AN: Hey guys, I caught some of you out on the last question! *Snicker*

A pit scorpion was what Luke set on Percy at the end of the lightning thief; it was Elder Python Venom that he used on Thalia's tree. So... Bookworm1235 won. I'm not sure if I should let it count seeing as you weren't logged in... Meh, I'm feeling nice. Please review who you want in my story!

Piper or Hazel huh? Well, Ok- I'll try. It won't be for a few chapters though, so hold on for that. And... I was going to add Festus anyway guys, but, since so many of you want him... Keep a look out for him... He might appear sooner or later...

Percebeth Jackson-Chase, Paul? Wow, um, OK, I'll try to work him in somehow, again, won't be this chapter, but he will appear, never fear. Ohhh, Rhyme!

Disclaimer: Anything you recognise belongs to the awesome Ricky Riodan

Thanks for the explanation of duct tape! Cello tape is like clear sticky tape that you wrap birthday presents with. Google it! I should have done that for duct tape...

The spider in this chapter isn't the same one from Lord of the Rings; I just had Leo nick the name, OK?

Here we go, please review.

Chapter 4: In Which Leo gets lost...

Leo had been congratulated by everyone on his throw, even the Hermes cabin, who, while they were a bit mad for losing the flag, could accept that he won fairly. Leo had even got an "Alright throw, Punk," from Clarisse, which made people look at him like he'd done the impossible. Perhaps he had, as far as he knew Clarisse never complemented anyone, but the time traveller couldn't talk about abnormal.

The next day, the Hephaestus cabin explained all the modifications on the Hephaestus cabin, some of which he hadn't even known about in the future. The tunnels under the cabin also intrigued him, and he was sure that one of them lead to Bunker nine, only question was which one. He was planning on exploring them sometime. Like as soon as his siblings stopped stalking him!

Seriously, he appreciated their care, honestly, but it was starting to seem like he couldn't even go to the loo without a bodyguard. His siblings weren't particularly good at being subtle. Seems that was one thing they all got from their father- a disability to deal with organic life forms.

On the plus side, Leo's battle training was finally kicking off. Leo had spent last week training with the Hermes cabin. Due to the number in their however, it meant that Leo hadn't really done much. Now he was in his dad's cabin, and the Hephaestus cabin were doing sword training today. Leo's preferred weapon was a flaming hammer, but he was alright with a sword, at least he could hold his own (though he could never beat Percy). He would have to make a load of mistakes though. There was no way he would be able to do what he had done in the future on his first time, it would attract too much suspicion. He knew that should he stand out too much, Luke would tell Kronos, and being on the Titans lord's 'to watch' list, was not on his own 'to do' list.

So, as the cabin trooped toward the arena, Leo felt his apprehension grow, if only by a little. He need not have worried though. When they reached the arena, the Ares cabin was still in it, practicing, and after a brief argument with Clarisse, Beckendorf returned with a scowl, and the news that they would be going to the climbing wall instead.

Leo grinned; he hadn't been on the firewall yet, at least not this time at camp. He couldn't help but want to get to it. It wasn't so unusual to be good on the climbing wall, so he figured he didn't need to hold back.

Two minutes later, after Beckendorf's lecture of safety, that Leo promptly ignored, he was standing at the bottom of the wall, mental recording the patterns to the lava flow. Beckendorf had slowed the lava flow, as it was his first time. Leo hadn't even known that it was possible to slow it. He took a deep breath, and leapt at the wall. Swing, dodge, grab another handhold, swing again, and lunge. Before he knew it he was at the top, looking down on the astonished faces of his siblings. His manic grin promptly reappearing on his elfish face.

After the session of climbing, in which it was proved that while Leo might not be as strong as his siblings, he was defiantly more agile. As proved when he challenged Beckendorf to a race when the wall was at full power- he didn't expect that the burns his brother had would be going away anytime soon.

As the siblings returned to their cabin after lunch, from which Leo had snagged a couple of snacks. He needed them. He was planning on exploring the tunnels, and he needed something to eat if he got lost. He hoped that he wouldn't get too far lost, but hey, this was him. Poster boy for Murphy's Law. If it was possible to get hopelessly lost down there, as Leo was sure it was, then chances were he would get hopelessly lost.

He made his excuses, and his cabin mates all left for the forge, Nyssa sending him a worried glance; though his smile seemed to sooth her worry. As soon as they were out of sight, Leo jumped onto his bed, and pressed the descend button. His bed began to slowly sink into the floor bellow it, and it creaked some as it descended. Leo made a mental note to check out the mechanism of the bed. Maybe it needed a little oiling.

Then he was in the private room, with pale blue walls, and very little else. Leo grimaced as he looked around. This room reminded him to much of the ones in foster care. He needed to sort that. He reached for his tool belt, then realised he didn't have it yet. Another reason for him to find bunker 9.

Leo tapped Morse code onto the wall directly opposite the bed, a way of getting into the tunnels. He knew this from his future time at camp, when Harley had discovered it by accident, and had blurted it all out to Leo the next day.

Grinning, Leo set of down the tunnels, tying one of the balls of wool he had nicked from crafts around the bed, and forgetting to shut the door. He didn't notice the wool strain against the bed as he pulled it tight, and when he turned away, it hit the up button, the bed once more rising to join all the others in the cabin.

Before he had reached the end of the tunnels he already knew about, Leo's first ball of wool began to run out, and he paused to attach the second, and then continued on his way. He passed the underground armoury, but paused at the amount of dust on the door. Was it possible that the Hephaestus cabin hadn't found it in this time? He shoved the door open, coughing at the dust. It was still full! Leo laughed- his first discovered room (disregarding the fact he had known about it in the future). Then movement in the corner made him freeze, and a dark shape loomed out of the corner.

"Holy Hephaestus!" Coming out of the shadows was the biggest spider Leo had ever seen, and he had seen a lot of spiders. Leo backed up, he didn't particularly like spiders. He wasn't scared of them or anything, he had seen much worse things, but seeing one of his best friends dragged into Tartarus by the mother of spiders... Didn't really endear the species to him.

Leo heard the spider's pinchers clipping, almost like there was a rhythm to it. Leo listened more intently, could it possibly be?

.-. .-.. . .- ... . / -.. - -. .-. - / -.- .. .-.. .-.. / - .

It was! The freaking spider was speaking in Morse code! Well, since the spider wasn't attacking, Leo figured he should at least give it a chance, after all, this was her? His? The spiders home as well.

"I won't kill you, if you wouldn't mind not killing me. Is there a reason you are here, or is it just your home." Leo didn't really know much about homes. He had left his only home after his mom died, and though camp sort of became his home, he had to leave it before he could get too attached. Maybe this time round he would be able to call camp home, and mean it.

Leo listened intently to the spider's story, told as briefly as possible in dots and dashes. By the end he had to sit down, the story was almost impossible to believe, but the spider had sworn on the river Styx. Leo frowned as a thought occurred to him. In his time there was no spider guarding the armoury. In his time, there was no spider at all. No the future, not his time. This was his time now. But his siblings wouldn't have known about the spider set by the Hephaestus kids of the 1800's, they would have called her a monster and killed her.

Leo was glad that hadn't happened this time. A thought occurred to him, "Do you have a name?"

-.-

"Then do you mind me giving you one?"

-.-

"Shelob, after one of the greatest spiders in the literacy world!" Yes, Leo had read Lord of the Rings, once Annabeth had found out that he never got chance to, she ordered a Greek copy, and tied his legs to a chair in an empty room, with the book in front of him. He had no choice but read it- if he wanted his tool belt back. Leo was presently surprised at how much he actually liked it. Though he figured that Annabeth was regretting making him read it after his tenth "One does not simply walk into..." jokes. The stink eyes he got for his "one does not simply walk into the roman camp" really gave him chills.

Leo stood up, ready to keep exploring the tunnels. "Shelob, would you like to come with me? I'm trying to find a tunnel to bunker nine..."

.. / -.-. .- -. / .-.. . .- -.. / -.- - ..- / - ... . .-. . / ... .. .-.

"You can lead me there? That's great! But please, don't call me sir, my names Leo."

After a brief argument with Shelob over what she should call him, with her resolutely ignoring his commands to just call him Leo, and settling on Master Leo, which was even worse than sir, in Leo's opinion. The two set off down the tunnel, Leo following Shelob, with an irritated scowl on his face. He hated loosing arguments. Though he should be used to it by now. After all, no-one ever won an argument with Annabeth (except Percy).

The tunnels got more dusty and cobweb-y the further the two journeyed down them, and Shelob paused to explain that as she was the only one in them for many years, she couldn't do much but weave webs. Leo was getting a little tired of the boring walls though. The most exciting parts were the cave-ins, which Shelob cleared with almost no difficulty. If Leo had managed to get this far on his own, he would have been forced to go back by the cave ins, but Shelob got rid of that obstacle.

Leo kept winding his wool though, it wasn't that he didn't trust Shelob (though he didn't completely), just he wanted an alternate way back; should Shelob wish to stay in the bunker. Leo was too busy winding that he didn't look where he was going, and tripped over a rock in the floor. Shelob paused, and then scuttled up the wall, and over, so she was facing him. She picked him up, gently with one of her giant pinchers, and placed him on her back, moving around so she was once again facing forward. Then she rushed off, at a speed that a cheater would find hard to match.

Before too long had passed, Shelob stopped before a solid wall, and slid him off to stand in front of her.

- - ..- -.-. ... / .. - -..- / - .- ... - . .-.

Leo stuck his hand out, as per Shelob's instruction, and placed it palm up on the stone, which rolled away to one side, and revealed the back of bunker nine. Leo laughed and ran in, followed by Shelob, who was chattering excitedly, as she sped to a massive spider's web in the corner, which Leo guiltily remembered, he had burnt in the future.

Leo however ran to the workbench that he had claimed was 'his'. The tool belt was just there, as it had been the first time, and he put it on with glee, smiling as he wiped the dust off the bench. Leo looked up to see Festus's wings, and made a mental note to find the dragon someday soon. Leo pulled out the draw in front of the desk- expecting it to be empty.

It wasn't, his gasp made Shelob come scuttling, but he waved her off with a grin. His blueprints! All the designs he left at Yancy- they were here. Leo pulled them out, and scattered them over his bench, noticing a sheet of paper that didn't have his handwriting on.

'Careful where you leave these, Son'

Leo gulped, not his writing, not Chaos's. He had finally gotten a message from his father.

Haha bet you weren't expecting that!

Here's the next question...

Can you name three satyrs (or fawns)? But Grover is not allowed!