Hey guys! First off, thanks so much for all the reviews on chapter one! XD I got way more than I was expecting, which is awesome. This is only chapter two, but I can easily say that you guys rock. I'm gonna try to keep this short and sweet.

In case you didn't see, I update every four days to get longer chapters for you guys. I changed it from my last story. Sorry! If people like the two days better, I can go back to that. I thought four would give you guys longer chapters without waiting too long. Also, if I give you a cliffhanger, it'll make it so much sweeter. :)

Other answers to questions:

Yes, this is a Chaos story. I'll let you decided for yourself (for now) if Percy is really insane. ;) Id love to answer Percabeth 101's many questions on Hermes and Artemis, but where's the fun in that? :) Why show you all my cards this early in the game? Don't worry; you'll get answers eventually. ;) Also, I happen to actually like Annabeth. :) I ship Percabeth, but there's some occasions when Percabeth just... Doesn't work. So now Annabeth is dead. I sunk my own ship.

Ok, disclaimer! I own nothing but please enjoy this chapter as much as you enjoyed the last one (hopefully)!

Percy's POV (italic means recap at beginning)

Because I would be back. And then they'd all pay.

I swear it on the River Styx.

After falling for an uncertain amount of time that could've been hours, days, months, or anywhere in between, I hit rock bottom. Literally.

I landed between huge hole in the ground (I wasn't too keen on finding out what was in there) and a river flowing with black water. The River Styx. The river of hate.

How fitting.

I had just struggled to my feet (still bound in chains, here) when a hideous monster I had never seen before popped out of the hole in the ground. (After fighting two wars and taking a previous trip to Tartarus, you'd think I'd have seen it all.) It had the head of a hairless cat and the body of a huge spider. It scanned the area quickly, twisting its head a full 360 degree circle. I hadn't even been in Tartarus for five minutes, yet I was already worried id lose my lunch.

The creature did a full perimeter check before turning its eyes back to me. I was slightly disturbed to see that it's eyes were entirely black. It was like looking into a black hole.

Seeing I was alone, the cat-spider hybrid scuttled over to me. I expected it to kill me painfully with it's spider legs, then chew on my bones with it's cat head. And then my spirit would go to the Fields of Punishment, or it'd be stuck in Tartarus forever with my murderer, the hybrid creature. Happy thoughts.

Instead of my slightly-deranged prediction, the creature didn't kill me. Not sure to be thankful for that or not. Honestly, I'd just be going from one hell to another. Only difference would be if I was still living or not.

The creature stood in front of me, sniffing the air. Then it opened its mouth, showing rows of hundreds tiny needle-like teeth, before it spoke. "Perseus Jackson, exiled son of Poseidon."

Exiled? I loudly laughed at that. I didn't know they exiled me as well! Disowned, banished to Tartarus, and exiled from Olympus, all in one day! I bet everyone is talking about me. Unless Zeus forbid everyone from talking about me. That wouldn't surprise me if he had.

The monster continued, it's voice so deep and low-pitched that I couldn't help from laughing out loud. Although, it's not like I was trying very hard to keep my humor to myself. "My master will be every happy with the prize I am about to bring back for him." Bile rose up into my mouth as the wrinkly face morphed into a demonic smile.

Then I took in the meaning of its words. "I'm not going anywhere with you, freak," I spat. "I'd rather die in Tartarus than go with you."

The demonic smile widened. "That can be arranged." The monster turned around, showing me its backside. From the hairy black mass that was its butt, a giant scorpion tail unfurled. Green poison dripped from it's stinger, poised and ready to attack.

The monster turned back around. "Ready to rethink my offer?"

I shook my head defiantly. "Never."

It smirked. "Good thing I wasn't offering."

In one swift movement, the creature hooked my chains on it's scorpion stinger. It pulled me off my feet and dragged me into the hole it had appeared from.

"Hey!" I tried to shout, but it came out more like a wordless scream. I was yanked down a flight of steps before I had time to make it last the "h" sound in "hey".

Groaning, i landed at the bottom of the many steps in a heap. My entire body hurt. I didn't think I could move anything without it snapping.

The monster had a different idea. "Get up demigod," it growled. "You may have been strong enough to survive being a spy for Kronos and his mother Gaea, but if you don't hurry to meet your new lord, you'll wish I had killed you when I had the chance."

I stood shakily, my knees wobbling dangerously. I hoped we didn't have to walked much farther; I don't think id be able to make it.

The creature led me down hallways and up small flights of stairs nothing like the one I tumbled down. Finally, we stopped in front of an ordinary-looking door.

"This is your stop, demigod. My master will be in to see you." The creature opened the door and shoved me in before I had time to get out a single word. Then it locked the door behind me.

The first thing I noticed was that I was alone. Then I noticed that the walls were covered in pictures. Of monsters. Hellhounds.

They covered every surface, different sizes, different poses, and different victims. All were black, staring at me with their blood red eyes. I sank to the floor as flashes of visions bombarded me.

A black hellhound hiding in the bushes. Beautiful blonde hair shining in the moonlight. The black trying to cover the blonde. A bronze sword. Golden dust. The blonde hair was dyed red. There was a puddle on the ground. The water gleamed red in the moonlight.

I gasped and squeezed my eyes shut, trying to keep the visions at bay. I didn't realize I was sitting on the floor. When had that happened?

As I tried to recover from the onslaught of flashbacks, the single door in my cell burst open. An imposing figure hidden by shadows stood in the doorway. In a deep, masculine voice, he said, "Hello Perseus Jackson."