Ok I worked really hard to go by the advice and please you all. I decided to be nice and clear some things up in this chapter

Percy POV

The pain in my leg was constant, never residing, never dulling, never gone, persisting even with the cane. The fall had done a lot to me. It had been three months since the fall and yet I still feel the pain from it. The pain could be described as two bones rubbing against each other in my leg. It made it hard to focus on the problem at hand. Yes, the black cloak was gone but now there was this strange woman speaking a language I didn't even come close to recognizing.

The woman had put us back in Artemis' chariot after Artemis got her to calm down and we were now riding down back to the desert ground. We were still so high up that i could see the tip of San Deigo.

Artemis shrieked from her position at the front of the chariot, "Percy, if you even dare do that again, I will shoot an arrow into your knee and reduce you to a wheel chair!" I knew she was exaggerating but that didn't mean that I wouldn't be punished if I did something stupid again. Finally, I gave a nod of understanding.

Alex brightened the mood by whining, "What, no care for me?" He got a punch in the shoulder in response yet he still managed to smile like he got a present.

I looked out of the chariot to see the women seemingly running a couple of feet away in the dark sky, how she ran on thin air was a mystery to me. As she ran her weapon glowed, every time her feet hit the invisible ground, the staff pulsed with a gold energy. Earlier the staff had been changing its form it was in which further confused everything; was the weapon a staff with a hook-like thing on the end or was it a scythe?

I took a step with my bad leg towards the rim of the chariot and grimaced as the pain danced up my leg, almost making me collapse with it, but after weeks of walking on my bad leg I had stopped collapsing.

I almost collapsed once again as the chariot landed on the desert ground sending up a cloud of reddish brown dust. The Hunters must have woken while we were up in the sky. All had looks of worry. Artemis resignedly began to explain what had happened while the woman stood a few feet above the ground, looking ready to bolt any second.

Slowly I edged my way off the chariot like an old, broken Hero. The memory of me waking up after the fall took over.

MEMORY:

Everything was in a flame, the pain rushed through my veins like poison causing my breaths to fell short and heavy and it felt like there was an elephant on my chest. As my eyes opened, I saw my hand bent at a wrong angle to the point a piece of my bone was poking out from my forearm. I was close to vomiting at the sight of my own bone.

Minutes passed in pained silence as I regained some motion in my head and looked around, the ground below me was covered in sticky red liquid, my blood, the small forest that surrounding me had broken tree branches everywhere. Faintly I remember that only six people have survived a close to fatal fall without a parachute, I wonder if people consider themselves the luckiest people alive or the unluckiest? Right now I consider myself the unluckiest.

I had to spit out blood to continue to breathe as I was close to drowning in my own blood. I could feel that my ribs were completely broken and being face down was not helping them one bit. I started to gain back feeling which made me cringe as the pain pulsed in all my limbs, my shoulders seemed dislocated, I still couldn't feel my legs but I could tell they were not bent right.

Suddenly branches rustled and out of the corner of my eye I saw Artemis and Apollo appear, I tried to mutter for help but the blood stopped it and I only managed a pained gurgle, it reminded me of a fountain that didn't have enough pressure to push the water up.

I watched as Artemis ripped from Apollo grip on her shoulders. Stumbling slightly, she managed to run over and kneel next to me. She raised her hands to grab me but as she looked at my most likely completely broken body, she had no clue where to grab that wouldn't hurt. Finally she yelled, "Apollo, come over here!" Her voice was strained from emotion that my pained mind couldn't comprehend.

He was by her side in a second; he started spouting commands as he made a medical bag appear. "Flip him on to his back. No matter how much he screams, you must help me straighten out his legs; if they stay like that they'll heal like that."

Slowly Artemis grabbed my shoulders, I couldn't stop the whimper of pain from escaping me as I was flipped onto my back but as my back hit the ground, I screamed past the blood. The feeling of pressure on my chest intensified as all my ribs seemed broken and pushing on my lungs and heart made them sear with pain, how could that be worse than being on my stomach?

With me now on my back, I could see my legs, one looked just to be fractured but the other was twisted a full ninety degrees at the knee, then the upper half of my leg was snapped in half while my ankle was completely fractured to the point my foot lay like a rag doll.

Apollo moved down to my complete f-ed up leg, he looked it over then sighed, "I'm sorry Percy. Artemis, help me straighten it."

I saw her frown as she moved down to my leg and they both gripped my shin and began to twist it back right. I screamed so loud I could be a banshee. The pain was so horrific; it was like magma was being poured into my joints.

Slowly darkness edged my vision, moving closer to the center, basking me in darkness. I looked to the sky to see the trees almost blocking the blue expanse. My vision was blocked as Artemis head bobbed into view, even as the darkness fogged my vision I swore I saw tears leaking out of Artemis's eyes.

Then the darkness cut me off from everything.

It only felt like seconds before light flooded my vision once again, as I opened my eyes I saw I was in some medical room, a pulse reader beeped next to me, an IV was attached to my arm, the walls were silver in color, the floor was marble with speckles of green, I was in a bed with silver comforter covering me but I could still feel the air tube in my mouth and the casts covering almost every part of me.

A door that was adjacent to me, opened inwards and Artemis walked in, she didn't even look up from the ground, her hands stuff into the pockets of her silver jeans, her hood was pulled up over her head to the point her face made it seem like she was taking a walk of shame.

I tried to make a noise but it just came out a squeak from the air tube moving but it got Artemis' attention as she looked up to see me awake. Rushing to my side so fast that her hood fell off, she began to talk faster than I have ever heard anyone making her words flow together, "You'reokthankheavens, whenwefoundyou, youwerecoveredinyourownblood ." I managed to raise a casted hand and pressed it on her arm.

She smiled then stated, "You've been in a coma for a month, Apollo worried you may never walk again." Figures that I would be immobilized for the rest of my life from that fall, but it's worth it to keep my promise as a guardian.

As I didn't respond she figured, "You can't talk with that thing in your mouth. Well, everyone's been so worried, Poseidon was so mad and we were worried that hurricanes would batter the coast constantly." she sighed as she sat on the edge of the bed.

Finally she muttered, "I was so worried." To say I was shocked would be an understatement. I tried to see her face to see if it I had imagined what she said but as I saw it, there was no doubt she was being honest as she looked a little uncomfortable to be admitting that she was worried over a guy.

Before I had a chance to try and respond she made up some excuse, "I am... uh... going to get the Hunters." With that she ran out of the room.

MEMORY FINISHES

After that it was one more month of bed rest then three weeks of physical therapy before I could walk on a cane which Hestia and Apollo helped with while Artemis continued running the hunt. I had do the physical therapy in the human world since my mom was dying to see me well, so I had stayed with my her where I had met my step-cousin Jake; unfortunately, he died two weeks after I had started physical therapy when a drunk driver hit him, I was lucky enough to get better in time to go to his funeral.

Suddenly snapping me out of my thoughts, a bright light flashed and the Olympians appeared in the middle of the hunters' camp. Zeus commanded, "Can someone explain what that darkness was, then the blast of light that travelled around the whole world destroying the darkness."

Apollo added on, "I would so like to know as it almost devoured me!"

The other Olympians joined in, the yelling making the strange women hiss and really look ready to run away, but before the yelling could continue, Alex yelled in his demonic voice, the one with the rolling rasp. "SILENCE ALL OF YOU!" His eyes which were usually blue were glowing red making everyone look at him.

Usually Alex acted like a little kid, always laughing, making jokes and having fun even when times were tough but it was like someone had turned a switch on that Alex and turned him off leaving a serious one with red eyes and an aura of hate.

Finally he began to explain, "I know how to find out about the darkness. Athena, where are you? Do you still have the book?" She struggled through the others and came up with the book, he took it gingerly from her hands and started to flip through the pages till he came to one complete gibberish one but it had a picture that I could see clearly from my position, it was a man wielding a the gold blade atop a pile of dead bodies that were turning to dust. Alex growled to the book, "I need this information for a matter life or death will come." The book glowed then showed not so gibberish.

I looked over at the Hunters, they all looked still confused and the youngest of out the group named Lily looked positively scared out of her mind. As Thalia and I eyes locked, I mouthed, 'Thalia get her and the others out of here.' She nodded and began to usher everyone back to their tents.

Athena asked Alex, "Explain please?"

Alex huffed, "I am not the one that can explain it well, but she can." He pointed to the strange women, who now took a couple steps back. Then he said, "I am going to cast a spell so we all can understand her and she can understand us."

I asked him, "How do you know this and how can you cast spells?"

He shrugged a little then answered, "A memory popped up of this spell being cast upon me, and I remember it was put in this book. Also if you're going to ask about my change in mood, I don't know why but in the memory I hated whoever cast the spell so I am still mulling over that." With that Alex began to chant the spell out. It was so strange I couldn't even translate it into English sounds.

But there was a gold glow on all of us; I asked, "Did it work?"

"It did, if it was supposed to let me understand you people." It was the strange women talking; she seemed to have relaxed now that she understood what we were saying. Her voice sounded like she had a boyish tone to it.

The little peace was interrupted by Zeus yelling, "Are you the one who caused the darkness?"

The women asked, "How stupid are you, I bet you broke the record!" with that her staff glowed and a spike of light hit Zeus in the head then bounced off making his glare at the women especially when yelled "Yep Hollow as a tree!"

Zeus pulled out his master bolt, looking ready to strike the women down but Hera stopped him with a glare then hissed, "Why would she stay here if she did?" Zeus growled but Hera intensified her glare tell Zues lowered the master bolt. Hera then turned to the women. "Hello, my name's Hera, who are you?"

The women introduced herself. "My name is Hica; it is nice to meet you Hera." Hica, I wonder what that means but oddly it seems to fit her, simple like the clothes she's wearing which consisted of a white shirt and denim pants; nothing but simple.

Alex stated, "You should explain what that was; also you can call me Alex". An odd smile spread across her face. "What about your real name? My staff can see how old you are and Alex is not an old name." I could see the hesitation in Alex as if it were not a good idea to tell people. "I basically remember zilch." Alex dodged the question. "It isn't important."

Hica started to explain as she walked on air, "Who caused that is known as the Kilalon or Terror, he killed the First creation, my mother, and was punished by Chaos to forever be trapped with the blade that he created that did the deed". Did she say her mother, so many question ran through my head but I didn't know what ones to ask. the information suddenly sank in.

(Curse word ahead)

I could feel the 'Oh fucking crap!' aura spread everywhere as we all realized that we basically released this guy from his imprisonment when we took the blade out of the mountain. This means that he could spread death all over since He'll have zero regard for the lives that live here.

(Curse word over)

"And he wants is the blade back at all cost so I suggest you check the locks on all your enemies' prisons because he will release them if given the chance, He'll spread distrust and hate anywhere he goes so he might make even a friend an enemy."

Athena suddenly said, "Typhon, what if Kilalon was the one that released him, not the gold blade being removed. Kilalon could have been trying to get rid of us in the chamber when the lava began to come in then when we escaped he released Typhon and made the other volcano explode. What are Kilalon's abilities?"

Hica said, "The old scripts said that he was connected with the world he was on, almost controlling it, then he had control over darkness but other than that not much."

Athena questioned, "Could he do that to another world?"

"Yes, if there was no resistance."

"What if it was asleep?"

"Then certainly."

"How are we going to stop him?"

"That's the fun thing. Chaos was the one to stop him, no one else knows how he did it, and some question whether only a creator or high being can do this." This made everyone look at each other; the gods would have to get involved in this fight for us to win, because they are consider high beings.

Suddenly Hica asked "Now my turn to ask question" she pointed her staff at Artemis "How did you know my language when it is clear no one else does"

Artemis stated "It's hard to explain but The Gold blade stabbed me in the abdomen and instead of killing me, the energy skipped to the child I carry". The looked That Hica got could get was thinking then she asked as she pointed towards me "is he the father".

It took a split second before both Artemis and I were blabbering, "No no no, not at all, No!"

Hica backed up a tad and raised her hands in surrender like position "Alright alright, my staff was just seeing that the baby power had you semi-connected so I just thought mother and father." Connected? What is that supposed to mean.

Hica saw the look of confusion and stated "well the baby might think that he is the papa and is protecting him with the energy it has, having the energy of the first creation does a lot of things" could that be how I survived the fall?"

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Hica in a rather creepy voice "Who Knows what I'll do"

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