Hey guys! How's it going? Hope you're all doing awesome! (Cause no one tells me :P so I'll just assume you're awesome.) To respond to some reviews: Don't worry, there should hopefully be some signs of romance in these next few chapters. ;) Hint, hint. (More than a hint.) Also, I'll try to make chapters longer but... School is hard, and family time is important, and a combination of the two leaves my personal life a bit off to the side sometimes. This gets put on a back burner for a few hours. (About 22.5 on a good day.) I'll try to find more time though. I'll try. Anyways, let's wrap this up! I own nothing, but please enjoy this chapter anyways! :)

Percy's POV

I found myself a nice flat ledge to sleep on. With the pillow under my head and my blanket to cover most of my body, I curled up to sleep off the exhaustion of the first day of self-training. I had a busy week or so ahead of me.

Exactly two weeks later

So, training took longer than I had expected. It seemed to be worth it though, as I concluded my final test.

A line of cardboard people and monsters stood across the balcony from me. Their beady black eyes watched me. Bringing up my hands, I proceeded to shoot a lightning bolt, energy, my blue fire, and a bolt of heat at the boards. The bolt of heat was a new power I had (accidentally) discovered. It allows me to shoot a nearly invisible heated compression of air at a target, and the molecules of the object that the air directly touched first would begin to either melt or burn, depending on the object.

After my test was over, I sat down on the ledge that I had turned into my bed to catch my breath. I couldn't fully test whether or not my meditation skills had worked (I decided to take a page from Doctor Bruce Banner's book of anger management) so I figured I'd just have to hope.

Once my breath returned to me, I hesitated a moment longer. Was I ready to rejoin society? No clue. Was I ready to face Chaos again, after what caused me to leave in the first place? Probably not. Was I ready to see Midnight again? My brain said "hell no!", but my heart argued "hell yea!" I'm going to have to either get them to agree, or see a doctor.

Probably the latter, unfortunately.

With a final look around the balcony that had become my makeshift training area, sleeping area, and bathing area, I prepared to take down the shield.

The shield crumbled quickly, much more quickly than one would have suspected if they could've seen the impenetrable force field.

I idly wondered who would find me first, with the shield down now. Well, whoever is looking for me, I won't make it easy.

Zoë's POV (after the two weeks of Percy's training)

"Chaos, where do you think he could be?" I asked, looking at the distraught man in front of me.

We were in his office, Chaos seated behind his desk and I standing in front of it. Chaos had his head in his hands, looking the picture of defeat.

"I don't know!" He exclaimed. "We've looked everywhere. He can't be found. He doesn't want to be found." The creator sighed. "This is all my fault."

"No it isn't!" I protested.

"Yes it is. I pushed him too far, I made him leave. I–"

"Did you force him to flee that aircraft?" I interrupted, deciding to screw the consequences.

"... No..."

"Did you force him to go off the grid?" I asked.

"... No."

"Did you force him to not want to be found?"

"No."

I wanted to smirk smugly, knowing Chaos had taken the bait, but I let my face remain slightly impassive for the moment. "Then why are you beating yourself up about this?"

The he answer I received came with a slight hesitation. "He's my son."

I was prepared to rebuke that. "He's also over 20 years old, whether he looks it or not. He isn't a child, Chaos. He makes his own decisions; he's stubborn like that. There's nothing you could've done to stop him if he wanted to leave."

The creator of the universe stared at me. I had finally let out a small smirk as I stood before the desk, arms crossed. After a moment, the ancient being smirked back at me.

"You miss him," Chaos stated plainly, leaving no room for argument.

I did try to protest, though. After I got over my shock.

"W-What?! Of course not! Chaos, are you taking crack?! Just say no!" I exclaimed, trying to form some sort of defense.

If anything, Chaos's smirk grew. "You so miss him."

"No I don't! I'm just worried about the idiot!" Immediately after realizing I said that, I wanted to clap a hand over my mouth.

Chaos's eyes sparkled mischievously. "Oh, so you're worried about him too? What an interesting development."

"Chaos!" I exclaimed, indignant. I could feel my cheeks heating up.

"Oh, it's not a big deal," he said, grinning. "I won't tell him."

"You better not," I threatened, pointing a menacing finger at him. He raised his hands in playful surrender, a grin still on his face.

"I swear Chaos, if you breathe a word about this to anyone, I'll–"

There was a knock on the door, cutting off my threat.

"Come in!" Chaos called.

Luke rushed in. "The alarms are going off! I think he's been spotted!" He panted, breathless.

"He? You mean..."

"Yes. Per-Raven," Luke clarified, almost slipping up on his friend's name.

I hurried over to Luke. "Where?"

He looked me in the eyes for a moment. Then he said, "Follow me."

Hey guys! Next chapter is Wednesday. I think I'm gonna take Valentine's Day off. Not for personal romantic reasons, just so I get a chance to read some nice fluffy fanfictions. :) Cause that's what the best people do on Valentine's Day.