A/N: Hypnos told me I won't get sleep if I don't upload, so here I am updating this.

~3rd Person POV~

While The Hated Six were in Tartarus, Camp Half-Blood was down to five people. These Five weren't worthy of being part of Ouranos' army.

The borders were down and monsters were being careful enough to try not to destroy the cabins or the armoury, or the forges as Ouranos was determined to use the camp for something that no one exactly knew.

These five people were horrid. They were descendants of The Heroes Of Olympus. They were pretty arrogant if we were being honest. Their names were, Luke and Zoë Jackson, Jason Valdez and Riley and Phoebe Ramirez-Arellano. (Technically they should have their father's last name but I don't exactly care, sooooo yeah.) Everybody hated them, when we mean "Everybody" we mean the monsters, but most demigods did hate them.

They were the ones who always went on quests, and they were the best at everything, behind their mask of friendliness was a face that put down others because it made them feel better, and now they were running from monsters trying to capture them, as they were really the beasts.

~Maraya POV~

We were going to attack tonight. But Tartarus still doubted us. Of course he did. Fuck you, Tartarus.

It wasn't enough that we;

A) Defected from Camp Olympia

B) Chained Death

C) And screwed over New Orleans

Clearly not enough. Or at least not enough in Tartarus's eyes anyway. Did I mention to say Fuck you, Tartarus? Anyway, apparently we were going to kill a few drakons (Despite Sahara's screams of protest.) Because the other drakons were acting up. And the only way to get them to stop acting up was to kill some of them. Sahara was quite pissed.

I think she said something about destroying poor New Orleans, having hit by two drakon-hurricanes and than having the Lady Of Drakons pissed off and unleashing more drakoncanes on you.

I sound like Alex... Dear gods help.

Anyway we went to those drakons, killed them, and Lady Drakon over here decided to use it as her armour after letting Hephaestus cabin basically make it invincible, to be honest she looked pretty badass. Have you ever played Pokemon Sun and Moon? Remember how in the grass stuff you found a dragon Pokemon who's scales were red, gold and gray? I think it was called a Kommo-o? Her armour basically looked like that. It was pretty awesome.

Anyway that was how we ended up back in Tartarus' throne room. "So glad you joined us now." Ouranos said, in a monotone-like voice. Right now his skin was turning black and the first stars started appearing on his skin.

"The Olympians know nothing as they have grown weaker as we have converted all of their precious demigods. I am going to show you The Court Of The Sky, and where our army is in Tartarus as it appears that Tartarus never seemed to show you..." Ouranos said. Sometimes I seriously wondered if he was actually Boreas as he mostly spoke in a cold tone of voice.

"Nice name, you sure that there isn't a band called the Court Of The Sky?" Daniel said, sarcastically. (Auto-correct corrected sarcastically as satmanlly. THAT'S NOT EVEN A WORD!)

Ouranos turned a cold glare at him. "This is not a joke. Choose your next words wisely or I will let you go into The Basement." Nobody knew what "The Basement" was but it was evidently a torture room, for Tartarus to do his "wonders" on you. Or at least that is what Ouranos's army says. But this threat was enough to make Daniel look down and not say a word the entire trip there.

The Court Of The Sky was made with a metal that looked at first like lapis lazuli but was actually a extinct stone called Skystone, it changed colour with the day, and The Court was as great as Olympus. Except better. Aurai, harpies, venti and other air/wind spirits were there, and some were making there way to torment New Orleans, again.

Ouranos spread out his arms and everybody snapped to attention. He turned to us and said,

"Welcome, to The Court Of The Sky."

Ouranos let us take in The Court Of The Sky for an outstanding two seconds before leading us to our rooms. I was pretty proud of mine (I'm not gonna describe everyone's rooms as they aren't really important.) Mine was all silver and had everything I could ever want.

Sahara's room was sunset colours. (I deserve a medal for being super descriptive.)

Ouranos than sent us on separate quests. Again, WHY?! DIDN'T WE DO ENOUGH! Apparently, nope!

At least our quests weren't too boring. Sahara and Daniel were going to convert the President and other major influences. Why? Well because Ouranos is going to either replace them, or turn them into one of his pawns.

Me and Alex were going to convert sea monsters into joining our side. And sacrifice Oceanus to awake Pontus so he can wage war on Poseidon and convert more sea and land Primordials. (HAH! WE GET A BETTER JOB THAN YOU SAHARA AND DANIEL! HAH!)

Amy and Zack were going to tell the Olympians that they had a traitor in their midst, and while they fight, convert as many minor gods (and goddesses) as possible and convert the air Primordials.

All in 24 hours.

And no one likes to keep Ouranos waiting.

"I would like you to do your...quests...now. But I know that you are exhausted as you haven't slept for... 5,000 years. So I will allow you to do so now. But remember if you do not do them tomorrow, well, would you like to go to The Basement?" Ouranos said, with a hint of mocking in his tone.

But he was right about The Basement. So we slept, or at they did. I already had what Primordials called "The Last Sleep" cryptic? Yes. Basically when a mortal or demigod becomes a Primordial in around 5 years we don't need sleep anymore.

Since I already had mine, I watched the clock tick, until everyone awoke.

A/N: Sorry, I was a bit rushed.