My dear readers, I have set up a poll about what year this story should be set in. Until I get at least 10 votes, I'm not updating. I'm sorry, but, I have to know the year to continue the story. More info below.

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Delirium's POV (This chapter is shorter on PURPOSE this is only a snippet of the whole chapter!)

I watch as Percy runs out of the room, his footfalls echoing in the chamber. I pick up the dagger that has fallen to the ground and read it's name, my brain instantly translates the greek inscription. Riptide. What a name. I wonder why it sounds so….familiar. I shake myself out of my thoughts and drop the dagger onto the table, then I slowly stand up and move towards the door, four others stand as well. I flash them a small smile, we'll find Percy together, were his friends, no, family after all, we'll always be there when he needs us. The room is in dead silence as we move toward the door, and I feel like someone's eyes on the back of my neck, probably hoping I'll turn arounds so the can try and to kill me with a look. Just as I'm about to push open the door I hear a shrill voice cry out, "Where do you think you're going?"

I turn around and look at the council, searching for the face that matches the voice, it's easy to tell if you know what to look for. Skimming over dozens of faces I finally lock eyes with a small frail woman sitting off to the side. She dosen't look more than 500 years old, but her gaze is filled with sorrow, as if she's seen too much sadness to allow a light to come to her eyes. I would feel bad if I wasn't so angry.

"We," I gesture to my friends, "are going to go help our friend and commander, because, he's probably not in the best place right now." I snap.

"There's no need," Order starts, "to do such a thing. Alpha will eventually obey the orders of his superiors and-"

"Stop!" I scream, cutting my aunt off. I glare at my father and my aunt, "What have you done?" I ask, my voice filled with sadness and pain, "How could you?" and with that I pull open the white doors and race out, my friends following close behind.

As mentioned before, you have two choices:

5 years in the future: More world development, Percy will be more in character and is more realistic.

Current setting: Percy will be a bet OOC and will require a little bit of imagination. So whatare you waiting for? Go to my profile page and vote!