I was still Ice, commander of Chaos, and I hated this man with every fiber of my being. So I did the rational thing.

I punched a god in the face.

He staggered back and clutched his face like I'd burned him. I had to give him credit, he didn't fall down. But that was probably only because he was an Olympian.

"Hello father." I said coldly, my smile sending chills down everyone's back.

...

I was currently sitting in the big house getting yelled at by Chaos, who had decided to stop by after my little show.

"What the hell were you thinking Perseus? We need them to LIKE US. If they don't they won't accept our help and they will all die."

"So, let them die." I said. Harsh.

He stared at me in horror. I just kept my face devoid of emotion. He finally gathered himself and glared at me.

"You WILL control yourself whilst you are here. Understood?" he said it hard and with finality. I knew better than to be smart with him.

"Understood."

"Good. I will see you later." He left in black swirl.

I decided to go to the arena, which acted like a gym/training area nowadays. Once I was there I stripped to my jeans (I liked my shirt and didn't want to get it all sweaty) and turned on my iPod. I was glad the arena was empty so I was allowed to blast my music as loud as I wanted to.

I turned on LL Cool J's Control Myself. It seemed to fit the situation.

My brain began to sizzle
I'm sweating' just a little
on the dance floor in the middle
She turned around and giggled
She said,

[J-Lo:]

You got, you got, you got
what it takes to make me leave my man

I turned the volume all the way up and walked to the bar for pull ups. I grabbed on and started counting. One, two, three, four, five...

[Cool J:]

It's hard to control myself
It's hard to control myself
You got, you got, you got
What it takes to make this boy be bad

It's hard to control myself
It's hard to control myself

Seventeen, eighteen, nineteen, twenty...

Gods, they make me so angry. Why can't they just leave me alone? They kicked me out and now their dragging me back in...

The more I thought about it the more pull ups I did, the faster I did them.

Thirty-three, thirty-four, thirty-five, thirty-six...

[Cool J:]

Temptation is a mother
How we lust for one another

We barely know each other
yet we're wiling like we're lovers
The air is full of passion

Yeah, so maybe I had some leftover feelings for Annabeth when I first left, but they're all gone now. Thalia's the one I love, and that'll never change. EVER.

Sixty, sixty-one, sixty-two, sixty-three, sixty-four...

[J-Lo]
You got, you got, you got
what it takes to make me leave my man

[Cool J:]
It's hard to control myself
It's hard to control myself
You got, you got, you got
What it takes to make this boy be bad
It's hard to control myself
It's hard to control myself

Before I knew it I had hit a hundred pull-ups. I was sweating from the exertion, but I kept going.

One hundred thirteen, one hundred fourteen, one hundred fifteen...

[J-Lo]
It's hard for me to control myself
and to hold myself back from jumping' on ya
like I wanna, like I wanna, wanna

As the song ended I hit one hundred fifty and stopped. I wasn't too tired, but I definitely needed some water. I turned around to the table where my shirt, shoes, socks, iPod, and water was and completely stopped in my tracks.

About thirty people were staring at me with their mouths wide open. In front of them was Annabeth, John, the Stolls (they weren't that bad), and Clarisse, the rest of the people behind them were all new kids.

"P-Percy, you just did like two hundred pushups in three minutes... How?" Travis said. He was shaking.

I smirked at them and didn't reply I just pulled on my shirt and took a swig of water, instantly feeling alert and hyper. I began to walk out of the arena, but I felt a sword point at the back of my neck and immediately stopped; turning around.

I was met with a glare of hatred coming from John not two feet from my face. He had his sword up against my nose now. I was tempted to look down at it and cross my eyes; just to throw him off guard, but I didn't.

Instead I did something to scare him even more.

I grabbed the blade with my bare hand and pulled it out of his loose grip, as he was staring at me in horror. Apparently he forgot I took a dip in the Styx. I smirked internally.

Annabeth was staring at me with longing, but I just rolled my eyes at her and turned back to John.

"Go fetch, Fido." I said icily, and I threw his sword across the arena. He whimpered and ran off after it, probably about to cry in frustration.

"Hey Percy!" I heard a new voice and turned to the crowd. I saw Thalia weaving her way through in an attempt to get to me. She came out right next to Annabeth and threw the blonde a glare. She then proceeded to come up and give me a bear hug, grimacing when she found I was wet.

"Eeeww! Kelp Head, you're sweaty!" I laughed and made some witty comment about how that does kinda happen when people work out. She mock glared at me and giggled. Annabeth stared at us in shock.

"But, why don't you hate her too?" she said stupidly. I rolled my eyes and looked down at Thalia for her to explain.

"Because I wasn't one of the soul-less jerks who ripped Percy's heart out then threw him to the dust! Unlike some people I might add..." she glared at her, but Annabeth didn't have time to respond. We heard a conch horn be blown three times.

Oh Gods...three times, but that means...

"W-were under attack." Connor said. His face mimicked his brothers; shrouded in fear.

I grabbed Thalia and ran, the group of people following closely behind.

When we reached half-blood hill I saw that the whole camp was lining the field from one side to the other. I shouldered my way in and dragged Thalia behind. I came out at the front of the group and saw the soldiers off to the right. I nodded at Zak, and made a motion with my hand. We would fight if that was what it came to. He nodded in confirmation.

I took a look at our enemies. There were about three hundred monsters of all different species. I saw the Minotaur in front and he looked like he was looking for someone. Probably me, he hated me and wanted to kill me.

Then I saw their leader. I spoke up, loud enough for everyone to hear in the silent stare-off.

"Prometheus. What are you here for?"

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