Ok. I'm working with someone else for another fandom right now, so that might take a while. Other than that, everything's pretty good, if you don't count finals...

Third Person POV

The way the three were transported did not leave them with great feelings. Percy staggered off and gagged all the way to the sofa, the only thing in his blurry sight. The moment he was on, he fell asleep. Nico was relatively better, and so was Thalia, Nico only suffering a headache and Thalia just plain exhausted. It was like going on a roller coaster and then seeing nothing below your feet. Then you were spiraled around and around before bouncing on the somewhat floor. And then...they came out of the furnace.

"Sorry guys, forgot you weren't used to it," Chaos grinned. He looked around at the three people sprawled on the sofa, one awake, and two asleep.

"How do you get used to it?" Thalia groaned, stirring. She sat up and yawned. Her stomach had almost exploded in horror when she saw no ground. Drowsiness engulfed her, but she fought to stay awake.

"Well, it took me three thousand years," He offered. They groaned. "Oh, and, guys, coffee's that way." He pointed at a doorway.

"Are you sure?" Nico grumbled and stood up to grab a cup of coffee. Thalia took his spot by laying down.

"No, it took me five thousand," Chaos called after him. Thalia rolled her eyes. Just leave it up to the old Gramps to make things weirder. It made her think that this guy was not really Chaos, but some stupid Dumbledore who dressed up as him.

"Gramps, seriously?" Thalia bluntly asked.

"I guess you could call me Gramps," Chaos scratched his chin mock-thoughtfully.

"A-Okay, Gramps!" Thalia exclaimed. Percy jumped and snorted. And of course, Percy only brings disaster. Sometimes big ones, sometimes just a bruise. And this time it just had to be a big one.

Next thing they knew...

"RUN!" Chaos bellowed at them, hands pushing a purple barrier at a rearing monster. It was large and scaly, lithe and sly. It had scales ranging from silver-blue to sea-foam white. It frothed and roared at Chaos, gnashing its silver teeth and batting with its large blue-grey paws. It seemed like a dragon, but also had some resemblance to the sea monster Percy fought aboard the Argo II, the one labeled "Shrimpzilla".

So that's what Percy decided to call it.

"Oi, Shrimpzilla the Second!" He yelled at it, brandishing his beloved sword, Riptide. Even though he absolutely despised the gods, the sword he had been given was something he could never give away.

It swung its head at him, mumbling confusedly to himself.

"I told you to leave!" Chaos shouted at him. The barrier gave up and collapsed as Chaos flew across the room. Shrimpzilla the Second had slammed its shoulder into the magical wall.

"Chaos!" Nico threw the only thing he had at the monster: the cup of coffee. It sloshed over the monster, but seemed to have no effect. That got Nico really mad. He started to use the magic Order had taught him. With a few words from an ancient, forgotten language, black flames rose from his feet. They swirled around him till they reached his palms. "Stand back!" He ordered. Then the beam of darkness was shot at the still pretty much confused Shrimpzilla the second.

"Good, it's gone," Thalia sighed with relief.

"You could've let me handle it," Percy grumbled.

"I'll pay for the hole in the wall it made," Nico told Chaos when he entered the room with rubble in his hair.

"No, I'll do it," Chaos snapped his fingers. The wall's hole was gone. "That's a minor disturbance, that monster, in case you were wondering." They nodded their heads. To think that was a minor disturbance...

"Nice nickname, Shrimpzilla the Second," Thalia grinned. "I don't know why you put 'the second' after it, though."

"It's because...long story short, on the Argo II, a sea monster came and then we all started calling it Shrimpzilla, and that monster sorta reminded me of him, so yeah.." Percy sheepishly explained, rubbing his neck. "That reminds me... Chaos?"

"Yes?" Chaos sounded concerned.

"I need you to promise us three one thing." Percy looked at them. They nodded, knowing what their condition was. One condition that if broken, they would go. It was something they never wanted to do again.

"And it is...?" Chaos looked at them.

"Promise us we never have to go anywhere or to Earth again," Percy pleaded. Chaos looked in his eyes. There lay his story, unfolding, in his eyes. it flashed through horror and times of pain. It seemed to pass a strawberry field, and showed darkness that seeped through the dirt.

"I will," Chaos answered with an intensity in his eyes.

"Good," Percy breathed.

They all settled down in their rooms, which had been furnished an re-constructed in a flash, a literal flash.

"Well, uh, 'night?" Thalia closed the room to her bedroom. She crumpled onto her bed, and listened to the boys having their quiet conversation. They always had this conversation when they thought she was asleep.

"Nico, do you...think I did the right thing to tell him our condition?" Percy sounded firm, as if he just wanted an answer, no more.

"Yeah. If you didn't, we'd have to suffer all those things that come along with hating a place and people. And if they need help, they'll find someone else. Who cares if we're the universe's best warriors? They threw us away. So why go back? There's no point. They'll realize their choice," Nico replied.

"You're right," Percy sighed. "Gosh, we really do hate them."

"We have a reason," Nico told him. "And they know it." There was a sound of a mug clinking onto the table. Most likely Nico was drinking his coffee. That boy can't go anywhere without coffee, can he?

"They'll find Adams or something as their hero," Percy's voice contained hate. "They don't need us anymore, do they?"

"No, they don't," Nico replied.

"Well, 'night," Percy whispered and then feet were heard entering rooms.

Thalia thought about their conversation for a moment. Out of them three, Nico and Percy had got it the hardest. Out of those two, Percy had gotten it the hardest. Percy was stabbed in the back by his own girlfriend, labeled a traitor, killed by the primordials, gotten disowned by his own dad, gone to Tartarus for a piece of wood then realized everything had changed...then he realized the guy who saved him was evil and then he had to remember Shrimpzilla... Nico had been shunned the moment he got into camp, then he went to Tartarus, then shadow-traveled the whole crew and passed out at least a million times, then he was shamed and then almost killed, then...yeah. Comparing their stories to hers, she seemed to be living a fairy tale, with Hunter friends and Artemis as a protector and Queen, and getting through life with hardly a scratch. The only part that made her even was when she was taken away to be killed by her own father. Everything else was perfect for her.

Not anymore, She thought.

She sunk into her dream.

"No, Percy, don't go into that cave! You'll die!" Thalia screamed for Percy to come out.

"I have to, Nico's inside!" He shouted back.

"But..."

The dream dissolved into a blank white cover.

Order appeared.

So, you think going to Chaos will resolve the problem, brat?" Order spat. Thalia tried to speak, but it was like she had no lips, no mouth.

She shook her head frantically.

"Of course not! I WILL COME FOR YOU!"

It was a short dream, but when Thalia was bolted out of sleep, Percy was already getting dressed for training.

"Guys, I had a dream," Thalia began. She hated talking like this, because she was sure the boys thought her as weak when she did. She grabbed a handful of Cheerios, a bowl of milk, and sat down.

"Mhm," Percy answered through a mouthful of blue pancakes. He swallowed. "Was it a vision-dream thingy or was it your fantasy?"

"The first," Thalia answered.

"Tell us," Nico replied. He was wearing a black sweater on with his head covered, and wearing jeans that were ripped at the knee. He seemed to be calculating something, which is probably why Percy answered when she first came in. It was hard to believe Nico was a few years younger than them.

"Well, first, I was screaming for Percy to come out of a cave, and that he'll die, then he told me Nico was inside. Then everything went white and Order stepped out from nowhere. He asked me if going with Chaos would solve the problem. I shook my head, and then he yelled, 'Of course not! I WILL COME FOR YOU' And then I woke."

"Oh...so he's coming," Percy digested all the information. "Just when I thought we were safe, too..."

"Percy, when were you ever safe?" Thalia glared at him.

Okay, Happy Thanksgiving, even if it was yesterday...