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Percy could barely see straight. His mind was continuing to play one specific thing repeatedly, and he could not shake it out of his head. He felt like he was in a haze and he was almost too disoriented to reach for Riptide. Mormo stood up and walked towards Percy. Her…their (Percy remembered their pronoun preference) glowing purple irises were striking and it continued to captivate Percy. They stopped three feet from him, looked him up and down, and proceeded to walk a complete circle around him. He heard the beings around the room saying very faintly, almost to themselves, "Left heart…its heart is on the left…"

Percy couldn't take the time to interpret what it meant, and even if he did have the time, his body did not want to take it. It wanted to engage in one activity that could be done in multiple ways. His petal burned a deep orange.

Suddenly, the image of Smelly Gabe flashed through his head which sobered him up to the point where he could see clearly. His petal glowed a lime green, then back to a deep orange that didn't burn so brightly. His libido was still activated, but he was much more focused. Mormo sashayed back to his front and looked him in the eyes.

"The great Percy Jackson…I have heard about your exploits from far and wide. It has been so…long since I've had blood from the sea. Alas, it is an honor." Mormo's voice was low and sultry, and they bowed to him. They straightened up after a second and cocked their head, producing loud neck-cracking noises. The room's torches had turned into yellow flames, and the beings in cages were staring at the exchange.

"Do you know who I am?" The question was dripping with predatory vibes. Percy was starting to fall under the haze again, but another image of Smelly Gabe with his shirt off flashed through his head again, and he sobered up once more. He flashed his eyes towards Grover, who was glaring at him; just as Percy had once sent him the image of pancakes via their empathy link (to wake Grover up from a multi-month nap courtesy of Morpheus), Grover was sending him pictures of his disgusting former house-mate, Gabe Ugliano.

Percy pulled his eyes back to the vampire-demon. They were positioned in front of him with their knees slightly turned inward, giving them a slightly submissive appearance. However, based upon the cages around the room, they were no pushover. He had to be smart about this.

"You're Mormo. Former consort of Hecate. Uh…and you prefer they as a pronoun…? That's all I have on you."

Mormo gave a canine smile. "Oh, Perseus, you are so cute. Because I am in the form of a female now, feel free to refer to me by the traditional feminine pronouns. But regarding Hecate-"

She threw her head back and gave a soft mmmm. "Hecate…now she was a magical mate. She took one taste of me and couldn't let go. We made love on the moon itself, multiple times. Would you like a taste? I can give you what you seem to be sorely lacking."

Percy had a hard time thinking, especially since she said that she has been on the moon. He cleared his throat. "Ma'am, just one question; can you let my friends go?"

She blinked and looked behind her as if she just remembered she was holding his best friends captive. She skulked over to Thalia and got uncomfortably close to her. Mormo put her neck down and began to smell Thalia. "Mm. So strong and lithe. But I was right. This one does smell of Artemis and Zeus. Did they finally get together?"

The thought of Artemis and Zeus doing something ever was so disgusting, it took Percy right out of his trance. "No, she's a Hunter of Artemis and one of the bravest people I've ever met. She's a hero."

As Percy was talking, Mormo was examining Thalia like a piece of meat to buy from the store. "Mm-hmm, I love heroes. So noble. Go on, Perseus."

Percy didn't know what she was doing, but he tried to continue. "Uh…she helped us defeat the Nemean Lion and Atlas. She has had countless adventures where she fights for everyone but herself. There are people and animals living today who would not be if not for Thalia. And I believe that she can do some more good in her life, so it would be great if you could let her go."

Mormo nodded and prowled over to Grover, who whimpered something that sounded suspiciously like a "Help."

"And what about this one, Poseidon-spawn?"

She sniffed him and Grover began to give her a look that Percy had never seen before.

Percy immediately made the quickest decision that he had ever made in his entire life; he decided that he never wanted to see that look on Grover ever again. He flashed Grover pictures of the Kobold, which frightened him back to reality.

Percy took a breath. "Searcher for Olympus, part of the Council of the Cloven Elders, the wielder of the Panic, helped us defeat both Kronos and Gaea."

Mormo looked Grover up and down and headed back to Percy. She put a hand on his chest and ran it down his chest, dangerously low. Percy made a strangled sound in the back of her throat, prompting Mormo to give him a fanged smile. "All these beings around the room are my…employees. I hesitate to use the word slave because they do something for me and I give them something."

"What do you give them?" Percy regretted the question as soon as it came out of his mouth.

She gave him another smile. "Endless orga-"

"Can you let my friends go, please?"

She looked hurt for a second, seemed to decide something for herself, then smiled. "Sure. Let them go."

The huge telkhines let Thalia and Grover go, as well as removed their gags. As soon as Thalia was free, she headbutted her telkhine as hard as she could, sending it to the ground. The other telkhine aimed its weapon, but Thalia kicked the couch so hard that it slid and took out her adversary's legs. The telkhine flipped over and landed face down on the couch. Thalia took out her spear, and in one savage thrust, jammed her spear through the telkhine's neck so far that it protruded into the floor.

Mormo watched Thalia and smiled, clapping. There was something oddly genuine about Mormo; she just wanted to do one thing with as many people as possible. "You are quite impressive. I would've had you tonight, but your immortality protects you from my charms. So I needed to settle for this one." She gestured towards Percy, which made him feel self-conscious.

Mormo walked over to Percy. "But you should do just fine. You and your friends are free to go."

Percy blinked. He looked over to his friends; Grover seemed just as surprised while Thalia looked furious. The torches in the room burned purple. Percy turned towards Mormo. "Just like that."

She licked her lips. "Of course. As long as I can have your body."

Percy's body rippled with tension, but he fought it. "Look, I'm flattered, but I can't do that. I'm on a serious mission and-"

Thalia screamed, "He won't do it, you sick, rapist, psycho mother-"

In a flash, Mormo zoomed over to Thalia and Grover and held them by their necks. Percy was still facing where she was, she had moved that fast. He turned and saw that she was crushing their throats.

The flames around the room turned bright purple. The telkhines and the rest of the beings in the cages seemed to shrink. She whipped towards Percy. The fire in the room reflected the fury in her purple eyes. "You DARE reject me?!"

Percy made a split decision. "WAIT! Wait…you can have me."

Mormo smiled and dropped them to the ground, leaving them gasping hoarsely for air. "Good. Your friends can watch then."

She waved her hand and a few padded chairs magically scooted up so they were about ten feet away and facing the couch. She beckoned the one remaining telkhine to pick his brother's body off the couch, and then sat Percy down on that same couch. She flicked her hand and Thalia and Grover were pulled by an invisible force to one chair each. Ropes from the chair came from the back and pulled them against the seat so they were forced to straighten up and look towards Mormo. Percy saw red markings around both their throats, and he felt disgusted. However, Mormo grabbed his face and kissed him, long and deep.

Her kiss was oddly intoxicating, almost like Kelli and Tammi's smell or Circe's magic. The only thing was that it was cold. It was almost like she was using him for warmth. Once she had kissed him, though, he found himself wanting another…and another. She turned around so her back was to Percy and sat on his lap; not on his knees or his thighs, but right on his lap. She was facing Thalia and Grover. Grover had his eyes closed while Thalia was glaring at Mormo. The vampire-demon was really warm and Percy shifted uncomfortably. He didn't know why, but he felt like he was cheating on…someone… and he needed to get out of this situation as soon as possible. If that wasn't enough to bring Percy out of his haze, endless pictures of Clarisse, Smelly Gabe, Dionysus and Ares were sent to his head via Grover's empathy link, also helping to suppress his libido.

Mormo smiled at Thalia and Grover as if they were guests for a regular meal. "So, how was the trip here? What is you all's business here?"

Percy figured that this was the weirdest interrogation he's ever been through. Mormo's hair smelled like a campfire; an odd scent for anyone to have on them. Grover opened his eyes. "We were trying to get to the Asopio Pool; we need to protect Percy's sister from a former ally."

Mormo nodded politely, and she started to slowly grind into Percy. "Yes…an outside source told me that three heroes would be coming."

Annabeth. Percy realized that Annabeth let him know that she was going to the Asopio Pool because she was betting that he'd get there first using those rings. As a result, he just killed the whole Kobold, allowing Annabeth, Nico, and Cyrene easy passage down the stairs once they come. Percy felt like a fool. He should've realized that Annabeth was going to play this smart; a lot smarter than he could ever be. She was also probably waiting for them to kill Mormo so she wouldn't have to encounter her.

Mormo turned her head to Thalia as she started to gyrate into Percy's body. The images of unattractiveness kept flashing through his head, courtesy of Grover, but one of the biggest non-stimulators was Thalia. She had turned her glare onto him, and it made the hairs on the back of his neck stand up.

Mormo gave a smile. "And you, Hunter?"

She grumbled, "The same thing as the goat just said."

Mormo fake pouted. "Aw, someone's not feeling good. But that's not why you're really here. Why are you really here? Is it for Percy here? Do you like him?"

Thalia's scowl deepened. "Never."

Percy felt a twinge in his heart that he chalked up to him being offended that she would "never" like him. He likened it to if Nico went up to him and said that he would never, ever date Percy. Though he has no vested interest in whether Nico wants to date him or not, him saying no that strongly is almost insulting.

Mormo laughed. "Oh, I don't know about that, Thalia. Even though you're an immortal, I can still feel your libido."

Thalia paled and Mormo gave a smile as she pressed down hard on Percy, eliciting a noise from his throat.

Percy had an idea. He gave a deep breath. His libido began to increase by his own doing, and Mormo could feel it. She yelped and threw her head back, grinding onto him. "Mmmm…YES!"

He slid his hand around her throat, lightly choking her as she rolled her neck. His other hand roamed freely, wherever elicited sounds of pleasure or happiness from her. His petal burned a deep orange. He started to participate in her grinding, making Mormo yelp again. "Poseidon-spawn…I can feel you."

Percy grinned evilly and grabbed her ear, biting it a little bit, then moving down to her neck. His hand went to his pants. Mormo relaxed and allowed herself to be taken over. Percy controlled her, giving more than he was receiving while avoiding doing anything too explicit with Grover and Thalia watching. Thalia kept her eyes on him the entire time, but the look in her eyes was unreadable.

Finally, Mormo turned around with a grunt and faced him, licking her lips. She went in for a kiss and Percy uncapped his pen, sending Riptide plunging straight into her left heart. Mormo's body doubled over and she struggled to breathe. She shakily looked at Percy, caressing him one last time as she crumbled into dust. He threw Riptide on a frozen rope towards the other telkhine, killing him.

Percy stood up, dusting the residue off of him. When he stood up, he heard screams of complaints and terror from Grover. The satyr was closing his eyes and turning his head anywhere but in Percy's direction. "AH! MAKE IT STOP! MAKE IT GO AWAY! IT'S HORRIBLE."

He looked towards Thalia, who gestured towards his pants with a ghost of a smile. Percy saw the physical manifestation of his libido was still going strong. He screamed and ducked behind the couch. He thought about Smelly Gabe repeatedly and he was safe. He stood back up, but Grover was still panicking.

Percy sighed as he watched Grover panic. "Dude. I'm good."

Grover peeked and straightened back up. "Whew, good. Now that's settled, get us out of these restraints, please. I have had enough of your libido for a long time."

"Likewise."

Percy picked up Riptide and sliced through their magical bonds. Grover sprang up and started to pace the room. Thalia looked warily at Percy. "So that was all an act?"

Percy nodded as he slung his duffel bag against his shoulder. "Yeah, of course."

Thalia sniffed. "I don't know…you seemed to get pretty into it."

He stopped and grabbed Thalia's shoulders. "It was part of the act. Even though she had this supernatural ability to make me…feel a certain way, I have better control over my body than she thought. I needed her to let her guard down so she got carried away, and when she had done that, I reached into my pants pocket and uncap Riptide. One of the prisoners told me to stab her in the left heart, which is what I did. And plus, you and Grover were in trouble. I fought to keep that at the front of my mind."

Thalia shrugged his arms off and rubbed her neck. She looked at Percy up and down. "Mm-hm."

Grover bleated. "Guys, over here!"

Percy and Thalia jogged over to the huge bed and watched as Grover tipped the entire thing over. Positioned underneath it was a mahogany brown cellar door with a horizontal black handle. It had Ancient Greek letters inscribed into it. Thalia read it over and repeated out loud, "Here lies the door to the pool of sacrifice."

Percy's heart twisted. This was the door to the Asopio Pool, where Cyrene was supposed to be sacrificed to bring back Arachne. But was Annabeth even coming to this pool? Was she even coming today? She could be coming here tomorrow. There were so many things that Percy started to re-think, but Thalia came to a decision for him.

"Let's get in there." Thalia and Grover took hold of the one large handle and pulled, but nothing happened. They pulled once more, and Thalia looked at Grover. "Put your back into it."

Grover made a face and they pulled once more; it wasn't budging. Thalia pushed him out the way and Percy saw she had a spear in her hand. She lifted her spear and thrust it down to the door as hard as she could, channeling lightning through the strike as well. However, it only left a char mark on the door, which disappeared quickly. Percy's heart shrunk a bit; what if they couldn't get it open? However, Grover had brought his thinking cap.

"Wait, Percy, about your dream. What did she say she needed Nico for?"

Percy recalled the information. "She needed him to 'get to the Underworld.'"

Thalia put her spear on her back. She had a black, long-sleeve shirt that had some of Artemis' lightweight armor woven into it. She had silvery camo pants and her hair was worn down once again. She sighed. "It seems like Nico is her key to the Underworld; this is one of those entrances to the Underworld that can only be opened by a child of Hades. I don't know if we can open it."

Percy's petal turned a strong red. It seemed like Annabeth had everything planned. She had Nico, she had Greek fire, she has a powerful sword, and she has his sister. However, every time that Percy would make a breakthrough, they would into another setback, undoubtedly engineered by Annabeth herself. Sometimes he was in awe at how intelligent she was, and other times, he was just annoyed. This was one of the rare times where he was feeling both.

Thalia turns to Percy. "Percy. You told me that Annabeth had reached out to a mutual friend of you two, a young woman who happened to be proficient in…Egyptian magic, was it? Is there anybody that you know that can utilize some otherworldly magic?"

Percy opened his hand and saw a small enchantment in the inside of it. He remembered Sadie's brother, Carter Kane. Carter was also an Egyptian magician, but more of a warrior than a magician. Or were they all magicians? He recalled that he was… the son of Horus…? He was Horus' host? Either way, Percy remembered that Carter was a powerful magician and was respected among the Egyptian gods and the top-tier magicians. He remembered that all he had to do was say Carter's name.

Percy breathed. "Thalia, Grover, step to the side. I'm going to try something."

He took a breath. He hoped that Annabeth hadn't told Sadie some fabrication of the true events, resulting in Carter seeing him as a threat. That could get very sloppy if Carter came out the gate swinging. He would hate to see him with a spear in his throat (which seems to be Thalia's favorite move now) or Grover trapped in the Duat.

But, he needed to try something; they couldn't just stay there until Annabeth showed up.

"Carter Kane."

The floor began to rumble and a golden portal opened right next to him. Thalia leveled her spear towards the portal. As the gateway spun open, golden fiery sparks flew off, prompting Percy to dodge them. Through the portal came Carter Kane. His clothes…well, it was hard to explain. It was evident that he used to have a light blue dress shirt with khaki pants and Oxford shoes on. However, they seemed to be scorched off so badly that his shirt was hanging off his body in tatters. Thankfully, his pants were still mostly intact; Percy thought his friends had enough indecent exposure for the year. His coffee-brown skin seemed unhurt though, which Percy was glad about. His hair was cut and lined up so that he looked a few years older, as if he was going to college. He looked around the room, then locked eyes with Percy. He looked around one more time, then smiled, giving Percy a handshake.

"Yep, this seems to be the type of situation that I expected you to be in when you called me. It only took you a few years."

Percy grinned. "Hey, man. Look, we need to get into this cellar door, but it says that it is unable to be opened without a Son of Hades. I wanted to call you to see if you could possibly help…are you in the middle of a battle?"

Carter grinned at him. "Just got finished fighting one. I was just about to change clothes, but I can do this. I like the reasoning. A lot of things from both our worlds have specific rules, but usually those guidelines only apply to that specific world. So, a requirement to open a door to the Greek Underworld may be opened with a simple Egyptian spell, but not with the most complicated Greek spell…or attack, whatever you all call it."

Thalia nodded at him. "Impressive." Percy wondered if she was talking about Carter's intelligence, his Egyptian magic, or his nearly shirtless body. Either way was cause for Percy to roll his eyes.

"Yeah, so could you get the door open?"

Carter nodded approvingly and took a breath. "Sadie's usually the one with the spells, but I've learned a few from my Uncle Amos and others."

Carter knelt and examined the door. His finger trailed the Ancient Greek, and then he held out his hand. Out of a similar portal came a curved golden blade, and he gripped it tightly. Thalia and Grover hustled over to peer over his shoulders, while Percy was looking right above Carter's head. He turned it the curved blade on its head so he was grabbing the blade by the hilt, and drew three symbols in a triangle on the door. The one at the top of the triangle looked like a pair of bull's horns, or Minotaur's horns to be exact (Percy knew from experience). The second one, to the bottom right looked like a regular X while the third one to the bottom left looked like a rectangle with the sides rounded off.

Carter's eyes glowed blue and spoke. "W'Peh."

A blue light glowed around the edges of the cellar door and then glowed golden. The doors sprung open and hit the floor loudly. Percy and Carter stepped forward to look through; it was just a funnel of deathly gray-white energy, ready for some foolish heroes to jump through. Carter looked at Percy. "That was all?"

Percy stuck out his hand and Carter dapped him up, which caught Percy off guard since Carter seemed to be more of a handshake guy. "That's it, man. Thank you so much! I hope you get some good clothes!"

Percy turned to jump in, but he felt a gentle hand on his shoulder. He turned to see Carter looking at him sternly, with a regal grace. "Be careful, Percy."

The demigod nodded and Carter opened the golden portal once more. He waved bye to Thalia and Grover and gave Percy one last meaningful look before jumping through and having the portal disappear. Thalia and Grover came up on either side and stared at Percy for a few seconds. Eventually, Grover cleared his throat. "So…Egyptians?"

Percy fought a smile coming on. "Long story. I'll tell you all later. Is everyone good to go?"

Grover looked back. "What about the prisoners?" On cue, the things in the cages all banged their bars, asking to be let out.

Thalia pushed past Grover. "They willingly entered in that relationship for physical gratification and quickly grew tired of it. They can find their own way out without their mistress. You did enough for them by killing Mormo."

Grover hesitated and Percy felt a bad vibe in the room. "Grover…buddy…let's just go."

The satyr couldn't take it. He ran around the room destroying all the cages and letting humans, monsters, and animals of all sizes and types out. Percy's hair on the back of his neck stood up a bit; he felt the same way that he did when Lupa's wolf pack hadn't eaten in days. This group was hungry. It struck Percy and probably Grover too that they have probably not had much to eat besides fried Kobold. In unison, the beasts and beings all turned towards the trio and sprinted towards them with drool coming down.

Thalia yelled at Grover as he sprinted to the cellar door and jumped in. Thalia jumped in as well, grabbing Percy's ear and pulling him into the deathly gray portal to Hades.