A/N: As of usual :

bambino01 : Glad you liked it…I was worried you guys got all confused because of my – Percy's – rambling.
Pollex : :)
awesomeness : I forgive you..hahaha….:)
ArianaandXaia : Possibly would be awkward as hell…lol
Username1576 : Maybe this chapter will answer your question..:P
Guest : Um...what did you mean by 'harem' story?
Darth Bane123 : It means as in...they're already in Panem?

Disclaimer : Let's see *check ID* Well, it seems my name is Bautista Jades and not Rick Riordan nor Suzanne Collins. *pockets ID* need I say more?

Percy's POV

(Possibly a few days or weeks earlier)

" Percy, tell me again : why do you want me to create a time machine?" Annabeth asks as she pores over Daedalus' laptop.

" You're not trying to tell me it's impossible, right?" I ask, feeling worried. She rolls her eyes at me.

" Have some faith in me and Daedalus will you?" she scoffs. " Daedalus is the best inventor of all time!"

" Was," I corrected her.

" Why?"

" Because you're going to top him," I say simply. Her face flushes red with pleasure and a more determined look appears on her face. " So, what have you gotten so far?"

" There's just so many choices," Annabeth says, staring at the screen. " There's this one that can teleport you to parallel universe."

" Parallel universe? What does that means?" I ask her. Yeah, I sound stupid. Deal with it. And besides, she loves me for it. She just won't admit it.

" It means...um…how shall I – "

" Dumb it down for me?"

" Pretty much," she says, looking at me apologetically. I grin at her and squeeze her hands. " Let's put it like this : in another world, there'll be another Percy and another me. Except that they won't be dating and they will most probably won't be demigods."

" Oh, so they're kind of like opposites of us?"

" To put it simply, yeah." I nod. " So, there's that. And there's another machine that could only teleport you to the past, which is highly not recommended by Daedalus," she says, pointing to a small note beside the drawing. " The plan is still not complete."

" Well, we're not trying to go to the past now, are we?" I ask her. " Panem is way, way into the future. How about that one?" I ask, pointing to a very weird and very dangerous looking device that might have a small note attached screaming : 'NOT FOR PERCY JACKSON'.

" That one might take ages to built," Annabeth says, squinting at all the notes and angles and whatnots written on the screen. " There's a lot of things that we don't have, for example like that," she points to a small, ruby red stone. " The Elixir of Life."

" The Sorcerer's Stone," I say.

" You read Harry Potter?"

" If you count banging my head with it as reading, then yes." She laughs. " What? I can't read English. I only go for Ancient Greek and Latin." Seeing she still won't stop laughing (and the fact that my face is as hot as coal), I ask her, " So, what does the Stone do?"

" You should know. You've read the series right?" she asks, looking at me with a sly grin on her face. " Okay, okay," she says, seeing the look on my face. " The Elixir of Life can turn metal into gold and prolong the life of the drinker."

" Oh, so it's not the machine we're looking for," I comment, feeling a little bit crestfallen. " It's a gold-making, extending-life machine."

" How are you going to a place that will only exist if Gaea wins when Gaea haven't even won yet?" Frank asks, joining us at the computer. " Isn't that a little bit complicated? And why, anyway?"

" Yeah, Percy," Annabeth says, looking at me with a dangerous glint in her eyes. " I've always wondered why you wanted to go to Panem."

" I told you, I need to help a friend!" I say exasperatedly. If not a little alarmed at the look Annabeth has in her eyes.

" You never told us that," Frank says, cocking his eyebrows. " What's his name?"

I could feel my face reddening yet again when he asked the question. I don't think I should tell them about Katniss. Yet. But then if I tell them about Katniss, Annabeth might flip out. Emphasize on the word might.

" So, Percy. What's his name?" Annabeth asks, leaning on her elbows, looking intently at me. Oh, crap. Remember when they said that some girls can know when their boyfriends are hiding something? I think Annabeth's one of them. Heck, I think she's reading my mind!

" Um….it was a 'her'," I tell them, shifting uncomfortably. Frank whistles slowly (I nearly threw a book at him) and Annabeth's eyes visibly became brighter. " Her name was Katniss Everdeen."

" Oh," Frank says, obviously being affected by the sudden awkwardness. " Right. Um…I think I'm going to help Hazel with her..um..you know, her sea-sickness."

When he was out of earshot, I finally Annabeth everything about the 'dream'. Okay, the experience of being transported into a post-apocalyptic country. Minus everything about…um…what happened in the cave. Remember?

" So you've been keeping this all a secret all this while?" Annabeth asks quietly. Uh-oh. Um… " So tell me about this…Katniss."

Oh, crap.

" Um…"

" Watch out!" Leo yells out from the steering wheel*. Festus breathes some fiery breath at something flying in the sky.

" Styx!" Annabeth mutters, leaping to her feet and is instantly at Leo's side. " What in Hades is that?"

" Not sure," Leo says, typing some commands and codes furiously into some keyboard that appears out of nowhere. " But Festus says those are nasties we do not want to meet and do not have the time to meet."

I walk up to the stern and squint hard at the two black mass that is growing bigger and bigger. " I think those are people."

" Romans?" Piper asks, appearing on my right, her hair all frazzled.

" Nah, too small to be them," Jason says, appearing on my right, gripping the rail hard. " And anyway, Romans could be spotted miles away because of our…um…," he stops, looking suddenly uncomfortable.

" The golden eagle," I finish his sentence. " You're right. Those aren't the Romans. Those are definitely some nasties. Get ready guys!" I shout.

Everyone, except for Leo and Annabeth, who stood steadily at the steer, scrambled for their weapons and prepares ourselves for the attack.

" Um…guys?" Leo calls out. " I hate to break it to you but those are eidolons!"

Cold washes over me. More eidolons? Oh, nuts. I hate them. Haven't they learnt their lesson when Piper commanded them to leave? Sheesh…some people – monsters - just never learn!

" Should I shoot them down?" Frank asks, fingering his quiver of arrows nervously. " They look as though they just want to swoop down and grab something to eat."

" They're eidolons, Frank," I say, patting him on the back. " They possess you, not eat you. Don't worry. And besides, we all don't taste that good."

" Says you," Annabeth calls out, a small smile on her face. " They seem to have quite an interest with sea-gods' spawn's flesh."

" Ha ha. Very funny, Annabeth," I say, rolling my eyes. Everyone else had troubles to keep their focus on the threat, seeing as they were too busy laughing at me.

" Incoming!" Leo yells.

Too late, though. The black masses turn out to be two, huge, black gryphon with two mortals (I think..they weren't wearing any armor) on their backs. Before anyone could react to them, I am lifted off of my feet.

" Hey!" I yell as the gryphon took me higher and higher up. " Let me go!"

" As much as we would like to," the mortal – eidolon - says in a very eerie, very familiar kind of voice.

" We can't," the other mortal – eidolon! - finishes, in the same voice. That's when I notice that the second gryphon has Annabeth in its clutches. " Hold on tight," Annabeth's mortal rider hisses and slowly we're higher and higher and higher and higher (and certainly a lot more. Seriously, Zeus should've just blasted us out of his domain. Much more preferable)…

…until suddenly I land, face-first on some dry, hard ground with Annabeth on top of me.

" Sorry," she says, scrambling to her feet.

" 'Sokay," I grunt as I push myself up, " I'm used to it. Where are we?" I look around, taking in of our surroundings. Which wasn't familiar at all.

At least, at first.

There were some cold, cruel laughter above us. We look up and the gryphons, along with their riders, are circling overhead, the mortals (definitely possessed by the same eidolons that possessed me, Jason and Leo) jeering down at us.

" Our mistress wishes to show the young architect – "

" – what she has in store for your world."

" What the hell are you talking about?" I demand. They laugh some more, making mocking faces at us.

" Our mistress wishes for you to see what is going to happen –"

" - to your world one she destroys it."

" Enjoy your stay! " they choruses together, before, still laughing, soaring back into the sky. Higher and higher and higher until finally, they disappear in a burst of blinding white light.

" What did they mean?" Annabeth says, looking extremely pissed off (yet beautiful) that we had just been dumped in the middle of nowhere by two really weird eidolons with their mighty steed. " See what is going to happen? What in Hades did they mean?"

And that's when I actually take in our surroundings.

Smokes going up into the dull blue sky.

The sound of rocks getting smashed to pieces. Over and over again.

The somewhat familiar woodsy smell.

The distant crying of a child.

The labored sound of someone taking their breaths.

" Percy?" Annabeth touches my shoulder and I jerk away accidentally. " Sorry. It's just…you kind of zoned out and you walked to…um..here."

" I think I know where we are."

A/N: Seeing as how lengthy was my A/Ns in the previous story, I've decided to keep it simple and short. I hope. Oh, who am I kidding? Writing to you guys is one of my favourite things to do! So, where do you think they are? Also, I'm really sorry if I sound sarcastic to you but..yeah..I just am sarcastic..even in real life. O.o