Hey guys! Thanks for all the reviews last chapter! Most of them were on the election and the prediction of WW3. To that I must say this: prepare for something worse than the zombie apocalypse. Unless President elect Donald Trump (ew, I never wanted to say those words) manages to unleash the zombie apocalypse, in which case we're all screwed. American or not. Anyways, enough political horrors. I Don't know about you, but I didn't come here to discuss my conspiracy theories about the new presidential elect. (Again, ew.) I came here to hide from the presidential elect! (For the third time, ew. And no offense to any Trump fans out there. But he's a tangerine. Or an oompa-loompa...) Anyways, that's enough political speaking for now. Even if it was just basically insults. Oh well. I own nothing but please enjoy this chapter!

Percy's POV

The girl gasped. "Percy...?"

With a flourish, she unveiled her face, one I remembered even after all the years. She hasn't changed one bit.

"Calypso?" I asked, slightly shocked. "Why did you come here? What about Ogygia and the real world?"

Calypso stared at me, looking puzzled. "Zeus was going to free me after your wish at the end of the Titan War. However, only if I did some... Less than dignifying acts. The words he used to describe them should never be repeated.

"When I refused, Zeus put me on an equally unescapable island. He claimed it was just a temporary housing area while they found a real place for me in the mortal world."

"But it wasn't temporary?" I guessed, a bitter edge tainting my tone of voice.

"No," Calypso spat. "I was there for ten years without even my invisible servants as company; they stayed on Ogygia. Then Chaos came and saved me. I've been here ever since."

Sighing, I looked at the floor. "I'm really sorry, Calypso."

"For what?" Her baffled voice almost made me rethink the situation. But I could not.

"In the one that made the wish for you to be set free!" I explained. "It was my fault Zeus went to free you at all. Without my wish, you could've stayed on Ogygia with your invisible servants. You wouldn't have been insulted by that arrogant little—"

"Woah, Percy! This is a T-rated fanfic, not rated M for language!" Calypso scolded.

I frowned. "Wait, what? Fanfic? Are you high off something?"

The immortal rolled her eyes. "I'm fine. Forget what I said a second ago. Point is, stay calm."

Shoulders tense and arms crossed, I scoffed at my old friend. "I'm completely calm. Relaxed, even. What would tell you that I'm not?"

Calypso smirked a little, then nodded towards my feet. Perplexed, I followed her gaze.

My my toes were on fire.

Sure, it was only my toes, but still. That's a valid excuse for freaking out and leaping into the air. Especially since I first went to the garden to relax after catching on fire.

Calypso laughed when I got both feet back on the ground. "Why did you tell me I was on fire?" I demanded, slightly panicked.

She frowned slightly in concern at the panicked tone to my voice. "I thought it was just a brief power malfunction, due to your Chaos powers. Wasn't it?"

I took a deep breath. "It's been great catching up with you, Calypso, but I have to go. I'll see you around!"

"Percy, Raven, wait!" She yelled, trying to grab my wrist. She was too late though; I was already teleporting away.

I reappeared in my bedroom. The lights were off, the curtains closed, the front door locked with there different locks. I didn't need the lights to be on to lead myself around my small living space. I hadn't needed them in two years, but that didn't mean I didn't like the lights on sometimes.

This was not one of those times. I walked across the room to my bed, carefully stepping over the apple left over from the other night, before I flopped face-down on my mattress.

"What is wrong with me?" I mumbled into the covers, my voice slightly muffled. "I nearly lost it twice today. I almost killed Luke, and Chaos knows what I would've done if Calypso hadn't stopped me when she did!" I sighed into the mattress. "I'm useless. One of these days, I'm going to lose control. Someone is going to die because of me."

A desperate pounding on my door stopped any more harsh words against myself. "Raven! Raven!"

I stayed silent. I could tell it was Luke outside my door, no doubt looking for me after I almost killed him. Although why he was looking for me, I had no clue. I almost killed him. What other excuse did the idiot need to bury his losses and just leave me alone?

Apparently I needed to do something as bad as actually killing him, seeing as how he kept knocking on my door and shouting.

"Raven, Raven? Are you in there?"

Thank Chaos I left the lights off. Luke couldn't tell whether I was in my room or not.

After another minute of banging on the door, Luke stopped and walked away. I almost smiled to myself, glad to be alone once again.

Although i I really wasn't alone; I had my depressing thoughts of self-hatred to keep my company.

Hey guys, sorry for the sHirt crappy chapter. I haven't been getting much sleep though, and it's really hard to type words when you're so tired you're seeing double. I tried to get as close to the usual word count as possible, but I'm a little short. I hope you guys aren't mad. I'll try to do better for next update, which will be a regular four days away (so on the 16th, if I did my math the right way). Again, I'm really sorry guys. I hope you don't mind too much. I'm just so thoroughly exhausted...