A/N: Okay, okay. I've been focusing on Tartarus currently, but after this we'll go back to the Argo II crew.

Last time: It was hard to focus while being strangled, but I'll do my best to explain what happened. The wood of Annabeth's guillotine burst; the blade flew, decapitating Kelli the freaky lady. In a flash, Annabeth was in front of us. Her fist connected with Serephone's nose, knocking her head back. She grabbed my wrist, judo-flipping me over her shoulder.

"Aw! What the fuck!" I exclaimed.

"Get off your ass," Annabeth commanded. "Get ready to run, Water Boy."

"What?"

She frowned deeply at me. "Your so stupid, Percy." Annabeth stated. "Get off your ass and start using those superpowers you've got!"

Oh.

Oh.

_Percy Jackson _

_Unknown Date and Time, Tartarus _

After the initial shock of Annabeth besting me up and scolding me like I was a three year old, I had gotten up, whipping out my sword. Annabeth and I stayed shoulder to shoulder, facing opposite directions. Some monsters came down, trying to kill us and all. Others were getting mauled by more monsters. Nico was throwing a tantrum in his little box.

We were making good time. Annabeth had always been good at combat, even without being able to fly. I wasn't paying too much attention to her, seeing as she had probably gone through more monsters then I had.

Swipe, cut, stab. If too many would be coming at once, I use the force of the ground (which, thank the gods, was made of rocks and dirt) to pilot them backyards or just kill them all together. I cut down another monster, barely having time to catch my breath before another was charging towards me.

"We gotta get outta here," Annabeth called. "Got any disappearing tricks?"

I swiped in a wide arc, opening a gash across the monster's chest. "Yeah, but it's dangerous."

"I live for danger!" Annabeth exclaimed, her voice rising on 'live' as she was probably killing something.

I jammed my sword into one of the smaller monsters, lifting him up and swinging him like a baton at two other monsters. All three disintegrated into dust. I raised my hand, creating a small whirlpool of water. It hardened into a spiked-bat. It rammed through monster after monster as I chopped down more. However, armada wasn't get any smaller. In fact, I think that for every monster I'd kill, five more would show up.

The ground opened, swallowing like twenty monsters whole. Some flew back out before I could close it. Another fissure opened up, steam and volcanic lava bursting out and frying six monsters. The steam turned to water, gallons and gallons of water that filled the airways of nine monsters.

"Percy!" Annabeth called. "Anytime now would be—uf—great!"

I stumbled, my vision turning slightly fuzzy. Ah damn, I thought. Now or never.

I turned around as quickly as I could (which isn't that fast) and grabbed Annabeth's wrist. I don't know how to describe it. It's like, a weightless feeling. Like being underwater, while in outer space. Did that make sense? Like, being drenched in water, while floating and weightless. You'd understand if you've experienced it.

However, it was a lot harder to navigate without water in the air (I'm guessing Tartarus, being a deadly area, has horrid, poisoned air. It was like trying to stir tar (lol, tar, Tartarus. HAHAHA!). It hadn't been long, I think, before I was falling onto the ground. My head was pounding; my eyes stinging and limps weak and heavy like sandbags; my ears were ringing; my chest was tight, making it hard to breath. It was like my lungs were filled with water.

Annabeth's voice was sluggish and murky. I could make out her silhouette next to me, sensing her panic. Then, everything went black.

I had a freaky dream. I don't usually dream when I pass out (yeah, it happens that often), so this was especially freaky. I was on a boat, trapped in the corner, unable to move. The room looked like the ballroom in Beauty and The Beast: golden columns and pillars were all around, deep blue drapes covering the walls, and a giant, gold chandelier hung from the ceiling.

In the back, all the way across from me, was an empty pedestal. There was a tapestry painted above the pedestal, and a blonde man was kneeling before it. "Soon, Lord Kronos, you will be home." he muttered. "Once that damned spider returns with your remains, then we can begin the transformation."

The large double doors opened. I turned and looked, seeing those three Titans I'd fought (with Grey Shadow) last year. I recognized Nakamura with his eyepatch and glossy hair. The three Titans walked briskly to the kneeling man, bowing before the tapestry.

"Luke," Nakamura said, calling his attention.

"What do you want, Ethan? Shouldn't you be with the spider witch, getting the remains?" Luke asked.

"Um…there's a slight issue," Ethan said nervously.

"Grey Shadow and Hurricane banished Arachne to Tartarus," the girl Titan stated.

Luke flared with rage. "What!"

"Don't worry, they themselves fell into Tartarus," Ethan tried to console.

"And where are the remains of Kronos?" Luke asked, standing up.

"Uh, about that," Ethan said. "Sagittarius—"

"Ethan Nakamura, your suck a fuck up!" Luke exclaimed furiously. "Every job I give you, you manage to mess up! Even when your job is retrieve a crate, a simple crate, you can't even do that!"

"Now, Luke," the other Titan said, speaking up. "Let's not do something we'll regret."

"Oh no, I will most definitely not regret this."

The chandelier shook from the ceiling, like it was being controlled by someone. It came down, breaking a hole in the ground. "Throw him in." Luke commanded.

My vision darkened, the sound of Ethan Nakamura's scream ringing in my ear.

Everything came rushing at me. Breathing hurt, the air stinging my lungs. I rolled onto my hands and knees, dry-heaving. My eyes stung, watering and all that. "Hurricane? Hurricane?" Annabeth was calling my name.

"Percy!" Annabeth exclaimed, moving in front of me. Annabeth helped me sit down, rubbing my head gently.

After a few minutes, the pain had subsided. "I-I'm okay." I said, taking in a ragged breath.

"You scared me, dude," Annabeth said, running a hand through her curls.

"Sorry." I said sheepishly.

"You should be good for another few hours," Annabeth explained. "With fire-water."

I nodded slowly. "How long was I out?"

Annabeth shrugged.

"A while. A long time." she offered. "We should be moving, since your awake."

I furrowed my brows, looking at her. "Where are we, anyway?"

"I found this burrow in the ground. Some creature nearby told me the owner wouldn't be back for awhile. It's a long story." Annabeth explained.

"What's—"

"Percy, we are in some random monster's home right now, without any idea when said monster may come back." Annabeth stated calmly. "I think it's safe to say we should be leaving."

I nodded, slowly getting to my feet. Annabeth was already up, helping me stand when I stumbled. "Top opening is just up that way," she said, nodding up to the ceiling. It was at least two feet away, with a wide hole that broadcasted the red sky.

"I think you'd be able to reach it, Percy," Annabeth exclaimed. "Seeing as, your really tall. I'd have to jump a couple'a times, get some air and all that. You'd most likely need a boost, seeing as you can barely stand on your own without the support of me. Maybe you could treat it like a rock climbing wall, stick your feet on these rock edges and—"

"Annabeth, shut up," I said. She smiled sheepishly. "Gosh, your such an adorable nerd, Wise Girl."

"Shut up," she said shyly.

I nudged her shoulder, facing the wall. "Let's do this."

A/N: So, here it is. I tried for it to be long, don't know how that worked out. Let me know how this chapter made you feel, predictions, anything. I live for the reviews. Um, I don't know if I'm gonna update on Friday. I probably won't, so don't be expecting me. See you whenever!

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