AN: Back with another chapter! Guys and gals, remember to review to help tell me how I'm doing! I would really want some information on this, as this is my first writing with the focus on fight scenes. Remember, Percy POV will be maintained throughout the story! Beta still unavailable.

Recommended Story of the Chapter: The Son of Night by ElderBlade276

"Nobody move or I'll kill her!" They stepped back, clearly afraid of what would happen to them if Thalia died. Interesting. "Hand over your weapons." They ignored this. "I said, hand over your weapons." Will suddenly fired a rope arrow, coiling it around me. "How about, you hand over YOUR weapons."

"That's the most illogical statement I've ever heard. Firstly, I have Thalia, and I'm sure that you would die a painful death if she were to somehow… disappear. Secondly, my blade is enchanted to return to me. Thirdly, really? There's this thing called water, and it can exert a force on this rope that's way stronger than its binding." I burst out of the net weaved of Imperial Gold and Celestial Bronze that they had tied to attempt to trap me. Apparently putting two magical metals together makes the alloy weaker. Who knew? Anyway, I sent the cage with Thalia into the sea, willing it to go to Atlantis.

"So. Remind me again why you want to capture a person you called the Hero of Olympus just a few weeks ago?" Yes. I was pissed off. How did you guess?

"Percy. See some reason here. You've seen the mortals nowadays. Look at Nancy Bobofit. Look at Brexit. Look at North Korea. Look at Trump. Do you really want that kind of people to control major decisions in our lives?" Annabeth frowned. Lesson learned, children. Don't get brainwashed. I looked around. Amidst the smoke from the buildings and the panicking civilians, I noticed a poster that said, "SpaceX". The rest was ripped. I had an idea. A dumb one, but one that could buy me time.

"There ARE good people in this world. You've seen it. Obama. Elon Musk. Bill Gates. Come on. You can see. You're a daughter of Athena." I saw a bright flash, as Ares suddenly appeared in front of me. Another flash occurred as Apollo came in.

"Wow. You guys really thought this one through, eh?" Yeah, that was annoying. Two gods and three demigods. Tough fight much?

"No more words. Zeus has decreed that you shall return to Olympus," Apollo said, his quiver full of giant arrows which were so big I could probably fit inside the arrowhead.

"You know that I won't. You really believe that I would trust a god that wants to end humanity?" I gripped Riptide tightly, in pen form, ready for another fight.

"Come on, now. Who's first? Surely you aren't planning to fight me five on one. Also, aren't gods not allowed to attack demigods unless attacked?" Ares growled. I guess he wasn't fond of that rule much.

"You will come with us. Now." Ares teleported us to the throne room, where I saw just what they had done to my dear father's throne and palace. They just decimated it all. I couldn't believe it. I 'randomly' sliced around, 'accidentally' destroying a lot of Zeus' shrine.

"The council has decreed that for defying Olympus, you shall die!" Way to be dramatic. Zeus held the Master Bolt, ready to throw it. 3. 2. 1. I watched as the Master Bolt was thrown at me. I turned myself into a puddle of water, then slid away before they realized what I had done.

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Hey, dad." I returned to Atlantis, resting and readying myself for the next battle. "How's Britain doing?" Did I mention that Theresa May was a daughter of Poseidon?

"We've convinced France to help us with fighting Russia, but no Hades yet." Poseidon sighed. "This war has taken a toll on you, Percy. Take a break. For now, let's think about your cousin Thalia. What should we do with her? I assume we won't send her back just yet."

"Just treat her like you would treat me, except maybe a bit rougher. She IS a prisoner after all, but she is also a once dear friend." I didn't want Zeus to punish us too badly for hurting her, after all. She WAS the daughter of Zeus, and we, in all honesty, were slowly losing the war, although we would not admit it.

"Very well." He clicked his fingers, and Thalia was moved into a luxurious room that was close to being as good as the White House. "Percy, I think that you should stay here for a while. I can't risk the other gods capturing you and killing you."

I frowned. As a demigod, I did not like to stay in one place for 'a while', which could be a few years in godly terms.

"One second, I need to take this phone call." Poseidon took out a phone and answered the call. "Hello? Theresa?" Okay. This is something big. "Well, that's pretty good news. Anything on their end?" What good news, I wonder. Hades helping us? USA? "China? Well, at least their nukes don't work, right? Well, thanks, Theresa, call me when you have more to report." China… I cringed as I thought of the war situation.

"Dad… What's the situation?" I was quite worried now, especially because of the China thing. "On the bright side, Hades is starting to lean towards helping us, and so is the US." Cool, I guess. I should talk to Nico more. "On the downside, Zeus has convinced China to help Russia." Well, at least the US has better weapons, right?

"I'll go talk to Nico then. Hopefully, we'll be able to get their help by the summer solstice." With that, I mist-travelled out of Atlantis into the Underworld.

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"Hey, Death Breath." I entered the palace into his private meeting room.

"What do you want, Percy? You of all people should know that we have a lot of dead coming in right now." He shrugged, then slumped back towards the back of the chair. "Not like I'm the one who's dealing with them, but, come on. Fire away."

"Well, officially, we were wondering if you…" "My father," he interjected, guessing what I had to say. "Fine, if Hades had made his mind up about helping us or not."

"Percy…" He was clearly annoyed. He should be. This war was annoying. And I HAD asked him quite a few times.

"But, unofficially, I was just gonna see if you needed any help with the dead and stuff. And maybe hang out."

"Again, I am not in charge of the dead, and we both know that you're only doing this to get me to help you in the war." Nico sighed. "Yes, we have decided that we will help you out. However, an informant has told me that Zeus is now allied with Hermes. We need to step up our game, should we want the human race to continue."

"Okay. Just make Germany help Britain, and we're done with all that. The mortal side should be able to handle it. Now. What do we do on our end?"

"You mean the Graces? Let's figure out that tomorrow. Let's just get some rest. We've gotten extra workers for the war, so sorry that we don't have a spare room. If you want, you could stay in my room, we have an extra bed in there."

"Cool. Okay, talk to you tomorrow." I went into our room, and, without a second glance, jumped onto the bed and quickly fell asleep.

AN: Okay. I changed my mind about no pairings. This MIGHT be a Pernico story. MIGHT. No promises. Depends on you guys. Do you want a Romeo and Juliet style story with Percabeth, or Pernico, or even Perzöe or Pertemis? Up to you guys, really. Review to tell me what you want.