Hey guys! Thanks for all the reviews last chapter! :) im glad everyone (that reviewed) liked the chapter! Um... I really don't have anything else to say. Hm, this is new. Oh well. I'll cut to the chase and end my AN with everyone's favorite: a disclaimer! I own nothing, but please enjoy this chapter anyways. :) It'd make me oh so happy if you did.

Percy's POV (recap)

Clearly not expecting that bomb to be dropped, Luke's jaw fell to the floor. I didn't pay any attention to that though, because in the hallway, something clattered loudly to the ground right outside my bedroom door.

Zoë's POV (ooh, new POV! How scandalous! I bet no one saw this coming! ;D)

*previously in time*

I sighed to myself, sitting in my bedroom. The walls were a dark green, evergreen, with silver outlines. My bed was black with silver stitchings. It made my heart ache for home.

I had been staring out of my tiny window for at least a half an hour. The sun had already set, leaving only the twilight glow to barely illuminate everything. I could no longer see people walking by on the ground a couple stories away. Yet I was still staring off into space, imagining that it was day and I was watching people I knew and loved and missed walk by.

However, internally, I was struggling. Being here, where so many things were familiar and different, and so many people were familiar and different, was breaking my heart. How I missed my lady and my sisters. And none of my sisters were here. Why does Luke Castellan get to live here when none of my sisters do?

Suddenly, I jumped to my feet. Out loud, I scolded myself. "Stop it. You're going to tear yourself to pieces. Luke deserves to be here as much as anyone does. He's been through so much."

I needed something to get my mind off everything. Cookies immediately came to mind. My brain shrugged. Why not?

I was walking back from the dining hall with a platter of cookies when i heard a scream from across the hall. Percy's room.

Closing the door I had just opened to my room, I crossed the hallway in three quick steps. I crouched down and tried to peer through the keyhole, seeing as I didn't have a key to get it. And I certainly didn't want to knock if there was an assassin in there.

Through the wood of the door, I heard luke talking. "What did Chaos want? He never calls people to his office during their free time before curfew."

There was silence, the other person hesitiating in their response.

"He just wanted to ask me something," they finally replied. I recognized his voice. Percy. Chaos wanted to see him? At this hour? For what?

Luke asled his next question after a second's pause. "What'd he need to ask you?"

My legs started cramping up from squatting in front of Percy's door. I needed to stand up or move them or something. Quickly, unable to really control it, my legs straightened. I stood up so quickly that I lost my balance for a moment, and only regained it when my foot shot out to the side. I breathed a sigh of relief, but it was short lived. The floorboard I had put my foot on creaked loudly. I held my breath, hoping no one heard it.

From inside the room, Percy hissed, "Did you hear that?"

Curse my luck.

With no room for debate, Luke replied with a hard, "No."

Neither her one spoke for a moment before Percy apologized. "Sorry, I think I'm just kind of paranoid. Anyways, what were you saying?"

Luke seemed less frustrated after the apology. "It's fine. I had wanted to know what Chaos had asked you," he reminded Percy.

"Oh." He sighed loudly, seeming to prepare himself before he finally spoke. "Chaos asked me... If I'd mind being his adopted son."

My jaw fell to the floor, along with the metal cookie platter. Realizing what I had done, I tried to grab the platter before it hit the ground, but I had no such luck. The platter clattered to the floor, the metal ringing out against the wood with every bounce.

There was an uneasy, dead silence. Everything seemed to be holding its breath, waiting for someone to make the next move.

In hindsight, I should've ran. I should've grabbed the platter and sprinted across the hall to my room, or down the hall, or anywhere Percy wouldn't be able to see me from. Instead, I stood there like a deer caught in the headlights. Except the headlights of the car hadn't been turned on. You could hear the car coming, but how far was it?

Apparently, only a millisecond away. The door I crouched behind was flung open, Lercy standing there in its place. He had a sword in his hands, a common and boring bronze one.

Hey guys! I know that was a crap chapter and you're probably all like "WTF?! That's it for the next four days?!" And I don't blame you. I was actually planning on putting more but I had a major technological malfunction, and my sister was hogging the wifi, so my crap iPod couldn't do anything. So I'm really sorry that this chapter is so crappy. I'll try to get you a better one next time. Which reminds me... I won't be able to update again until Monday. I have a football game Friday night and those finish insanely late. So I am very sorry to everyone. Please try not to hate me! :(