Chapter Nine

~3rd Person's POV~

One Month later...

For the last month everyone has been having meetings on Olympus in the universe of the 'Balancers' because apparently they were in a field in Iceland. Who knew.

Since Percy was taken, Michaela had cried out and has been in a comatose state.

Apollo tried everything he could think of, even the vial of her blood medicine.

The gods and demi-gods were trying to get into contact with the Primordials and Chaos. But, every attempt failed.

There have been attacks here and there from Erebus's army, but nothing too hard.

Now, on a Saturday during lunch, Annabeth came up with an idea. "Tartarus."

There were several 'What' heard and questionable stares.

"Tartarus came and helped them before. And, Michaela seems close to him." Annabeth explained.

"How are we going to get in contact with him?" Clarisse asked, doubtfully.

"Michaela told Percy once to imagine the place and remember your experience there. It worked for him. Something with Tartarus's essence." Luke said, while eating and not really paying attention.

Annabeth closed her eyes and thought of her experience and she pictured what Tartarus had looked like last month.

Suddenly, there was a shadow like portal appeared. Tartarus, himself stepped out.

"Daughter of Athena, what do I owe this pleasure?" He said, respectfully with a small smile.

"We need help. Percy was taken. And, Michaela... she's in a comatose state. She's not responding." Annabeth said, on the verge of tears.

With those small sentences, Tartarus sobered up. "What happened?" He asked her softly.

"Percy was taken by Erebus, and when that happened Michaela cried out and collapsed." She replied, sniffing.

Tartarus waved his hand, and everyone appeared in the Olympian throne room. The gods on their thrones, three sets of thrones for each universe, and the demi-gods appeared on chairs.

There were several flashes of light.

"Everyone meet the Primordial council."

~MsPenguingirl1234.