Hey guys! Oh my gods, thanks so so much for all the reviews last chapter! Over 20?! You guys are amazing. Ok, so I can read reviews again now! Time to answer/respond to a few selected reviews!

Omega Alpha Hydra: I hope I did well on my math test too! Although I'm not sure how I did yet. Math tests are the worst kinds of tests. :( I wonder if there's a god of math tests... That'd be a terrible domain. ;)

benpool99: While you did have a good amount of conspiracies, I'm sorry to say that Old Annabeth went for rebirth. Not sure if Percy and New Annabeth will ever meet, but as for now, I don't think they will. Sorry to ruin your conspiracies.

Ok! So that was the stuff I can reply to without giving anything away. ;) No spoilers! :) Anyways, I can't believe I have over 100 reviews on this already! There's only five chapters. :) I love you guys. Really, I do. Anyways, disclaimer! I own nothing but please enjoy this story! :)

Nico's POV (by request! Get excited; first POV change!)

"She went for rebirth as soon as she reached Elysium."

Percy's scarred face didn't waver, but one look in his eyes told me that the rest of his crumbling sanity had just shattered. His eyes were so green, they looked black. They were so full of pain and anger that they were darker than my eyes.

I knew instantly that he wasn't joking about his ignorance regarding Annabeth. No one told him. How awkward.

Trying to sound sympathetic (and failing), I said, "Uh, I'm sorry Percy. I mean, I know you murdered her and all for your really boss, Gaea, but that doesn't mean you didn't love her. You were just doing what you were supposed to, I guess." The words sounded fake even to me. Percy's face didn't change; he kept blankly staring off into space at a place right above my left shoulder.

I paused, waiting for a reaction of any kind. When I got nothing, I felt my anger rise up in me. I did nothing to stop it.

My face flushed, making my skin look paler than usual due to my anger. Trying to keep my overall composure calm despite my cutting words, I growled, "What's your problem? You betrayed us! You betrayed me. You went behind our backs, telling our secrets to Gaea, then murdered your best friend/fiancé. When I told you that she couldn't stand seeing your face ever again, you went all depressed-teenage-girl on me. I think i deserve an explanation! The truth!"

I almost yelped when Percy's eyes turned to me. Instead of staring somewhere distantly, almost over my shoulder, he was staring me dead in the eyes. His eyes were so dark and full of pain that they almost made me pee my pants. Hey, I said almost; don't look at me like that.

I didn't move, frozen like a deer in the headlights. Percy didn't move for a moment that seemed to last forever, before he finally moved his gaze elsewhere. I sighed in relief, until I noticed Percy's scarred arms clenching. It was as if he was pulling on something...

I gasped out loud. The chains! He was trying to snap the chains!

I looked at them closely and sighed in relief. They're celestial bronze. He'd never be able to break those. I don't know why I was so worried.

Just as I thought that, the wall behind Percy seemed to explode.

Warning! Torture! Warning!

I sat up on the floor, coughing at the dust flying through the air. What happened? I looked at the wall, seeing a giant hole there, and around the room. I saw countless bits of rock and other forms of debris, but I didn't see the form of another human being. That's when I saw the open door. "He got out," I whispered, shocked. I was about to yell out the alarm (why didn't they come rushing when they heard the explosion?) when a hand grabbed my throat from behind.

Percy twisted me around, my toes barely touching the ground, and brought my face close to him. With a snarl, he growled out, "I could kill you right now." He lofted me up a little higher, causing me to weakly claw at my throat as my vision started to fade.

My vision slowly returned as Percy lowered me just enough so that my feet barely touched the ground. He sighed. "Sadly, I need you. You're going to send a message to our dear friends, the Olympians."

My face was blue, my vision dark around the edges. Still, I managed to choke out a single word. "Never."

Percy raised me up a little higher, just so much that the tips of my toes were barely off the ground. My eyes bulged. "You will take the message to the Olympians if you value your life. If not, I could find many ways to dispose of my useless trash." He lifted me an inch higher from the ground. "I heard that immortals can fade in Tartarus if they're killed just the right way."

Coughing and choking, I feebily clawed at his hands around my neck. Percy lowered me back down so that my feet rested slightly on the ground. "What was that? I couldn't hear you," Percy taunted.

"I'll help," I choked out, trying to get better footing on the ground.

"Good," Percy said, sounding satisfied. He left go of my neck suddenly, causing me to stumble and almost fall to the ground. I wobbled on my feet, extremely dizzy, but I was afraid to sit down. Who knows what he'd do if I tried to sit? "Don't run; I'll find you and kill you before your get far, even if you're shadow traveling," Percy warned.

Warning! Torture is Over! Warning!

I nodded quickly, and the sudden movement caused me to fall on my butt in the rubble. Percy smirked evilly. "Take a seat, why don't you." He sat down across from me as he said it, gently sitting on a large block.

After I regained most of my composure, I asked the psychopath in front of me, "What do you want me to say?"

He smirked in a way that made me regret asking. It almost made me regret not fading. "Here's what I want you to say." He proceeded to list off several things. With each sentence that came from his mouth, the knot of dread in my stomach grew. By the time he was finished, I was paler than a ghost that had just discovered he was a ghost.

"Got it all?" Percy asked after he said the last sentence. Slowly, I nodded my head. This was suicide. Zeus is going to kill me for delivering this. But then again, Percy will kill me for not delivering this. Who's wrath would I rather face...?

I guess im going to die on Olympus today then. It's mind of sad that I fear my former cousin more than the king of the gods.

"You have your message!" Percy barked, shooing me away. "Now go before I decide you are useless!"

I stood quickly and fell into a shadow before Percy could change his mind on letting me go. Gods, if he pulls through with his "promises" (or threats, as they should be referred to as), we're all so screwed.