Hey guys! How's it going? Glad people are doing well. I'm still exhausted, but I think it's more of a mental exhaustion now instead of physical. I haven't been doing anything productive; I think it's getting to me. There's only so many times someone can play Danny Boy on the flute (among several other songs) before looking for something new to do. But I digress. Anyways, thanks for all the reviews last chapter! Holy crap there were a lot of reviews. I was checking them Tuesday night and nearly had a heart attack. The reloaded screen when from 910 to 941. O.O Woah. That was a seriously crazy difference. And yeah, they weren't all for chapter 61, but still. Holy crap that was crazy. Anyways, let's continue on with the story! :) I own nothing but please enjoy this lovely awaited chapter.

Percy's POV

I smiled softly into her long black hair. "Okay, Zoë."

Once everyone had calmed down, Chaos called Bianca and Calypso to his office as well. When they arrived, we went through the entire "wow, you're alive!" hug-fest again. Of course, it wasn't completely hugs. (Don't let it be said that the hunt did not rub off on Bianca. My face still has a red hand on it.)

Finally, after our little squad had all (eventually) calmed down, Chaos stood behind his desk and addressed us. "I'm glad to see everyone back here together." He smiled at all of us but the smile remained on me longer than any of my friends. "But," he continued, "there is an urgent matter to attend to."

"What is it?" Bianca asked, worry coloring her tone.

"Whatever it is, we can handle it," Luke assured her, smiling gently. Bianca smiled back, albeit a bit shyly.

I hid a smirk, making a mental note to talk to Luke about that later.

"Luke is right; this should not be too difficult, but it will take some preparation. Midnight– Zoë– and I have completed most of the preparations in between search parties for a certain immortal," Chaos explained. I turned red when he tried to subtly mention me. "The Olympians prepare for war against us. They have no idea how to find us, and if they did, they wouldn't be able to get here without help from myself or access to one of our aircrafts."

"They don't have one of our aircrafts, do they?" Calypso asked anxiously.

Chaos shook his head. "Our spy says that they don't. Or if they do, it is extremely well hidden."

"Who is this spy? How do you know we can trust them?" I questioned curiously.

Chaos winked at me. I didn't get the joke. "Oh, this spy is very trustworthy. He's been a double agent, pretending to work for the Olympians while he has actually worked for me for over fifteen years. He too is an immortal, although he can die in battle like one of Artemis's hunters."

"And his name is...?" Zoë prompted a tad impatiently.

Chaos winked again, although I wasn't quite sure who he was winking at this time. I think he went off his rocker. I could tell from the confused glances my friends were sending each other that most (if not all) of them agreed with me.

"Ok... Let's move on," I decided. Chaos shrugged, grin fading. "Fine with me.

"The Olympians are preparing for war. Well, a few. We're going against Zeus, Poseidon, Athena, Hera, Apollo, Ares, and Demeter."

"Demeter? Why Demeter?" Calypso asked.

"Yeah, I thought she was pardoned," Bianca added, frowning.

Chaos shrugged. "She was pardoned. But our spy reports that she was aiding her brothers with their preparations for war."

I scowled. "We went through all that trouble to pardon her and this is what she did? That's disgusting."

"Calm down, Raven," Zoë comforted from her position standing next to me, placing a hand on my shoulder. Unwillingly, I felt my body relax slightly.

Don't be stupid, I mentally berated myself. You're making a big deal out of nothing!

Still, I couldn't help but let my muscles loosen under her touch.

I took a deep breath then dove back into the conversation. "So, we're prepared for war?"

"Yes," Chaos answered simply.

"You want us to be ready to fight?"

"Preferably."

I let fire, something I taught myself to control during my training, dance across my fingertips. "I'm in. When do you want us to be ready for?"

"Best case? Tomorrow night."

I glanced at the clock hanging on the wall above Chaos's desk. It read 8:30 p.m.. "Give me twenty-four hours, and I'll be ready."

"Me too," Zoë chimed in. I saw her looking at me out of the corner of my eye, but forced myself not to turn around. Especially not after those thoughts I had been having earlier. I couldn't ruin this friendship just because I got selfish and wanted more.

"Count me in!" Bianca cheered gleefully from her position next to Luke.

"Same!" Calypso added.

Everyone looked at Luke as he stroked his chin, seemingly deep in thought. "I don't know..." He drawled, his voice taking on a teasing tone. "Twenty-four hours... Will I have enough time to get ready? I have to look fabulous if we're going to defeat the Olympians."

I couldnt help it; I cracked up laughing. Everyone else soon followed suit, including Luke and Chaos. Before heading off to war, laughter was something we desperately needed.

As soon as we all calmed down, Chaos dismissed us from his office with a few parting words. "I'll see you in twenty four hours. Use your time wisely!"

Hey guys! Sorry this was kinda short. I just didn't want to get to the next part and then leave you in the middle of a scene. Anyways, next chapter is Thursday. I have an All State band rehearsal Wednesday, and I won't be getting home that day until about 10:00 pm. I'm going to be falling asleep in world geography that Thursday, no doubt. (Which is okay, cause it's literally the easiest and most boring class ever. My grade average is a 102, but don't ask how it's even possible cause I don't know.) Anyways, see you Thursday! :)