PERCY POV

I woke up at my camp and sighed. It was a tiring thing to do, become a monster with only the barest sense of logic and reason, I hadn't even come close to mastering it. I could barely force myself from attacking anything in that state, any lapse would result in something I'd rather not think about. I lay there, feeling the wetness of dew in my back and the smell of the wild fill my nostrils. I was so tired, I couldn't even let myself pull my shirt on. Maybe, just maybe I could sleep and let myself worry later. I began to drift off, and my body relaxed and I fell down into a deep sleep.

ARTEMIS POV

I tried to establish a dream conversation with Percy, for reasons I really didn't know. I wasn't able to decide whether I wanted to yell at him for fighting me or commend him for being able to be on par with me. But every time it wouldn't connect. He had to be awake, well, either that or already having a dream conversation. I tried to turn my mind to other things, but my thoughts regardless of what they were kept me up.

I looked up from my bed. My mind had been running laps in my head all night, resulting in me getting no sleep whatsoever. I groaned internally, what the hades was keeping me up at night? I sleep and that was pretty much it, if I wanted to I could do a dream conversation, I could, but I felt restless as if there wasn't a perfect position for me to relax in. I decided to take a walk, again, the last one got interrupted by a certain son of Poseidon. I got up and strapped on my bow, I wasn't expecting any trouble, but better safe than sorry.

ARES POV

I am so bored, and Aphrodite seems to be…occupied at the moment, I could use a rousing fight at the moment. I wonder if I could find Jackson… I think it's time I paid a visit to a certain Augur…yes, he doesn't quite like Jackson, either, and that will make him especially motivated to help me…

THALIA POV

The mood in the morning was very tense, Artemis looked angry, but I guess that's understandable. Artemis hates it when she loses someone who she is hunting especially when she could have caught them. She paced around the camp several times fiddling with and arrow, which is a nervous habit of hers. She bit her lip and sat down on a chair next to the armory.

I walked over to her and tapped her shoulder, "Milady? You seemed to be worried about something, do you want to talk about it?"

She sighed heavily, "Do you think it will help?"

"It's better than doing nothing- " I was about to continue when a flash of blood red light lit up camp.

Ares stepped out of the red light and it faded. He smiled at the hunters, but it wasn't kind or happy. It was cold and dark, as if he were picking an opponent for a fight. He strolled up to where Artemis was, a sneer on his face

"Hello, Artemis. You doing well, got any news on that punk Jackson? I happen to want some entertainment, I am kinda bored." He said casually.

I stiffened, 'Percy,' I groaned in my head, 'How in the world do you manage to get yourself into multiple bad situations at once?'

I glanced at Artemis. She was looking down at the floor but I notice she was chewing on her lip. She took a deep breath, and replied, "Sorry, I have not come upon him as of late."

I was shocked, if almost laughing in delight and wanting to high-five Artemis counts.

Ares glared at her, "Are you sure? I would very grateful if you could tell me."

"I. HAVE. NOT. SEEN. HIM." She said emphasizing each word, through gritted teeth.

Ares straightened out and said, "A shame." and with that, he flashed away.

Artemis got up and began pacing again, and I followed her. She put the arrow back in her quiver.

I said to Artemis, "Milady, why did you lie to him?"

She stopped and whispered quietly, "I don't really know Thalia, I don't really know."

OCTAVIAN POV

I growled angrily stabbing a teddy bear. It's stuffing spilled all over the Altar, and red lightning flashed. I read the stuffing but nothing too significant was here. I scowled, that stupid Oracle, she had to have the mystical power of the stupid spirit of Delphi. I hate the greeks, and their stupid leader, that idiot Percy Jackson. He had no power, he was a punk demigod that need to be put down. I sighed and sat in a chair. I turned the knife over in my hands, and picked up another teddy bear. Right then a red light filled the room and I tumbled off my chair and held out the knife.

Mars Ultor stepped out of the flash. I ran forward and nearly tripped bowing to him, "Such an Honor, Lord Mars, how may I humbly be of service to you? May I predict a Prophecy, or perhaps find a certain someone? Even bring you a snack from the Pavilion?"

He slung his M-16 over his back and crossed his arms smirking, "You had it right on the second guess boy. I want to find Percy Jackson, most of the gods are looking for him, but have had no luck, I figure for you to be Augur, you might be able to glean his location."

I wanted to dance in happiness, "Of course! I will find him at once!"

I muttered and began to cut open the stuffed animals and poured their stuffing all over the altar. Lord Mars will definitely take care of that Percy Jackson and he will be a thing of the past. I read them at first I got vague hints. The forest, near the hunters of Diana's camp, finally I managed to pinpoint where to direct Lord Mars who beginning to look impatient.

I walked over to him and declared, "I have found him Lord Mars! I know where he is!"

Just at that moment, the praetor, Jason, and some of his friends walked in on me and Mars. They all stopped when they saw him and me. Jason bowed but looked confused.

I grinned evilly at him, "You wanted Percy Jackson's location? Please lean down and I can tell it to you."

Jason eyes widened and he muttered something soundlessly, Piper and Reyna both looked at me with barely suppressed rage.

I whispered Percy's location in Mar's ear and he grinned, "Thank you, kid, and now to have a chat with Percy Jackson."

He disappeared in a flash of red light and Jason unfroze, he rushed up and grabbed the front of my toga, "You freaking, bastard," he snarled, "You don't deserve the power of Prophecy, you are a slimy son of a bitch that should be-"he struggled a moment, "Where? Is? Percy?"

I shrugged and smiled, "Funniest thing Praetor, I can't for the life of me remember."

He shook me but I didn't budge, "Tell me, dammit!" He yelled.

"I don't know, maybe you should ask Lord Mars," I shrugged, "he seems to know."

Jason whipped out his coin and flipped it and it landed as a sword. He pointed it at my throat, but I was smiling, he couldn't do anything to me and he knew it. Piper grabbed his arms. Reyna pulled the back of his shirt. He managed to shove me against the altar. He trembled and said, "You piece of dirt, I will get you for this."

I smiled, "I don't know what you mean, Praetor?"

Reyna came and kicked me square in the stomach, I hunched over and fell to the floor. I scowled and looked up, "Lord Mars will kill Percy Jackson! I hope you have a good suit for his funeral!" I spat.

PERCY POV

I woke all stiff and groggy, unable to immediately distinguish whether or not I was really up. I got up stretching trying to rid the kinks in my various muscles .It was a rather cold morning. I shivered and pulled some water close and thought of something, could I heat it up? I thought of the water boiling and heating up and almost instantly the water responded giving me the warm feeling of being plunged in warm bath. I sighed in pleasure, I could cool off or heat up on demand, and sometimes it's the little comforts that count. I walked around the rest of my camp in relative silence, letting my body warm itself up and relax my body for the various hiking I was going to do. When I stopped walking, I went about my camp I started packing up, I think the hunter are a bit too close to for my comfort.

I shouldered my pack before I let my senses range out. I was just about to let go when a sudden burst of power lit up my brain. I dropped my pack and flung myself to the ground, pulling out Riptide and Darkspine. The air shivered and a flash of bronze whipped at my hair. Three trees split like twigs form their trunks and thudded to the floor. I looked and saw a man in a jet black leather jacket, blue ragged jeans, sunglasses, and a viciously scarred face. He grinned and held a massive bronze broadsword in one hand and he swung it and laid it on his shoulder.

"Well, well, well…Lookie who we have here…" He sneered.

"Hi, Ares…" I snarled, scowl clearly displayed on my face.