I didn't not try to stop the gun; I rolled my hand under the man's wrist, drove the man's arm over and back, and pulled him backward and down. I had the gun before the man slammed into the floor, and hit him on the forehead with it two hard times. I then lunged at one of the first ones to get up but he side-stepped me and threw a right hook which I ducked and then I sent out a roundhouse kick which made him back up. He then brought out a weapon, A taser in fact. I then pounced on him and ended up with me in a head lock, I punched his torso and saw it had little effect so I punched him in his family jewels. He crumpled down onto his knees releasing me, I then grabbed his taser and shocked him making him unconscious. I tackled another, a linebacker drilling a quarterback from the blindside, a clean shoulder-to-shoulder hit that arched his spine. The gun clattered from his hand and skittered away from us. But I still kept coming, driving his legs, finishing the hit. In the moments after landing that hit I let my body relax.I grinned, I needed that fight so bad.

"Ughhh..." someone groaned. I turned, Blondie was waking up, so I shocked him twice with the taser, he grunted, and went limp. I then walked by myself towards the door to get some answers once and for all.

None of you mortals got the answer to that last Trivia Question! Unlucky!

Trivia answer: He is seen wearing a Red Sox jersey, jeans, and white tennis shoes.

This weeks Trivia Question: What is the name of the Author of PJO, HOO etc.?

The reason this is so short is because I spent a lot of time on that fight scene trying to make it fit, I hope it's good. Another reason is that I couldn't make a way for the continuation from this scene to the next to happen without it sounding right as you read it, I already have the chapters planned in my head but I need more time to make it all fit together.

Thank you for reading and remember to review!

Peace out,

PJ's Apprentice