So, that was a long break from writing. And I'm sorry for the wait. But in order to counteract that, I have a SUPER LONG chapter for you. Almost 4,500 words! Dang, this took me awhile. But I needed it all in one chapter. Happy Reading! And I know it's late but Happy New Year!

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Chapter 16-Second Task

Annabeth
"Are you ready?" asked Harry.
"How can I ever be ready. It looks like hell." The world around me was deathly. A river of flame ran down towards a huge pit and dropped down like a fiery waterfall. Another river had transparent souls wailing and flailing around in the glowing deathly water. A boat with a skeleton underneath a black hooded robe with a thin long stick where a small lantern swayed on top.

Somewhere else, souls seemed to be walking around aimlessly, not having a care in the world. Next to it was a burnt place where screams seemed to ignite and a man was pushing a boulder up a hill but to no avail. But there was this couple of islands where people laughed and voices sang, all surrounded by a clear lake of water and beached.

Harry asked, "Where are we?"
"We're in the Underworld."

18 Hours Earlier

"Leo, give it back!" I screamed. Leo was running around the demigod common room holding up my Yankees Baseball cap. It finally started working again after the Second Giant War and Leo was being a…

I cursed something foul under my breath and snatched my cap from Leo's greasy hands. I slapped his head with my palm and punched him in the stomach.

Percy looked up from his game of monopoly, "Annabeth, I think he has learnt his lesson."
I settled back down onto Percy's lap and looked at his property on the board. I pointed to Boardwalk and whispered in his ear, "Don't buy it just yet until you're certain that people will land on it. Calculate the probability."
Percy frowned, "How do you do that?"
I sighed, "It's just simple math. If you-"
"Scratch that. I don't want to know."
Jason laughed and rolled the dice. I asked Leo, "Have you figured out what Ectoplasm might do in the Second Task?"
Leo stopped fiddling with his invention and glanced at the slimy glowing green goo in the glass jar. He shrugged, "I think that it is more of a ticket into the second task. I guess you can still get ectoplasm before to what you think, some underworld. Maybe a port key."

Piper chuckled, "I didn't know you paid attention in class."

"Hey. I'm not Percy!"

Percy put his hands up in the air, "What do you mean?!"

I shook my head, "You know what it means."

KNOCK. KNOCK.

I yelled, "It's open." Hermione peeked from behind the door with Harry and Ron in tow.
Hermione sheepishly looked at the group, who was all staring at her, disinterested and bored.

She asked, "Are you all ready for the Second Task?"
At the same time, Harry piped up, "Are you ready for breakfast?"

Percy stood up like a bullet and started jumping up and down like a little girl on a jump rope. "Who cares about the Second Task, let's go to breakfast!"

I placed a hand on his elbow, "Calm down Percy."
Percy dragged me up, "Let's gooooooooo!"

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Harry

I looked around carefully before going towards the fireplace. There waiting was Hermione and Ron, curled up on the floor with book(Hermione) in hand. Suddenly a wild man with shaggy black hair, that looked wild from a prison break, popped out from the snarling flames. The man's eyes were just as wild and untamed as his hair and his hands were calloused from tiring labor.

He looked around and asked, "No one else is here right?"
Hermione scoffed, "We wouldn't do that to you Sirius. And besides, most people are asleep at 3 in the morning for Merlin's sakes!"
"Just got to be safe with the Ministry sniffing up your butts." (Sirius Black FINALLY makes a guest appearance! Sorry, I almost like totally forgot him, and Mrs. Weasley and I need to add more Draco, Neville, Luna,...huh. Carry on)

"So Harry," Sirius continued, "Are you ready for the Second Task?"
I shook my head. Even though I knew the demigods and Dumbledore would keep me safe if (and possibly when) I reach my death, I was scared out of pants for the upcoming task. Ghosts and dead people? Not my thing with Voldemort apparently being alive. Speaking of Voldemort Reborn…

I asked, "Has Dumbledore figured out how Voldemort is alive?"
Sirius shook his head, "You know, you should really ask the old man himself. He cares about you much more than you think."
I raised an eyebrow, "Really? Cause, I know it has been awhile but he could have just mentioned that he sent powerful beings to protect a little boy like me?"

"You're not a little boy anymore Harry. You have to grow up. This tournament will test you and your skills. It's another reason the Ministry limited who could apply to become a champion."

Ron asked, "What do you think of the Second Task?"

Sirius hummed under his breath. "Well, being on the run does limit your options, but I think that Dumbledore won't be stupid enough to send young wizards into the Underworld. Then again, the man has gotten crazier in his old age."

Thump. Thump. Thump.

Harry pushed Sirius back into the fire, "Someone's coming." Sirius disappeared under the cloak of fire as Neville came clambering down. His fist rubbed his eye and he glanced groggily at us.
"What are you guys doing?"
Ron gulped, "Getting warm."
"It's like 4 in the morning."
"Yeah. Wake up early for breakfast."
"But it isn't until 7. And you shouldn't go to breakfast without the demigods, especially Percy. He would kill you. No joke."
Oh yeah, Neville is a son of Demeter. A secret has been keeping from his FRIENDS. Yet he tells my ENEMY, Draco Malfoy. Hermione scoffed.
Neville raised an eyebrow, "Wait, are you guys still a bit offended that I didn't tell you guy even though we have been friends for three years?"
Ron asked, "How do you know?"
"I pick up secret conversations. Helps me back at summer camp."
Hermione inquired, "Summer camp?"
"Yeah. It's where demigods go. Camp Half-Blood. We stay there to keep safe and learn how to protect ourselves."

There was a knock on the entrance and a yell saying, "Where are you Longbottom?"
I recognized that voice, Malfoy. I'm still surprised he was a good guy. Or he is spying on us for Voldemort.

Neville walked over and opened the door, revealing Malfoy and Luna. The weird girl was holding a magazine upside-down and weird spectral glasses on. Malfoy had a sly grin plastered on his face and his hair slicked back with some gel.

I yelled, "What are you doing here?" along with Hermione and Ron.
Malfoy shrugged, "Neville invited me. This is my school too you know. And I just want to say congratulations for getting past the first task and the hell-fire that was the Yule Ball."

"Thanks?" Was Malfoy really giving compliments?

"But just so you know. I know what happened to Annabeth, what you did to her. She may forgive you for those nightmares. But I won't forgive you. Not only was Annabeth effected that day but so was Percy, Luna, I, and the rest of the demigods. We are a family. And you just hurt my family." growled Draco.

Neville chuckled nervously, "Calm down Dragon. I get it, protect family, but just let the boy breathe. He's sorry."

I looked down at my hands. I had hurt Annabeth and the rest of the demigods. That's why there were still a bit awkward with me.

Luna smiled, "But there's no reason to bring that up. The Second Task is tomorrow. You better prepare. Annabeth showed me the poem. You have a lot to do. Oh, I better go see Annabeth."
Luna dragged Draco and Neville towards the demigods' rooms.

Ron put a hand on my shoulder, "It wasn't your fault Harry. Let's go. Maybe we can go see Hagrid this early."

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Draco

Potter never understands. I watch him leave the common room with the so-called 'Golden Trio'. Why do they always get the glory when it is mostly luck and Hermione that saves Harry's life?

Luna knocked onto the Americans' door and the portrait swung open for Annabeth.

I crossed my arms and stared at her, "What do you want us for?"
"I think something's gone wrong with the tournament. I'm pretty sure Dumbledore won't be stupid enough to send wizards into the Underworld for the Second Task."
I nodded, "He isn't. There will always be contingency plans."
"It could just be a fake Underworld. You don't have to be afraid of getting nightmares." commented Luna.

Annabeth sighed, "No, when I went on a patrol last week, I saw the tournament officials preparing for the tournament-"

Neville asked, "Isn't that cheating?"
Annabeth shook her head frantically. I know she would never cheat, right?
"What?! No, besides Harry cheated and the rest of the champions cheated on the first task as well. It's not really cheating. More like-being in the right place in the right time. Where was I? Oh, yeah. There was this cloaked figure in the woods. The other officials said that he was a benefactor and helped fund the tournament greatly. Leo did some researching and he found out that this 'benefactor' supplied the drakon from the first task."
Luna started to catch on, "Which almost killed Harry."
"Right. If it wasn't for you guys to stun it without Harry knowing. I know it was technically cheating but that boy is WAY out of his mind if he wants to battle a drakon. But the thing is, Dumbledore didn't seem to be wanting to help Harry. And I don't know if the ol' headmaster can even be trusted. I mean, look, sure Harry found out on his own but I agree, it would have been better for Harry to KNOW we were protecting him. That way he wouldn't be that careless. And plus, Dumbledore KNOWS how dangerous a drakon is. He seems to know A LOT about Greek mythology. He didn't help Harry in any way. And the Second Task? Well, this is where you guys can help me. We are going to confront Dumbledore. So how does that sound?"
I looked at Luna and Neville with confused looks. What is going on with sis?

I chuckled, "So… sure we would love to but… ARE YOU OUTTA YOUR MIND?"
"What?!"
"Dumbledore is a good guy. He literally went against Voldemort in the first war. He would do it again. How could you convict him like that? He isn't guilty." pleaded Neville.

Annabeth scoffed, "Ok, fine. But to make sure...let's go."
She grabbed my hand forcibly. I slid out of her grip then asked, "Why us?"
"Well. You know Dumbledore well enough. And the Golden Trio wouldn't help anyway. So...help?"
Neville shrugged, "What's to lose?"

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Annabeth

"Lemon Drop." The gargoyle growled in disgust and whispered, "Stupid students knowing everything."

I stormed up the stone spiral staircase. Neville jogged alongside me and asked, "Did you sleep well last night?"
"Yeah. 3 hours. Why?"
"Just wondering."

Neville went down towards Draco and Luna and relayed the information. Draco's eyebrows furrowed together in confusion and worry. I kicked open the door and saw Dumbledore in deep thought, hands holding up his head and eyes staring out into space.
Dumbledore said, "How may I help you demigods?"
Draco and Neville looked at each other in confusion, wondering how Dumbledore figured that out. Luna was examining all the pensieves and artifacts stored around the office.
I asked, "Who is the benefactor?"
Dumbledore hummed, "Benefactor?"
"The donor of the tournament. He donated the drakon that NEARLY killed Harry."
"Yes, nearly."
"And the second task? Why would you send wizards into the Underworld? Only few demigods EVER make it back."
"I assure you Ms. Chase that the ministry is aware of this. I am sure this is no true Underworld. There is nothing to be afraid of."
"But sir. That same donor I spoke of may have ENTIRELY planned the second task. Something will go wrong. I just know it. And why are you trying to cover this up? Saying there is nothing to worry about. Are you part of the conspiracy?"
"If this is something you are truly worried about, I will look into it. For now, I believe breakfast is starting soon."
Draco said, "Sorry for intruding. Annabeth just has some weird fancies lately. We won't bother you anymore."
As the group went down towards the Great Hall, Draco turned towards Annabeth,
You happy?"
"Not quite."
"Well put a cap on it. The Second Task is tomorrow. You want some rest this time."
Tournament Day

"Are you sure you're ready Annabeth?" asked Percy as we made our way towards the arena.
"I'll be fine Percy."
"I love you."
"Love you too." I pecked a kiss on his cheek then made my way to the champions tent.

I sat down next to Harry and waited for instructions.

Bagman came in and said, "So, I hoped you all did open up your eggs and heard the poem. So, you know what is going on. However in order to reach where your 'sorely missed' entity will be, you must gather something from the ghosts around the arena. Once you do, you can activate the port key towards the area. Any questions?"
Fleur raised a petite little hand, "What is theis subestance?"
"That the ghosts will tell. Good luck. And Harry, best of luck to you."

Mr. Crouch restated, "Points are: Mr. Potter with 40. Mr. Krum with 40. Ms. Chase with 38. Mr. Diggory with 38. And Ms. Fleur, you have 35 points. You may begin."

I hurried off towards the arena and Harry came towards me, "You only got 38 points? That isn't fair. You nearly killed the beast."
"Well I technically didn't use magic. I think that's why. But, do you have your ectoplasm?"
"Yep."
I entered the arena and saw it dramatically changed from the first task. The ground was entire stone and ghosts were floating around, talking to each other and moaning while bumping into walls repeatedly. A glass dome surrounded the arena with the audience cheering around it. I spotted Percy in the stands and waved to him and the rest of the demigods.
I made my way towards the port keys, mounted on top of a stone altar. There was rusted kettles and keys. A ghost was leaning against the altar, reading a book. I tried to tap him but my finger seemed to slip through his transparent body. Finally when he flipped a page, my finger touched something smooth, that felt like jello.

The ghost looked towards me with disinterest. He looked middle-age with transparent robes and wrinkled shoes. He stated, "Put the substance around the port key."
"Well. Is it ectoplasm?"

The ghost returned to his book and didn't respond. I sighed and poured the green slime over a kettle. Harry came over and watched me carefully, "How do you know we even have the right substance?"
"Looked at the others."
"OK? What are they doing?"
"Getting ectoplasm. Plus I overheard people talking about ectoplasm one night."
"What?"
"I still do patrols."
"Fine. Let's do this." Harry mimicked me. As soon as the ectoplasm touched the kettles, it hardened into a layer of green covering that almost seemed like candy or plastic.
Harry watched his ectoplasm harden.
I nodded and touched the kettle. I was transported high in the air and I couldn't remove my hand from the kettle. The world started spinning and I landed in a dark world.

"Are you ready?" asked Harry.
"How can I ever be ready. It looks like hell." The world around me was deathly. A river of flame ran down towards a huge pit and dropped down like a fiery waterfall. Another river had transparent souls wailing and flailing around in the glowing deathly water. A boat with a skeleton underneath a black hooded robe with a thin long stick where a small lantern swayed on top.

Somewhere else, souls seemed to be walking around aimlessly, not having a care in the world. Next to it was a burnt place where screams seemed to ignite and a man was pushing a boulder up a hill but to no avail. But there was this couple of islands where people laughed and voices sang, all surrounded by a clear lake of water and beached.

Harry asked, "Where are we?"
"We're in the Underworld."

Suddenly, I saw flashes of memories in my mind. Tartarus, Grover, Elysium, Cerberus. Memories of past adventures. And then the pain. The pain of almost losing Percy. Almost losing the fight. I groaned and held my head. It was as if the place was trying to kill me or something.

Harry looked at me worriedly but said nothing.

We started walking around the place, examining where everything was. I saw a ghost pop up. It looked at us but its eyes seemed far away. It whispered, "Over there."
The ghost floated away. "Well, this definitely isn't real."
"How do you know?"
"Cause most ghosts can't talk. But where is everyone else? Last time I checked, Fleur was walking towards the altar."
"Did we go somewhere else?"
"I don't know."
We walked a little further towards in the direction the ghost pointed at. There attached to a pole surrounded by a river of fire was a middle-aged man in a brown suit and Ron. When we went closer, there were hellhounds? Surrounding my dad? What?!

I saw memories of my dad now, my running off, meeting Luke, and …. killing him. I shook the memories off. I whispered, "Harry, stay close behind me."

I withdrew my drakon bone sword and slowly tried to go around the hellhounds. I crouched around a black rock that spiked upwards. Unfortunately, one hellhound starting sniffing around and growled in my general direction. I pushed Harry forward, "Go save them. I got the hellhounds."

The hellhound jumped on top of my cover and tackled me onto the ground. I embedded my knife into the ribs of the dog. It howled in pain and tried to bite me in the neck. I took my knife out and stabbed it again, pushing the dog off of me. I saw Harry trying to drag Ron across the river through a small, rickety bridge. A hellhound came closing in, snarling at the retreating figure of Harry.

The boy began to drag Ron back into the stone that had lava trickling through it. The hellhound lowered a paw onto the bridge, that rocked and buckled on the weight. The dog quickly withdrew the hand and snarled at Harry, trying to leap to the boy.

As the hellhound jumped, Harry whipped out his wand and cried, "Stupefy!"
The dog stiffened, as if all of its bones froze, and the dog plopped downwards towards the river of fire, splashing droplets of fire water around. Harry used his robes to shield his face as some water reached his piece of land.

I yelled, "You're doing great, Harry!"
"Thanks. Annabeth-watch out!"
A hellhound came bounding towards me, almost galloping like a horse. Saliva came rushing out between its sharp teeth and away from the rest of the black shaggy head. I ran to the side, hoping to climb on top of a rock to get some high ground. The rock was slippery, but thank the gods for the rock climbing wall back at camp!

The dog tried to climb up, but its all fours came sliding down from the smooth rock. It pawed the rock menacingly, trying to gain a hold. Trying and failing. I threw my dagger straight into its eyes and the dog instinctively pawed for the eyes, only digging the knife even further into its eyes. It howled in pain, but the voices died down as the dog become golden dust.
I ran over to Harry, who had Ron and my dad on the floor and across the river on my side of underland. Harry was desperately trying to wake Ron up, slapping him in the face.
I shook my head, "Let's get them to the port key." I gather my dad's arm around my shoulder as I tried to half-drag half-walk him to safety.

Harry asked, "Where's the other champions?"
"I don't know. But something went wrong. Why were hellhounds here? Why were we the only ones brought here?"
"Maybe we choose the wrong port key?"
"No. It's completely random what portkey is chosen. Maybe...maybe we got the wrong type of substance."
"What do you mean?"
"Think about it. We got our ectoplasm from Peeves. But last time I checked, Peeves wasn't giving ectoplasm to the champions. Maybe, Peeves was sent to give us different type of ectoplasm or something like that."
"I don't know. But the theory does make sort of sense."

We were silent for the rest of the trek and we gathered up the port keys and made sure our 'damsels in distress' were secured onto the port key.

We made it back into the arena, where everyone seemed to be in a kind of distress. Dumbledore and the rest of the demigods were gathered around the altar, trying to figure something out. When I appeared from the sky with a portkey, Percy and the rest enveloped me in a hug.

Piper cried, "We thought we lost you!"
"Um what? What's going on?"
Hazel whispered, "Something went wrong because all the other champions came back but you two didn't."
Jason continued, "The others said you weren't in the place they were in. I don't know really."
I nodded, "That's right. Harry and I went somewhere else. We didn't see the other champions. Or their loved ones. Wait a minute-" Why was my father here? Sure, I sort of love him, but how come Percy wasn't the one I had to save. I mean, Krum saved Hermione, his sort of girlfriend. But what about Percy. I know I love him, but how come he wasn't there. What…

Percy asked, "You alright?"
"Yeah. Yeah." I muttered while under deep thought.
Draco, Luna, and Neville came towards us. Neville paced around worriedly, "You were right."
Percy chuckled, "Annabeth is right about a lot of things."
"She was right about the second task going haywire. The benefactor, I saw him in the stands with the judges. He was cloaked and he never showed his face. But his fingers were thin and had a lot of scars on them. But that was it."
I hummed under my breath, "Looks like we don't have a lot to go on here. But, search into people who have money. And lots of it. But, we can definitely rule out the Malfoy family and the Potter family, right Draco?"
Draco looked around worriedly, almost in fear, "I think so. But I will have to check with Father."
Draco started walking towards someone who had lucius white blonde hair like his own.

Neville watched after Draco's retreating figure, "I think that's Mr. Malfoy. He will definitely not like that Draco was hanging around me. But maybe happy about Draco's affiliation with you Americans. Mr. Malfoy always desires more power."
I whispered to Luna, "Make sure your brother is alright. I got a bad feeling about this all."
Luna nodded and dragged Neville off to find a Crumple-Horned Snorkack or something.
Frank started to finger his bow lightly, reaching behind his back. Jason noticed and asked, "What's wrong?"
"I don't know. But something just seems off."
I sighed, "I know right. Something has been off since the beginning of this quest. And with Harry thinking he saw Voldemort and his dreams about Atlas and Hyperion. I guess our work is cut out for ourselves."

Leo asked, "But why would Atlas and Hyperion want to kill Harry? As far as I know, they don't have any grudges towards wizards."
"I don't know. Maybe Voldemort has friends or something else is going on."
Hazel nodded, "But for now. We should sleep on it. We have a long day tomorrow. School."
Everyone besides me groaned while I smiled. I asked, "What? School isn't that bad."
Piper shook her head, "Sheesh. Just wait, you'll come to your senses Annabeth."
Leo laughed, "But how can she? She's an Athena child."

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Unknown

As I made my way through the dark obsidian chiseled marble, guards flanked my every move. Guards that were dracanae. Or that's what my lords call them.

I followed close behind the pale and nose-less Voldemort. As soon as we reached the throne room, I pulled my cloak down even further and reached towards my weapon.

Voldemort begrudgingly starting the kneel and I followed the movements. I withdrew my hood and saw black hair tumble down my face.

Atlas, the big grey statue, stared into my soul and boomed, "What happened?"
I rose and spoke without a hint of fear, while my hand still crept towards my weapon, "Everything went according to plan. I convinced the ministry to switch out the substance last minute. This gave me time to set up a new area, where the girl and the Potter boy went. It was a reinterpretation of the Hades' Underworld. However, the children were smart. They defeated the monsters you sent. And, uh, finished the task."
Hyperion hummed and drummed on his throne. "You did well my servant. And the children were supposed to defeat those little hellhounds. I was essentially testing them. Seeing their skill. I did see them survive the task. Unfortunately, the girl didn't break down?"
"No my lord. I believe she was too hung up on survival or she was stronger than we suspected."
"Hmm. So the girl is starting to heal. And wait, the boy in the first task with the drakon. How did he survive the drakon if the girl did all the work in the second one? Is the boy...a fake?"
"I researched into it my lord. It seems the boy had...help. Perhaps, his friends distracted the gruesome beast while he got the egg."
"Hmm. You may sit. My nose-less friend, tell your servant in the school to start Phase 3. Tell him to get ready to kill Harry Potter."

So, I hope you enjoyed that. I'll admit, I don't know if I did good. This was different. How I pushed the plot. Some of you might rage on me for accusing Dumbledore. But you know, that wizard has the right reasons but somewhat faulty execution of the plan. How he doesn't tell Harry everything that would have saved his life where Hermione and luck didn't need to! It's just what I think. No one is perfect. And I'm DEFINITELY Not. -hope4all

Trivia: What do you think what happens next? Is Dumbledore not what he says he is?
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