"The update might be the week after or something" does this still count as "or something"? Ok, alright, I'm sorry. I promise I tried to write this quicker, I got three chapters written while I was on holiday in August. And then they vanished off my phone and I couldn't bear to write because I knew they wouldn't be as good. But I'm back now. Yeah, I'm going to get on with this before someone murders me.

DISCLAIMER: I do not own PJO or HOO all rights go to Rick. (Except my new OC he's mine)

Reviews:

Darkness Death and Riches: Oh my gods that's a lot of fangirling. I am so sorry to have kept you waiting, truly I am. I'll try not to leave you for so long again. But you are correct that boy needs help.

DaughterOfTheMoon92: Thank you so much it's comments like yours that have brought me back to this story and I'm so glad you enjoy it. And it's ok I weirdly like the Percy torture fics too so if there's something wrong with that, then we're in the same boat.

Guest: Sorry for not updating quickly, but you will now (finally) get to see what is happening to Percy.

Guest: Wait did I post chapter 13 twice? I am sorry for the trolling, hopefully this makes up for it.

Guest: Lesson one – never tell me to update in my own time or this happens. (I am actually sorry by the way I'll try not to go missing again)

Tori Chase: I'm glad you loved the emotion in that scene I was worried it was just me being sappy and that no one else would find up emotional.

Tori Chase: Yeah, it is quite heart breaking to see him so scared. And I'll try to space me paragraphs out for you more so it's easier to read.

Guest: Please instead of just saying mean things could you give constructive criticism so that I know what to improve.

Brooke: The next chapter is here, sorry for your wait but I'm glad you find it interesting I hope you'll continue to enjoy my story.

lola1-123: Thank you so much, it was actually your comment that reminded me I hadn't updated in ages so everybody thank Lola. :')

Percy POV

Slowly, I regained consciousness. As I did I stretched out slightly, testing the length of my chains, when no noise came I peeled my eyes open to look. What I saw shocked me, this definitely wasn't my cell. The walls were low and white, connecting the panelled floor to the beamed ceiling. Carefully, so that I didn't aggravate my wounds, I swung my feet around and on to the floor. It was strange I seemed to be on some sort of bed, but Kronos would never give me a bed, ever. The closest I ever got was the stone slab in my cell.

Upon closer inspection, I found that there were two doors in my room and a window. I wanted to run for the doors so much, to choose one and hope it lead out of here. to my freedom. But no. That would never work, they'd only realise I was awake quicker and come to have their daily fun. So no, the doors were not an option – but the window was. If I could just get over there I could hopefully figure out where I was and prepare myself (ish) for what might happen. I did vaguely remember Lord Kronos saying we were moving closer to the demigods so we could attack. Maybe that's where we were. In which case I'd be fighting soon.

Quickly, I shook that thought from my head. I did not need to think about it right now, I could cross that bridge when I got there. Instead I focused on reaching the window without the titans noticing. Slowly, I shifted my weight forwards. Pain shot down my legs, but I could handle it. I was used to it. Gently, silently I stood and crept across the room. Padding along on the balls of my feet, avoiding any and all furniture. Eventually, I reached the window and balanced myself on the wall next to it. Taking a deep breath, I peered around the corner.

Instantly, I ducked back behind the wall. 'What? That made no sense.' I thought, I had to look again just to be sure. I looked again. It was the same my eyes weren't tricking me. Somewhere in the back of my mind I recognised it. The giant forest, the strawberry fields, the colourful array of buildings – no cabins. I knew it, all of it. But I just couldn't remember. I shifted my gaze to look at the other side and gasped. The sea. Di Immortals, the sea. Just looking at it made me feel more relaxed, if only slightly. My element, I hadn't seen it in over 100 years and looking at it now filled me with warmth.

As suddenly as it came my perfect moment ended. A noise came from the door, quickly I stumbled back from the window. But the fates hate me so obviously I tripped and fell. "Percy, oh my gods are you ok?" A worried voice asked as the sound of feet came closer to me. Hurriedly, I scurried backwards until the footsteps stopped. "I-I I'm sorry." I muttered quickly to try and ease the pain that would come. Surely this person would tell Kronos I was out of bed. "What are you sorry about?" The voice queried again. I didn't answer, the words seemed to stick in my throat like honey. Instead I just shook my head. "Percy," came the voice again, it was male I decided. Male and young. "Perce will you look at me, please?" I didn't want to, but I had to I couldn't disobey anyone here.

Slowly, I lifted my head. About a metre away stood a boy, no, a teenager. He wore all black clothing and his t-shirt had a skeleton cat on it. My gaze travelled up to his face, his black hair fell in his face which was set in a confused and concerned expression. His black eyes shimmered with the urge to help, but he held back. He seemed familiar. I knew him he was, he was… "Nico?" accidentally I had spoken out loud but he didn't seem to mind, he just nodded and smiled. "Can I come sit with you?" he asked while taking a step forwards. "N-no" I stuttered "you need t-to leave, go. Be-before Lord Kronos finds y-you. Leave." I told him.

His face cleared, he understood now. Good. I thought he would leave, but no. he sat across from me on the floor. "You don't remember, do you?" he smiled sadly. I looked back at him confused, what was he talking about? "Percy, we came to find you. At the new titan base. Me, Thalia, Jason, Piper, Leo, Hazel and Frank. We came and freed you, you're back at Camp Half-Blood. Away from the Titans. You're free from the oaths you made too." And with just his simple words it came back to me. Them finding me in my cell, running through the base. Nico saving me from Tethys and getting on the Pegasus. It was true.

"I-I'm free?" I checked again. He nodded at me and smiled again. "I don't h-have to f-fight you." He nodded again and stood, offering me his hand. For the first time in over a century, I smiled; a genuine smile. With some trepidation, I stretched up and took the younger males hand. Effortlessly, he pulled me to my feet and led me back to the bed. Once I was settled he pulled up a chair beside me. "You weren't in a good state when we found you Percy." He began to explain. "The Apollo kids and Chiron thought it would be best if you slept while they closed up the worst of your wounds." He said hurriedly. "Obviously they aren't gone but they've started healing up. But Percy I just thought you should know. You've been asleep for four days."

Nico looked at me worriedly. I think he expected me to be panicked or something, maybe I should have been. I don't know. But I wasn't, I just stared blankly back at him. It wasn't an unusual thing when the titans gave me beatings that would kill mortals I was often unconscious for days. Nico looked at me for a few more seconds. The silence was beginning to be a little awkward. He must've noticed too as he cleared his throat and spoke again. "One of the Apollo kids should be here soon to check on you. I think they're sending Ethan to be your 'doctor', he's actually the grandson of Apollo and son of Asclepius but he's the best medic we've got." I just nodded again.

To be truthful I didn't want anybody else here, I didn't trust them. I didn't really trust Nico but he hadn't done anything yet and he did save me. But that didn't mean I trusted anyone in camp. However, I did know I needed medical help. So, I guessed I'd just have to watch and be on guard. "Oh, I almost forgot." Nico jumped up breaking me from my thoughts. I flinched and shrunk back away from him, but he didn't seem to notice as he hurried from the room. Only to come back a moment later with a tray. Confusion blossomed inside me, which was only heightened when a heavenly smell reached me. "Here we are." He said setting the tray on the bed next to me and sitting back down. "Blue pancakes and syrup."

Nico was beaming like he'd done something amazing. But I couldn't figure out what. The blue pancakes, as he had called them, felt oddly familiar but I didn't know why. "Ummm N-Nico" I prodded one with a fork "w-what are blue pan-pancakes?" I asked him. His jaw dropped, literally. The son of Hades looked at me shocked for a second before he gathered himself together. "Um sorry, I guess I forgot you'd not had them in a hundred plus years." He explained, rubbing the back of his head sheepishly. "They're food, they used to be your favourite. Your mum would make them for you. And when people told you off for putting too much syrup on them you'd just say, 'I can't drown and neither can my pancakes'." Nico smiled at the end as if he was reliving a fond memory.

I realised he'd done something he thought I would enjoy, and he seemed so happy when he thought about it. I couldn't bear to make him upset about it. And, truthfully, they smelled amazing so I just muttered a quick thank you before smothering them in the syrup and cutting a piece off to eat. As soon as it landed in my mouth, I understood. My eyes lit up and I stared at the food with a new-found wonder. It was unreal, like eating a cloud that tasted like heaven. How had I forgotten this? I demolished the plate of pancakes quickly, even though I had been trying to savour the taste. But I just couldn't help it they were just too nice.

When I finally placed the knife and fork down to resurface for air I looked over at Nico. And I swear I had never seen someone look as happy in my life, well not that I remembered. It was like I had just made his day, no, his week by enjoying the pancakes he had brought me. He soon realised I was watching and blushed and looked away. I shrank back again, he wasn't looking at me, had I done something wrong? Ignoring my action, he took the tray away and said he was going to find Ethan, leaving me alone with my thoughts.

I watched the son of Hades until he had closed the door behind him, then I retreated into myself. I knew they'd saved me from Kronos but why? Nico said I was free and had treated me nicely but what did he want. I hadn't left the room or even been told where in Camp Half-Blood I was. He may have told me I was free but then why did I still feel like a prisoner? If there was one thing being with the titans had shown me it was that nobody did anything without a reason. And yes, he claimed that they saved me because I deserved it but, Kronos was my main enemy. I was the one prophesised to defeat him and we thought I did, but here he is. What if – what if they knew they couldn't defeat him without me so they brought me back pretended to be all nice and cosy. But really, they don't care what if I'm just being used to fight? Again. Just for the other side.

But even if they are, they're being nicer than Kronos was and if I leave he will definitely find me. And that won't be good. Because he'll use me to defeat the gods, and make me fight the demigods at least here I'm with family. My old friends. Where I haven't been beaten, well yet at least. But Lord Kronos can't be placated he gets what he wants, always. And right now, he wants me. Am I just putting people in danger by being here? They did free me from my oaths, so Kronos needs new ones. Maybe this time I'll be able to control it and not… no, no I'd have to fight he'd make sure of it. Kronos isn't one to waste a hundred years. No maybe I am safer here, for now while they are still being nice at least.

But Nico is genuinely quite nice and he used to be my friend. A close friend actually. So maybe the gods have ulterior motives for saving me but maybe my friends actually just want me safe. No, no. They probably knew of Annabeth's plan and are just trying to protect her, they need me.

I sighed out loud it was just so confusing, they were being nice but why? No one is genuinely nice they need me for something and as soon as I say no, that's when they'll bring the knives out and stop pulling their punches. They'll beat me until I agree. That's how the world works. I can't let them get to me, I just need to stay on my guard and get them to trust me. and then, maybe, I can run and hide from the gods and the titans until the war is over. Maybe just find somewhere to live in secret until people forget about me, and then go out and find a god to reverse my immortality. Yeah, that sounds good.

As I settled on my plan, happy in my thoughts of escape, the wooden door reopened. Nico came back in and was this time followed by a boy with neatly trimmed brown hair and gleaming blue eyes. Ethan. He was roughly 6 feet so he was a lot taller than Nico and could've been threatening if he tried as he was definitely well-built. But he didn't seem to want to be, he just looked happy and at home in the little room.

"Hi, Percy." He spoke confidently as if this was a normal thing. Being in a room with an ex-hero that was 117 years old and had just come back from being part of the enemy army. Totally normal. I didn't speak, I just continued to study him. He held a pen in his right hand and a clipboard in the other so he was right handed, that's how he'd hold a weapon. But he took his first step after a pause with his left foot, therefore it was more dominant and he'd kick with that one.

Confident in my brief analysis of his fighting I looked back at the son of Asclepius, who was looking at me cautiously. He glanced at Nico briefly, who nodded at him, he then turned back to me. "So Percy, um, you have severe lacerations covering your torso and back. But you, um, probably knew that." He chuckled, unsuccessfully trying to ease the tension that was steadily growing in the room. "Ok, anyway." He swiftly changed topic. "I need to check the wounds and change the dressing."

I nodded once and took off the blue shirt they had dressed me in. Underneath my chest was completely wrapped in bandages that Ethan quickly stepped forwards and began to unravel. Several times I hissed through my teeth as the bandages pulled at the wounds, but other than that there was no noise in the room. Soon the medic had discarded the old dressing and was applying a cold ointment to the cuts. It stung slightly but I didn't move as he applied it. Once done he wrapped a new bandage around me with Nico's help and handed me back my shirt. "I'll be back tomorrow to change them again." He said quickly while scribbling down some notes on his clipboard before scurrying out of the room.

I slowly put the shirt back on and rested back on the pillows. As I did so Nico retook his seat by the bed. "D-Don't you have somewh-where to be?" I asked him. He studied me again before answering "No, I'm spending time at camp until you're better and settled in. And until you are off bed rest Chiron has said I don't have to teach the campers." I nodded a few times, then started awkwardly studying the grains in the panelled floor. "You know," Nico interrupted my thoughts again "Ethan really admires you, they tell the story of your demigod career around the camp fire." I didn't look at him but my eyes widened in shock, why would anybody admire me? I was nothing. "But don't worry not many people know where you are staying so there won't be any visitors until you say you want them."

Silence surrounded us once again.

"You know, I've just realised" Nico began, I realised he wasn't going to shut up so I turned to look at him. "you have no idea what's happened in the last century." So he told me, everyday Nico would come to see me and carry on telling me everything that had happened. He only stopped when Ethan came or to go get food. He told me everything he deemed even slightly important in those weeks; human and demigod history, all the new inventions, all the things my old friends had done, all the changes at Camp Half-Blood and Camp Jupiter – including the new portal between them, everything. And slowly I opened up to the son of Hades, becoming more comfortable with his presence and talking to him. I even started speaking to Ethan after about four weeks.

It was strange as I became more comfortable with them. I wouldn't say I trusted Nico, but I trusted him not to hurt me. Which was something at least.

So, I'm back. That's a thing. Sorry for leaving again but I hope you enjoyed this chapter even though it doesn't have any action. I do think this is a really important part of the story (the recovery) so I'll try and make it as interesting as possible for you. The explaining of everything at the end of this chapter takes about 5 weeks as well, because I hate the stories where Percy goes from being broken to fine in three days. Which I understand is because it would be tedious to write it all so that's a five-week thing – just so you know.

Ok right that is all from me this week, I hope you enjoyed my reappearance. If you did please leave a review and if you didn't please let me know how to improve don't just tell me it's crap (please). If you want to know when the latest chapters are out as well, you can follow or favourite if you want then you get notifications – I think. Anyway that's all this week, see ya.