A/N (I recommend reading this): I'm going to MAKE THIS CLEAR. Just like I mention on my bio page about every other fanfiction I done: I DON'T OWN THE PERCY JACKSON AND THE OLYMPIAN SERIES OR IT'S CHARACTERS as the rights goes to Rick Rioran. Also I suggest you guys start paying attention to the Author notes and my warnings that I left on EVERY chapter of EVERY story.

Sorry if this chapter is too much like the book.

Due to the limited number of characters posted, I'm forced to post only the names of the characters telling their tales in this story. When I get to the House of Hades and Blood of Olympus, I'll list off the first four characters listed in the order they tell their tales. I'll post the pairings if the two of the four characters listed are a pair. Other than that, the Pairings stay the same for this story.

Jason x Piper
Percy x Annabeth
Frank x Hazel

If you haven't figured it out, each of the members of the Prophecy of Seven practically has a position. Keep in mind in the original series Juno started this when she told Percy he was the glue that holds the group together, so I thought to give the rest a title. But no matter what title they have they still depend on each other. Titles will be added for some as the series continue

Jason: Leader of the Group
Piper: Peacekeeper
Leo: Mechanic, Admiral, and Seventh Wheel (by Nemesis)
Percy: Glue that holds everyone together
Hazel: Mist Manipulator
Frank: Muscles
Annabeth: Battle Strategist and Consultant

Lastly I want to make clear that once 'The Tales of the Heroes of Olympus' is done I won't start immediately on 'The tales of...' version of the Trials of Apollo until that part of the Percy Jackson series is done. Just as I waited for the end of the Blood of Olympus to start 'The Tales of...' series. By waiting until that series ends, it might help me come up with something to add to it.

Warning: Certain ancient Greek names matches words use of foul language but no foul language was intentionally used. Also I dropped the '& the Olympians' in 'The Tales of the Son of Poseidon & the Olympians' as well as replaced the '&' with ':' in the short stories of that part of the series. So if you haven't read them yet read before reading this story as stuff that happened in them will be mentioned:

The Tales of the Son of Poseidon: the Early Adventures
The Tales of the Son of Poseidon: The Lightning Thief
The Tales of the Son of Poseidon: The Sea of Monsters
The Tales of the Son of Poseidon: The Titan's Curse
The Tales of the Son of Poseidon: The Magical Labyrinth
The Tales of the Son of Poseidon: the Stolen Chariot
The Tales of the Son of Poseidon: the Sword of Hades
The Tales of the Son of Poseidon: the Bronze Dragon
The Tales of the Son of Poseidon: The Last Olympian
The Tales of the Son of Poseidon: the Staff of Hermes
The Tales of the Heroes of Olympus: The Lost Hero
The Tales of the Heroes of Olympus: The Quest for Buford
The Tales of the Heroes of Olympus: The Son of Neptune
The Tales of the Heroes of Olympus: The Mark of Athena

Lastly, any one who wants to do a Demigods and Olympian reads story using 'The Tales of the Son of Poseidon' is allowed as long as you inform me about it.

Full Summary of this chapter: Separated from their friends, Percy and Annabeth must travel through Tartarus against all odds to find the Doors of Death while facing monsters, Titans, and all sorts of enemies of the gods with a help of an amnesiac Titan and Rogue Giant. Meanwhile Argo II must find away to make it to the house of Hades is at while facing all sorts of new trouble and making new allies along the way. This is the Tales of the Prophecy of Seven.


Piper's POV Part IV

I pushed between the Boreads, which was like walking through a meat freezer. The air around them was so cold, it burned my face. I felt like I was breathing pure snow.

I tried not to look down at Jason's frozen body as I passed. I tried not to think about my friends down below who are most likely frozen since Nico and Hazel hasn't showed up with their shadow traveling ability or Frank didn't burst through in his animal form. I tried not to think of how Leo was shot into the sky to Calypso's island. I definitely tried not to think about the Boreads and the snow goddess who was following me.

I fixed my eyes on the figurehead.

The ship rocked under my feet. A single gust of summer air made it through the chill, and I breathed it in, taking it as a good omen. It was still summer out there. Khione and her brothers did not belong here.

I knew I couldn't win a straight fight against Khione and two winged guys with swords. I wasn't as clever as Annabeth, or as good at problem solving as Leo. But I did have power and I do have a purpose on this quest. And I intended to use my power and show Khione off that she's wrong.

Thanks to my training with Hazel, I gotten better with Charmspeaking than I did when I left Camp Half-Blood. Mostly because at Camp Half-Blood I didn't have time to test it to push someone to do what they want to. But with Hazel's help I manage to do that without exerting too much emotions. I wouldn't say I perfected it, but now that I think about it, maybe I can still use it difference.

I stopped at the foremast and faced Khione. "Wow, I just realized why you hate us so much," I said, filling my voice with pity. "We humiliate you pretty badly in Sonoma."

Khione's eyes glinted like iced espresso. She shot an uneasy look at her brothers.

I laughed. "Oh, you didn't tell them!" I guessed. "I don't blame you. You had a giant king on your side, plus an army of wolves and Earthborn, and you still couldn't beat us."

"Silence!" the goddess hissed.

The air turned misty as frost gathered on my eye brows and my ear canals froze, but I feigned a smile.

"Whatever." I winked at Zethus. "But it was pretty funny."

"The beautiful girl must be lying," Zetes said. "Khione was not beaten at the Wolf House. She said it was a… ah, what is the term? A tactical retreat."

"Treats?" Cal asked. "Treats are good."

I pushed the big guy's chest playfully. "No, Cal. He means your sister ran away."

"I did not!" Khione shrieked.

"What did Hera call you?" I mused. "Right—a D-list goddess!"

I burst out laughing again, and my amusement was so genuine, Zethes and Cal started laughing too.

"That is très bon!" Zethes said. A D-list goddess. Ha!"

"Ha!" Cal said. "Sister ran away! Ha!"

Khione's white dress began to steam. Ice formed over Zethes' and Cal's your mouths, plugging them up.

"Show us this secret of yours, Piper McLean," Khione growled. "Then pray I leave you on this ship intact. If you are toying with us, I will show you the horrors of frostbite. I doubt Zethes will want you if you have no fingers or toes… perhaps no nose or ears."

Zethes and Cal spat the ice plugs out of their mouths.

"The pretty girl would look less pretty without a nose," Zethes admitted.

I have to agree with Zethes there. I had seen pictures of frostbite victims, and it wasn't pretty for anyone.

"Come on, then." I led the way to the prow, humming one of my dad's favorite songs—"Summertime."

When I got to the figurehead, I put my hand on Festus' neck. His bronze scales were cold. There was no hum of machinery. His ruby eyes were dull and dark. All the indications that he wasn't on.

"You remember our dragon?" I asked.

Khione scoffed. "This cannot be your secret. The dragon is broken. Its fire is gone."

I stroke the dragon's snout. I may of not have Leo's power to make gears turn or circuits spark or sense anything about the working of a machine. But I can do is try to speak my heart and tell the dragon what he most wanted to ear. "But Festus is more than a machine. He's a living creature."

"Ridiculous," the goddess spat. "Zethes, Cal—gather the frozen demigods from below. Then we shall break open the sphere of winds."

"You could do that, boys," I agreed. "But then you wouldn't see Khione humiliated. I know you'd like that."

The Boreads hesitated.

"Hockey?" Cal asked.

"Almost as good," I promised. "You fought at the side of the original Jason and the Argonauts, didn't you? On a ship like this, the first Argo."

"Yes," Zethes agreed. "The Argo. Much like this, but we did not have a dragon."

"Don't listen to her!" Khione snapped with adred in her eyes. "Nice try Piper, but there's no secret power here. You have no power. Because you're a daughter of a useless goddess!"

"If my mom was so useless, then how come she's an Olympian while you are a D-list goddess?" I asked.

I turned to Festus and ran my hand behind his metal ears. "You're a good friend, Festus. No one can truly deactivate you. You're more than a machine. Khione doesn't understand that because she doesn't value you."

I put as much confidence and sweetness into my voice and sure enough Festus' bronze hide started warming up, as if something inside turned on.

Then I turned to the Boreads. "Khione doesn't value you, either, you know. She thinks she can boss you around because you're demigods, not full-fledge gods. She doesn't understand that you can be as powerful if not more powerful than her. After all Dionysus himself was a demigod at one time, and he's now an Olympians. You can show her you can be a powerful team yourselves—that she should fear you."

"A team," Cal grunted. "Like the Ca-na-di-ens."

He had to struggle with the word since it was more than two syllables. He grinned and looked very pleased with himself.

"Exactly," I said. "Just like a hockey team. The whole is greater than the parts."

"Like a pizza," Cal added.

I laughed. "You are smart, Cal! Even I underestimated you."

"Wait, now," Zethes protested. "I'm smart too. And good looking."

"Very smart," I agreed, ignoring the good looking part. "So put down the wind bomb and watch Khione get humiliated. You can help if you want, just to show Khione she can't boss you around anymore."

Zethes and Cal grinned. Zethes crouched and rolled the ice sphere across the deck. Then both raised their swords against their sister.

"You fools!" Khione yelled. "What do you think you're doing?"

"It's my secret weapon, Khione," I said. "The team work of demigods, immortal demigods, and our dragon. Festus isn't only a collection of parts. He's alive. He's my friend. And when his friends are in trouble, especially Leo, he can wake up on his own and defeat you.

I willed all my confidence into my voice—all my love for the metal dragon and everything he'd done for us. I also believed in Aphrodite's powers over emotions, the power as the oldest and most primordial of the Olympians, born from the blood of Ouranos churning in the sea.

For a terrible moment, nothing happened but then Festus' metal skin grew so warm under my hand that I couldn't touch it anymore.

"Zethes! Cal! Move out of the way!" I yelled as I dove. The two Boreads did the same as Festus turned his head one hundred degrees and blasted fire at Khione. Khione dodge the flames.

The boreads were confused and I used the moment to go for the sphere of winds. However, before I could, Khione materialized in front of me in a swirl of frost. Her skin glowed bright enough to cause snow blindness.

"You miserable girl," she hissed. "You think you can trick my idiot brothers into defeating me?"

At my back, Festus roared and blew steam, but I knew he couldn't breathe fire again without hitting me too.

About twenty feet behind the goddess, the ice sphere began to crack and hiss.

I was out of time for subtlety. I yelled and raised my dagger, charging at the goddess.

Khione grabbed my wrist. Ice spread over my arm. The blade of Katoptris turned white.

The goddess' face was only six inches from mine. Khione smiled, knowing she had won.

"A child of Aphrodite," she chided. "You are nothing."

Festus creaked again. I could swear he was trying to shout encouragement. Zethes and Cal were coming to the sides, waiting to strike.

Suddenly, my chest grew warm—not with anger or fear, but with love for that dragon, for the Boreads—who I now saw as my friends—who were still willing to risk everything to help; and Jason, who was depending on me; and my friends trapped below; and Leo, who needs my help.

Maybe love was no match for ice… but I had used it to wake a metal dragon. Mortals did superhuman feats in the name of love all the time. Mothers lifted cars to save their children. And I was more than just mortal. I was a demigod. One of the seven greatest heroes of all time.

The ice melted on my blade. My arm steamed under Khione's grip.

"Still underestimating me," I told the goddess. "You really need to work on that."

Khione's chest, and the goddess exploded in a miniature blizzard. I collapsed, dazed from the cold. At least that was the case until Zethes snapped his fingers and the coldness left me.

"Thank you," I told him.

"We should thank you, beautiful girl," Zethes said. "Cal and I no longer fear our sister thanks to you."

"Fear no more!" Cal agreed.

I was speechless to say, but after a minute I manage, "Zethes…"

"You don't have to come with me now," Zethes said. "You can decide after the quest. But for now, I'll leave you my sword as thanks to what you did for my brother and me and with advice. After we leave seek the southern wind in Africa. As much as Cal and I hate him, he might be able to help you reach the House of Hades."

With that Zethes dropped his sword on the deck and he and his brother disappeared in a swirl of icy wind. When they did, the ice on the ship melted almost instantly

I picked up the jagged sword. Normally I would be against this, but I decided to keep it at least as a gift from a friend. But why did Zethes told me to seek the southern wind in Africa? That was way off course.

I got my answer from hearing Festus clacking and whirring, the reactivated alarm bells ringing.

The bomb.

I struggle to rise but it was too late. The bomb's ice shell shattered and the northern winds exploded.


A/N: Nice twist, right? I hope you enjoy and realized that now all seven demigods of the Prophecy of Seven had a turn at having a POV in the story now. But it's not over yet. Thirty-two chapters are still left.

Well, this is the fourth chapter of the day, so I'm calling it quits for the night to let my hands rest.