Hey guys, sorry for the long wait, but I just couldn't come up with anything for this chapter. If you guys want to give me some suggestions, I have many ideas about what is going to happen on his quest, but you suggestions may help me move the story along so I can reach those points.

Disclaimer I don't own Percy Jackson all rights belong to Rick Riordan

Percy told Annabeth everything he could think of from his dream, she was more interested in the prophecy he was given. The daughter of Athena was rather disturbed when she heard that the dead were trapped. She immediately began to drag him along in search for Chiron. Percy was annoyed that she still hadn't explained what the 'Oracle of Delphi' was. It was typical for Annabeth to be pulling him around so no one questioned them as they passed, though he'd hear the occasional 'Percabeth' or something about them being 'love birds'.

"Annabeth." He tried to get her to tell him something, but she was still determined to keep pulling him forward. Percy pulled his arm from her unnaturally strong grasp. "Wise girl!"

"What, Seaweed brain?" She demanded and tried to grab his arm again. "We have to get to Chiron."

Percy frowned, "You still haven't explained anything."

"We don't have time for this. You got the first prophecy in years, and you got it through a dream. That's big." Annabeth told him. "I'll have Chiron explain things to you, but you have just been given a quest, Percy."

He rolled his eyes when she grabbed his arm and started to drag him again. It annoyed him when people avoided answering his questions or even just giving him an actual explanation. Percy didn't say anything more, he instead focused on the fact his mother needed him to save her. But what price would he have to pay? Was he going to die? Was finally letting her go the price for reopening the path to Hades? He wasn't sure about anything other than the fact that the last event of the prophecy was sure to come and bite him in the butt.

Annabeth gave his arm another strong tug, "There's Chiron! Come on Percy!"

She continued to shout for the centaur while simultaneously making Percy fall on his face. Wise girl scolded him for being so klutzy and brought him back to his feet to continue their run. It may have been the throbbing headache his fall had caused, but Percy swore he could see Chiron laughing at his predicamate. When they had mercifully reached the centaur Percy roughly yanked himself free of Annabeth's hand. He didn't understand why she was so excited about his quest. Was she afraid for him? Or something else?

"Good morning chil-"

"Percy was given a quest." Annabeth blurted automatically. Chiron frowned,

"How? The Oracle is back at the camp, and she can't exactally walk here, my girl."

The daughter of Athena nudged Percy, "Tell him everything you told me, Percy."

And so, he yet again gave a very detailed description of his dream, though Chiron looked even more troubled the longer Percy talked. The son of Poseidon felt as if he were talking about a rather taboo subject. He couldn't make any sense of his dream or the prophecy. Chiron placed his hands heavily on Percy's shoulders when the teen was finished talking. The sad look in the man's eyes told the son of Poseidon he wouldn't like what the centaur was about to say.

"You cannot do anything, my boy." Chiron muttered sadly.

Annabeth gave a cry of protest, "But Chiron, he was given a quest, he has to go!"

"I understand that you wish to go on a quest, but it is unsafe out there, especially for Percy." the man told her.

The daughter of Athena gave a huff and stomped her foot," but he's the one I've been waiting for! The one I was told to wait for, it's obvious Chiron."

"And I can't just leave my mom like that Chiron." Percy scowled. "Just tell me what I have to do and I'll do it."

"Percy, you aren't just a regular demigod, you are a son of one of the big three." Chiron told him. "You are very important, if Kronos manages to get his hands on you, that would spell doom for us all. I'm sure Zeus wouldn't permit you to leave, nor would your father want you to."

"But Chiron..." the two teens protested in unison.

"If either of you say another word about this quest I will be forced to confine you in your rooms." The centaur snapped. "Now go eat breakfast and say nothing of this prophecy."

Chiron was scared, Percy could tell, but with his mom suffering the teen couldn't bring himself to care too much. Even if he didn't have permission he was going to leave, Percy was going to go help his mom, no matter what. With his final words the centaur trotted off in a hurry. Percy crossed his arms and walked back in the direction of the dinning hall. He would leave that night, and if they have a problem with it, so be it.

"I can tell what you're thinking," Annabeth hurried to his side, "I'm not going to let you go..."

Percy gave a bitter laugh, "You can't stop me."

"Alone. I'm not going to let you go alone." She told him quietly. "How about I meet you in your room tonight? I'll get the supplies, you just get ready."

Very late that night, after a full day of being too preoccupied thinking about his dream, Percy returned to his room and quickly began to stuff some clothes into one of his old backpacks that Hermes had brought. Just as he was packing his last shirt, he heard a 'pop' sound which caught his attention. Turning around Percy spotted a small, paper wrapped box that had suddenly appeared on his bed. His name was written heavily in ancient Greek. Other than that, there was no indication of who the box came from or what was inside of it.

"What the-?"

His curiosity got the best of him and he tore through the wrapping quickly. Inside of the box was a small and cheap pen. Percy frowned and inspected it, but it didn't seem like anything special. He looked to see if there had been anything to come with it, he found a note.

'The pen is mightier than the sword, never under estimate yourself...'

There still wasn't a name, not even on the note. Percy rolled the pen around in his palm with his thumb. It definitely looked unimpressive. That is, until he uncapped it. He was going to see if it worked, to write a note for his dad, and was surprised wen a bonze weapon grew in his hands. The teen dropped the sword and it clamored loudly on the floor. Percy blinked a few times before reclaiming the sword.

It was surprisingly the most well balanced weapon he had ever held. On it was the inscription Anaklusmos, which was Greek for Riptide. He swung it expertly, fast enough to make a whooshing sound. He tried to recap the pen and in an instant the sword was gone. To say it was cool wouldn't be able to cover it. Percy stuffed the pen in his pocket just as Annabeth opened his door. She had a backpack slung over her shoulder.

"Ready, Seaweed brain?" She asked. Percy gave her a brief nod. "Good, we've got a friend whose coming with us."

Grover shuffled from behind the blond teen and gave a soft and nervous greeting. Percy was glad that Grover was coming, he was happy to have such good friends who would be there for him. The trio swiftly and quietly left Olympus without raising any alarms. It was mostly because of how smart Annabeth was. When they finally were able to hit the streets, Percy took a deep breath of the night air. New York seemed so, alien, after being surrounded by the scenery of Olympus for many days.

"So where too?" Grover asked as he shuffled around normally.

Annabeth smiled as she grabbed them both by the arms, "The prophecy said to go west, so we go west."

Again I'm sorry I haven't updated in a while...