Percy: How come I'm not in this story?

Me: Because you're asleep Seaweed Brain

Percy: No I'm not. If I was, how would I be talking to you right now?

Me: I'm in your dream, Kingdom Hearts 3D style. Oh, and you might want to beat Hera up later. In the meantime, do the disclaimer

Percy: Um, sure, I guess. Square Enix owns Kingdom Hearts and The World Ends With You whilst Rick Riordan owns me and my beloved series

Sorry for the long update time! I'll give a full explanation as to why at the end of the chapter. WARNING: if you have an intense love of frogs, the following battle scene may disturb you. I apologise if the battle description is tacky, so please give me recommendations on how I can improve. AND without further ado, we return to Jason's dilemma.

I had to face the inevitable. Shakily, I raised my free hand so that my palm was visible. I barely stifled a scream, my hand was ticking too. What's wrong with me? I feel like a huge coward all of a sudden. You'd think that I'd try some deep breathing to calm myself down but my focus ended up in my pocket. Using my freakily-ticking -hand, I reached into my left pocket and felt something rigid and rubbery. Under normal circumstances, I would've jumped for joy the moment I yanked my hand out of my pocket since a sleek new iPhone was in my trembling grasp. Thing is, I couldn't jump for joy for a number of reasons:

I was about to be erased in less than ten minutes

I felt like a suicide bomber with a bomb strapped to the palm of my hand

I couldn't jump in mid-air

I've been putting on some weight, making sure orange boy hadn't fallen and all

Written in Latin, an info message displayed on my screen: ERASE THE NOISE TO REACH TEN-FOUR. 40 MINUTES. FAIL AND FACE ERASURE : )

All things considered, the evil face seemed pretty excessive. I was about to pocket my phone when I spotted a second unread message. The subject read, 'Survival tips for dummies'. Super. My attempt to open the message was thwarted when I heard a large belch. From above, I could see an army of bubbles rising to meet me, and they were picking up speed. The boy tightened his grip in panic.

'Those aren't regular bubbles. They sting like friggin acid! Move out of range Superman, they only travel vertically' he exclaimed.

I didn't like my new nickname but I took his advice; an acid bath wasn't high on my top ten.

'What do you suggest we do?' I asked. 'We've got less than nine minutes on our countdown and my javelin was completely useless'

'You got me stumped. Not like I got a pamphlet on how to kill demon frogs, much less "Noise" ', he replied.

The extra message! I abused my iPhone screen to get it open and read out loud:

ATTENTION PLAYERS: YOU ARE IN THE REAPERS GAME. TRIALS ARE GIVEN TO YOU EACH DAY FOR ONE WEEK. YOUR GOAL IS TO SURVIVE UNTIL THE END BY COMPLETING YOUR MISSIONS. AS MOST OF YOU WILL SOON DISCOVER, YOU CANNOT DEFEAT THE NOISE WITH BRUTE STRENGTH. ONLY BY ACCEPTING A PARTNERSHIP CAN YOU OVERCOME THE NOISE.

NOTE: NOISE COME IN DIFFERENT SHAPES AND SIZES, SO DON'T GET COMPLACENT WITH THESE EASY TO BEAT FROG NOISE. THIS MESSAGE WAS DELIVERED TO YOU AT NO EXTRA COST, HAPPY FIGHTING.

'That's heart-warming' he said. I detected his sarcasm and bitterness.

'Look, whether you like it or not, we have to set our differences aside. You may not trust me but I'll do my best to trust you. It's the only way we can survive. Partners?' I asked, holding out my hand.

He looked at me in surprise, but there was also a look of sadness and hesitance in his face. When he noticed I was staring, he looked away and let out an exasperated sigh.

'I'd just be holding you back', he said.

'I've held back my fair share of friends, not that I'm proud of it,' was my reply.

Looking back up to me, he gave me a small smile before nodding.

'You know, I've got the feeling that it's happened to me before, but for old time's sake, I accept' he said, shaking my hand.

A rush of light and energy unexpectedly flowed through the boy and I; all my memories of victory, friendship and power, coursed through my veins. I didn't know memories had that adrenalin effect on the blood, but it felt amazing. When I snapped back to reality, I was back on ground zero (i.e. on foot). I couldn't help but noticed that the sarcastic orange was nowhere in sight, but at the moment I had other priorities. The frogs were coming at me and picking up speed and they were twice my size this time around! My javelin (which somehow strapped itself to my back) shone a vivid colour of blue and seemed to point itself toward the incoming monsters. I charged, praying that things would be different this time around.

Sliding beneath frog # 1, I pierced its belly, forcing it to rear up on its hind legs. Still gripping onto my javelin, I used the frog's sudden vertical momentum to launch myself in the air and atop the monster's no-longer-trampoline-like head. Jumping onto its rubbery back, I willed my javelin to return to my hand in a magnetic style. As I'd hoped, it tore right through and the monster dissolved. Now I don't mean the 'golden dust' dissolved, it was more like a sea of static noise along with black, white and grey dots. I guess you could say that the monster was a broken TV. I didn't have much time to gawk since Ugly# 2 was after me.

I bolted for the Statue of Hachiko and waited for the frog to catch up. It seemed pleased with itself with the thought of cornering me and attempted to ram me into statue by leaping; closing the distance at an alarming speed. Being the best bull fighter in Camp Jupiter, this was what I was hoping for, so I jumped onto its head well before it could process anything and dragged my javelin across its back. To guarantee the pain, it slammed face first into the statue, dissolving into TV static.

That left one ugly monster for me to finish off. Before it could belch the acid bubbles that it so kindly prepared for me, I summoned lightning on my javelin's tip. It recoiled onto its hind legs, so I promptly kicked its chin skyward. It landed on its back, frantically trying to get back on its feet. I jumped with the intention of stabbing its belly with a needle dive finish, but it dissolved into static before my hit connected.

When my feet reached the ground, I tripped pretty badly and landed on my back. It didn't hurt that much, but I was so exhausted that I didn't want to get back up. Meanwhile the orange porcupine was back, and he did not look happy.

Hey everyone, thank you for reaching the end of my second chapter! Sorry it took so annoyingly long (I hate typing and editing). Would you believe me if I said I had this ready after I posted my first chapter? Probably not. It just takes me so long to get it in here electronically. Anyway, for those of you who are reading this, thank you. Please review or PM if you have any suggestions for missions and Percy Jackson inclusions, or even if my story has any inconsistencies between chapters. I ALWAYS make those, which is why this took so long to complete.

Oh and one other thing, I DO have chapter three already written up, BUT it's not typed! I only get a few hours on this computer cuz of darn time restrictions (yes, Parental controls are a huge pain). Please consider that I have to suffer through holiday homework as well. Later!