Okey dokey! So, I am indescribably excited to write this next chapter! I can't wait to hear all of you reactions! HEHEHE! Okay, you asked me questions, and I said I will answer three each chapter, so if I don't answer yours today, I'll get to it soon!

Quote- When life gives you lemons, throw them back because- really? Who likes lemons?

Q&A

Q-(Silver-Creasent-MOON1995) Are you going to make a sequel?

A- I don't know yet if I am going to make a sequel, but I will have several other Percy Jackson stories that I have layed out in my head. One is A Decade, which I have started typing, but haven't published yet because this is my main focus. I am also thinking of posting two others, one about all of the cabin leaders being called to Mount Olympus for some strange reason, and a short story about a huge mistake Annabeth made. You guys will just have to wait in order to find out more!

Q-(NCISissnazzy) Can I be in the story?

A-First of all, this made me laugh so hard! I am actually thinking that i might write a story that my fans can participate in, you'll get it once I figure it out myself more. It's kind of like what Lord Pan did, but a little different. I'll explain later.

Q-(xXBadLuckDuckXx) Are you gonna write in 40 chapter stories?

A- I assume you mean am I going to write stories with 40 chapters, if that is the case, then, yes. I don't think this story will be that long, but you never know. The stories in my future will be very long though, so yes.

Well that's all for today, folks, on with the story!

DaniB123

Percy POV

Fighting the goddess of love doesn't sound like a very hard thing to do. I'll pay you fifty dollars if you beat her. Seriously, Aphrodite can fight. If she faced Kronos, she actually might have a fair chance at winning.

I was about to take a swipe at her, when out of nowhere, a hell-hound knocked me over.

We wrestled for a bit, but then I raised my sword and puppy went bye-bye. Aphrodite stood with her arms raised high, taking in the scene pleasurably. I took the moment as a well needed breather. Looking around the room, Grover was frantically playing a tune on his pipes while Tyson and Nico blocked him.

I looked over at Aphrodite, who was watching the fight between Clarisse and her father. I saw the golden opportunity, and took it to attack.

I sprinted full steam ahead, ready to rip off the goddesses head if I had to. I raised my sword to strike and with a wave of her hand, she sent me flying five feet back.

I regained balance quickly and braced myself as a sword appeared in her hand, she laughed and ran at me.

I was about to swipe her away when the loudest noise possible erupted only feet away from me. Imagine one hundred helicopters all taking off at the same time. Now multiply that by fifty.

My attention was immediately drawn towards Ares, who kicked his daughter right in the chest, sending her flying into the hard stone wall, where she slid down and lay functionless. I started running towards her, but the hilt of Aphrodite's sword stopped me.

I fell back as she muttered, "Well, it looks like my work here is done. It was a pleasure, Percy, I plan on seeing you again soon."

And with that, she began to glow, I averted my eyes, and when I looked back, I saw Thalia, tied up in chains, and Annabeth, drawing her knife, her only defence against Ares.

"Percy!" Grover called. He was kneeling Clarisse, who was propped up on a rock and nibbling a piece of ambrosia. I sprinted over, dodging hell-hounds as I went. I had just reached them when something begged me to turn and run the other way. I ignored it. Annabeth was strong, she could beat Clarisse and me when she wanted to, surely she could beat Ares, and besides, Clarisse needed me. I knelt down, and the feeling got even stronger.

I looked at Grover, who was staring intently on the scene occurring behind me, suddenly, a look of fear crossed his face, and I had to look. Annabeth was stuck, Ares foot crashing down on hers. Her face had twisted into one of pain and agony. I couldn't stand seeing her like this.

My whole body sprang into action at the sound of her cry. Kind of like the reaction you get at the start of a race when the gun is fired. Ares ground his foot into hers, forcing it to the ground, she pulled, trying to break the hold, but it wouldn't budge. I ran to her, wanting to hold her in my arms, make sure that she's safe. I wanted everything back to normal. I wanted my Wise Girl back.

Ten feet away from Annabeth, who was now standing, ready to face her doom, I was tackled by nearly fifteen hounds. I fell to the floor, riptide grasped firmly in my hand. Teeth were biting at me, trying to tear away any bit of me they could. I swiped and swatted, only thinking of Annabeth, and eventually, all that was left of them was dust on the floor.

I picked my self up. My shirt was hanging on by only a few threads and my pants were ripped and frayed, but I the scene in front of my was ten times more horrifying. Annabeth was laying on the ground again, blood dripping from a cut on her temple. She was twisted in a weird way. She was favoring her right ankle, and sweat glistened every inch of her body.

"Well, it looks like my work is almost done here," Ares said as he towered over Annabeth's limp and shaking body. She cowered away, and as fast as my heart was beating it ached ten times harder just to be right there with her, telling her how much I loved her. I forced every bone and muscle in my body to move as fast as possible in her direction, "but I'd better finish the job for my sweetheart. He growled, and with that, he raised his terrifying sword above his head.

"NOOOOO!" I screamed as the blade was thrust down. Annabeth rolled out of the way, but the sword still cut her stomach. She lost her balance and started tumbling off the cliff. I tackled Ares, praying to the gods to not let her go. Ares rolled out from my grip and vanished just as quickly, leaving his menacing laugh to linger in the cave.

"Annabeth!" I pleaded as I ran to her. She was gripping the blade of the planted sword with her right hand, I could almost feel it cutting away at her skin. I reached her and hauled her up. I don't think she realized I was helping her because of the way she changed her grip on the sword to her left hand at the handle. I loosened her grip and layed her down, my hand bloody from the wound on her side.

"Thalia!" I called. She of all people would know what was best to do in this situation. I tried to bring Annabeth back to her senses, anything to keep her with me. I patted her cheek continuously, and when she finally layed her eyes on me, she managed a smile, then her eyes fluttered shut.

"I'm a little busy!" She yelled back. I looked over at her, ticked, then I realized that she was trying to cut chains with that old knife of hers. Tyson ran over to help her. He put his hands on the metal and pulled with all of his strength, the chains broke eventually and she cam rushing over, ambrosia already pulled out.

"Where are her injuries?" She asked me as she set up a space with loads of equipment.

"Umm, her left side, her right ankle and her right hand." I said pointing to the areas. She gasped at Annabeth's stomach and immediately pulled up her shirt.

My jaw dropped. The cut was at least four inches long. It was oozing blood and the gap was at least one inch wide. The skin around the wound had turned a sickly green color and it puffed up dramatically. I couldn't help but remember the cut on her shoulder last summer. This was worse. Way worse.

Thalia spun around and examined Ares' sword. She mumbled to herself then to another short glance at Annabeth, "Shit... the cut's been poisoned. We have to get her to camp, now."

"We can't, it's all the way up in New York." I stated. She looked at me sadly.

"It's the only thing that will keep her alive. I can't do anything." She said. My heart sank. I couldn't bear life without Annabeth. She was my life... being around her, it was as easy as my heart beating. Easy as breathing, and now... her heart would stop beating, she would stop breathing, my world would be ruined.

A cold touch on my shoulder brought me back to my senses. I looked up and Appollo was standing behind me. I hadn't realized I was crying until I wiped the tear away.

"Percy, is she going to be okay?" Grover asked a few yards away. I looked over to the four figures walking toward me, Clarisse among them. Clarisse was walking! I looked hopefully at Apollo, whose grin widened, then faded.

"Percy, I heard what had happened, and I'm doing all I can but..." He said. I realized Apollo wasn't his normal annoying self.

"What?" I asked eagerly.

"I've never been able to heal wounds this bad before. Thalia, you thought Chiron could heal her, but he can't. Ares poison... it's indescribably powerful. I-I can't." His face fell, mine as well.

"Can't you do anything? I mean... you're the god of healing! Can't you do something?" Thalia begged.

"I-I can try one thing. But I can't guarantee it will work. I've never tried before, I've only used it last year, on Annabeth, but that was a small wound. This... this is bad."

I grabbed his shoulders, "Please... do it... do anything to get her back." I pleaded. He closed his eyes and nodded.

I watched him as he knelt next to Annabeth's small frame. He placed his hands on her stomach and mumbled something in Greek. When he moved his hands, the wound was stitched up, the swelling was gone and so was the poison. He moved to her hand and repeated his words again.

"This is all I can do, his poison is too powerful. She would have died anyway, but I can't guarantee she'll wake up. If she does, it will be some time in between one or three weeks. Thalia, please wrap her foot, hand and waist. You kids need a ride home?" i was still shocked at the thought of living without her. I couldn't do anything but take her cold hand and cry.

"Please, Apollo, that would be wonderful." Thalia muttered. And with that we were gone in a flash of blue light.

Muahahahahaha!!!!! Okay, so. Sorry again to keep you waiting, my sister is hogging the computer. Hope I answered a couple of your questions. You can continue to ask if you'd like. This time answer.... Jelly or Jam? or neither.... yay! This is my favorite chapter so far! Like it? Love it? Hate it? Tell me! Go ahead, click that little green button! I'm just waiting to hear your thoughts!