A/N: Hey peepsmicles, I updated sooner! Yay! On to the next part of the story…

POV: Bella

Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters, places, PJO, HoO, or Twilight. All I own is the plot of THIS fanfiction.

Chapter 11: The Master Bolt Pt. Two

My large coven listened intently as Percy and Annabeth continue their story. They described their long journey from Las Vegas' Lotus Hotel and Casino to the Pacific Ocean coast.

"So, when we got to the ocean, I got a ride from a hammerhead shark to the same nereid that had contacted me before. She gave me three pearls, saying to use them in great need," Percy continued.

"You got a ride from a hammerhead shark?" Renesmee asked, clearly in shock.

"Um… yes." Percy shifted in his seat uncomfortably, readjusting the arm he had around Annabeth. "It's a long story. Anyway, she gave me those pearls. Then we started to search for the entrance to the Underworld, which we knew was in Los Angeles. We had a little run-in with a certain Procrustes." At this, Annabeth paled noticeably. "He was some Greek monster that tried to kill Annabeth and my satyr friend Grover - who was also on the quest with us. We - well, I - managed to kill him by tricking him into killing himself with the same method he was using on Annabeth and Grover. And then -"

"What method was he using to trying to use to kill you?" Renesmee asked, her face full of innocent curiosity. Sometimes, though, that curiosity wasn't really welcome. She must have realized that when Percy and Annabeth both squirmed a bit uncomfortably again. "Nevermind," my daughter amended quickly.

"That's okay. Anyway, we finally found the entrance to the Underworld, and after a lot of compromising and bribing, we managed to enter the Underworld! Hurrah!" Percy sighed. "While we were passing by the pit of Tartarus, the darkest, deepest, most horrible place on earth-" Percy and Annabeth both shuddered "-Grover's flying shoes, which Luke gave him, tried to pull him into the pit, but thankfully failed."

"Who's Luke?" Carlisle asked. I was wondering exactly the same thing. They had never mentioned a Luke before.

"Oh! I guess we forgot to tell you about him. Luke was a demigod at Camp Half-Blood, he was older than most, in his late teens. He was a son of Hermes." I noticed how Annabeth said that Luke "was", not "is", and how she grimaced, almost ruefully, when saying his name.

"He gave me those flying shoes, a symbol of Hermes, as a gift for the quest, but I let Grover wear them. They disappeared into Tartarus and were never seen again," Percy said, then cleared his throat before continuing. "We reached Hades and confronted him, but he said that he didn't have the Master Bolt. He thought that I'd stolen the Bolt as well as Hades' Helm of Darkness. Oh, and before I forget to tell you, another bit of information that we skipped over was that Ares had given us a backpack full of essentials before giving us information about my mom and sending us off to Las Vegas. The backpack is important."

Annabeth took over from there. "Anyways, Hades had Percy's mom, so we tried to get her back. Somewhere in the process, though, we figured out that when Ares had given us the backpack, he'd tricked us. He'd put the lightning bolt, the Master Bolt in that backpack but put some kind of ancient Greek magic on it so that the Master Bolt's presence would only be known once it was in the Underworld. So we escaped the Underworld by smashing the pearls at our feet, and they made bubbles that floated upwards into the ocean from the Underworld. Sadly, though, we only had three pearls, so we couldn't take Percy's mom with us. We swam back to shore once above water, and… guess who was there?"

"Ares," Edward and Alice confirmed in synchronization, Edward reading Annabeth and Percy's mind and Alice seeing what they were about to say next.

"Precisely. He'd stolen Hades' Helm of Darkness and Zeus' Master Bolt to start a war between the gods."

"Why?" Nessie asked, curious again.

"Because he's the god of war," Percy and Annabeth said together, as if it was that simple. "We gave Hades back his Helm, after a fight between Percy and Ares, in which Percy stabbed Ares' ankle and Ares, because of some miracle, decided not to kill him," Annabeth continued. "We took the Master Bolt back to Olympus, which is currently located at the top of the Empire State Building in New York. I talked to my dad, Poseidon, for the first time, and found out my mom was going back home safe. That was the end of our first quest."

"But wait, there's more!" Percy announced in an ad/salesperson voice that made everyone laugh. "When we got back to Camp Half-Blood, Luke took me into the forest. He told me that it had been him who had stolen Hades' Helm of Darkness and Zeus' Master Bolt. He said he had done it for Kronos, the Lord Titan of Time, and that he was trying to resurrect Kronos from the depths of Tartarus."

"That's why the shoes that Luke gave you tried to drag anyone wearing them into Tartarus," Edward said, a thoughtful look on his face as he read the demigods' thoughts.

"That's not all. Luke tried to convince me to help me raise Kronos, but when I refused, he tried to kill me with a scorpion and fled from Camp Half-Blood. Thankfully, the campers found me almost dead from the pit scorpion's sting and took me back to camp, where I recovered from almost dying. And that, I guess, sums up my first quest and first summer at Camp Half-Blood."

"And how many summers have you been here?" I asked, wondering how many more stories there were to tell.

"Well, my first summer I was eleven, now I'm seventeen..." said Percy. "We can continue tomorrow in the morning. It's getting pretty dark out and dinner is soon." Suddenly, a boy with blond hair who looked about sixteen burst through the door of the stables, sweat all over his face. He was breathing heavily as if he'd run a great distance, and I smelled the tempting blood pumping to and from his heart through his veins and arteries and had to warn Edward to restrain me. I wasn't used to the tantalizing scent of demigod blood quite yet. "Hey, Jason!" Percy greeted, apparently oblivious to how hurried the boy, Jason, was. Annabeth noticed, though, jumping to her feet.

"What's wrong, Jason?" she asked as Jason tried to catch his breath.

Finally, he did. He sputtered out, "Percy, Annabeth - it's Rachel! She's - she's giving a new prophecy."

A/N: Sorry I had to drop that cliffhanger, but I have new inspiration (I don't think that last part is grammatically correct)! I will update soon. Please review, support and constructive criticism are both welcome!