Hey guys, this has to b real quick because it is 11:06pm and I need to be up at 5:55am

Sorry this took so long.

Dedicated to thisismimi, or something like that, can't remember the exact pen name, sorry.

Enjoy...

Dealing

Thalia POV

I was scared for Nico and trying to be strong for Bianca, I could barely keep my composure to start with but when Uncle Hades was silent and emotionless as stone all through the private police taking statements from me and my cousin, it made me nervous. Once the officers had gone Hades started stomping around the house, much like when he first came in, and cursing Percy, saying that it was all his fault and he shouldn't have trusted him to take care of 'the only decent children in this family.' I almost screamed at him, and If I'd had my spear I swear my Uncle would have been impaled on it. I left soon after his rant began, apologizing to Bianca.

I made my way to Percy's house and when I walked through the unlocked door I heard bleeping coming from the open door of the den.

"Percy?" I called out.

Annabeth came to the door, "His dad came home just after we gave our statements, I haven't seen him since," she informed me. "How's Bianca?"

"She's finally stopped crying but other than that, I really don't know," I answered truthfully. "Where were Percy and Uncle Poseidon?" I asked.

"In the kitchen when I saw them, but I heard footsteps going towards the other side of the house a while ago," Annabeth told me. I guessed that they went to Uncle Poseidon's office so I thanked Annabeth and headed over there.

The large oak door had a dolphin, a trident and a horse engraved in the centre, I raised my hand and knocked.

"Come in," my uncle's low voice called.

I pushed open the heavy door, "Uncle Poseidon?"

"Hello, Thalia. How are you doing?" he asked with a small smile.

"Okay I guess, given recent events," I answered, he nodded. "How is Percy doing?"

"Not great I'm afraid. He blames himself," Poseidon told my sadly, he looked worried for his son.

"Why? It's not his fault," I argued.

"I know that Thalia, but just think about it, you and Percy are very alike, if you were asked to babysit your cousins instead of Percy and this happened, how would you feel?" I didn't answer. "I doubt Hades helped by attacking him when he found out," he continued, more to himself than to me.

"He attacked Percy?" I exclaimed.

"He grabbed him and wasn't controlling his strength, but Percy wasn't hurt. Calm down." I nodded and looked at the floor. "Thalia, if I ask you something, will you be honest with me? Even if Percy has asked you to keep it to yourself?" my uncle requested.

I looked up at him, studying his face I saw worry in his features. I'd always been able to be honest with Uncle Poseidon, I didn't want to break the streak now, but I didn't want to betray Percy's trust either, "I won't tell you any secrets or personal things that Percy doesn't want you to know, Uncle, I hope you understand that, but I will not lie to you and if I think it is something that is important that you know I will tell you," I decided.

"Did you know Percy was being followed?" I was taken aback; surly Percy would have mentioned that to me.

"No sir."

"Have you noticed anyone following you?" I shook my head. "Have you ever met your grandfather?"

"No, I haven't but I have heard my brothers and sisters talk about him before," I replied, trying to work out why this mattered.

"When did the others talk about him?" Poseidon asked, leaning forward in his chair.

"Years ago. They told me and Percy about him going crazy when we were little; they were just trying to scare us. Other than that, a while back Percy asked if they ever saw him around and they said no," I realised then that I realised what this was about, "Kronos is after Percy?" I asked fearing the answer.

Poseidon nodded, "I think so."

"Sir, where's Percy?" I asked.

"He went to deal with his frustration," was his only answer. I nodded and left the office. I ran through the house, across the basket ball court, down the garden, past the stables and jumped the fence rather than opening the gate. When I stopped, I entered the large, round, stone building to here the screech of metal on metal. I grabbed a breast plate and a bronze sword from the rack, before walking into the combat room.

"You know it takes a lot of time for people to make those dummies," I called, hoping a care free attitude would cheer him up.

Percy decapitated the last dummy in the row, very few of the others still had heads on them and there was straw and sawdust all over the floor where limbs had been severed and Percy had gutted his opponents. "Do, you want to replace them?" he asked, not looking at me.

"Yeah, I do," I answered simply.

Percy turned and gave me one and a half seconds to prepare myself before lunging at me. I barely managed to doge the blow but I quickly countered his attacks a blocked. It always amazed me that Percy looked so much like a Greek warrior with a sword in his hand. He was wearing jeans and a t-shirt, no armour, and was armed only with the Anaklusmos, aka Riptide, the bronze sword his dad had given him for his twelfth birthday, yet he wouldn't look out of place in a painting of the Spartan army. It must have been a combination of his facial expression, tough, tanned skin and his undeniable skill (of course I did try to deny his skills, he wasn't better than me after all).

We duelled for well over twenty minutes and I was panting and drenched in sweat, every attack I made, Percy was there to block it, almost before I had started the move, every time I blocked, he found the weak point of my position. When I used my footwork to get out of rage, he out stepped me. Finally I was too tired and was getting slow, Percy locked his hilt with mine and twisted with enough force, not only to disarm me, but to send me sprawling to the floor as well.

The tip on Percy's sword was pressed against my neck, "What do you want Thalia?" he almost growled.

"To see how you were doing, by the looks of thing, not to good," I observed.

Percy grunted, pulled his sword away from me and threw it so hard it buried its self in the wooden beam on the other side of the arena, "I'm fine," he lied tipping water other his head.

"This isn't your fault Percy," I whispered.

"Yes it is," with that he left.

Nico POV

I woke up and found myself in a cold, dark room. The last thing I remembered was running towards the journey to the underworld ride at Mythoworld and vaguely hearing Percy shouting after me. Then I was grabbed by someone, their hand felt all creepy and bony, after that, there was nothing. I had this funny feeling in my belly, it was almost like I was going to be sick but different, I was scared and my tummy felt like it was on a rollercoaster. It was the same feeling I get when Percy and Thalia look at each other that funny way, where they look like they're scared of something.

"Hello?" I called out in a small voice, I was scared, "Percy? ... Thalia? ... Bianca? ..." When there was no answer I felt lots worse, "Daddy?" I whispered. A tear trickled down my cheek, "No!" I shouted at myself, "Big boys don't cry," I reminded myself of what my Daddy has told me lots of times when I hurt myself and cried. I remembered when Mommy told me that when I came home from my first day of kinder garden and I didn't like not knowing anyone.

Flashback

"Mommy!" I yelled as I ran out of the gates and hugged her around the legs.

"Hey Nico, how was your first day?" she asked.

"I hate it Mommy! I don't know anybody, and everyone else has friends but I'm all on my own! Please don't make me go back Mommy. I wanna stay at home with you!" I cried.

"Shh," she soothed me and picked me up to carry me to the car. When we got in I sat on her lap and cried into her shoulder.

"I don't like it Mommy!"

"It's okay Nico, Bianca didn't like it on her first day either, but you have to give it a chance. You'll make friends tomorrow," the funny sound of her Italian voice made me feel better as she rubbed my back. "Hush now. You're a big boy now Nico, you're my lovely, big boy and big boys don't cry."

Flashback

Thinking about Mommy just made the tears come faster, "Big boys don't cry," I whispered to myself over and over again, trying to stop the tears. I tried to lift my heads to wipe them away but that was when I realised I was tied to the hard wooden chair I was sitting in. I pulled at my arms and the rope dug into my wrists. It hurt and that made me angry which made the tears stop.

"Who's there?" I screamed into the black room. I had never been afraid of the dark, the dark was cool but I knew that this wasn't a dark night or a dark cave somebody had tied me up in this stupid room and was trying to scare me, trying to make me feel little. I hated that! "OI! Who! Is! There?"

"The Lord of Time," said a creepy voice, the sound reminded me of when the whole family went to the beach and Triton made Percy really, really mad, so Percy started attacking the rocks with a sword that he had brought to duel with Thalia.

"What the Hades is that supposed to mean?" I yelled into the dark.

"You silly little boy. Children of Hades are supposed to be feared warriors; your father must be so disappointed in you. No matter, I am rising, I will get my revenge on my sons. This is now a war and you are my prisoner."

"Huh?" was all I could say, I was confused. "What's your name? 'The Lord of Time' isn't a name!"

"No. It is a title you stupid child."

"And what do

"Huh?" was all I could say, I was confused. "What's your name? 'The Lord of Time' isn't a name!"

"No. It is a title you stupid child."

"And what do you mean about warriors and a war?"

"You really should know more about your heritage Nico Di Angelo," was his only answer, I heard him walk away from me and open a door, a sliver of light came into the room and I caught a glimpse of the man when my eyes adjusted. He was tall, his hair was dark grey like charcoal and he had dark, wrinkled skin. The door slammed shut and I was alone.

Annabeth POV

Not long after Thalia came in I got a phone call from my dad, I told him that I was at my friends house with the boys and he asked for the address because it was getting close to the boys' bedtime. It wasn't until I heard the doorbell ring that I wondered if I should have asked before I gave out the address.

I walked out of the den to see Percy's father already at the door.

"Oh, you're..." came my dad's voice, "I'm so sorry sir, I must have the wrong address."

"Dad?" I called and stepped out into view.

"Annabeth? Why, you must have made some good friends," He grinned but looked a little intimidated by Mr Olympia.

"Mr. Chase I take it? I am Poseidon Olympia," he held out his hand for my dad to shake.

"Oh, I know. I am Frederick Chase. It is an honour," he replied clasping the offered hand.

"Annabeth and her brothers have been very good, I'm sorry that I haven't had chance to get to know them myself for we are in the middle of some family problems but from what my son has told me Annabeth has shown very good friendship to him and my niece, for that I am grateful," Mr. Olyimpia went on.

"Well I am pleased as well. I am so sorry that my children have intruded in a difficult time-" dad apologized but was cut off.

"Don't worry, Mr. Chase. They have been no trouble. Annabeth is welcome to stay the night if she wishes, she could sleep in the guest bedroom and my niece has clothes hear which she could borrow. I think Percy could use a friend," Mr. Olympia offered.

"Can I Dad? Please?" I asked.

"If you are sure it is no trouble, but I will have to take the boys home tonight."

"Of course," the rich man smiled, "I believe they are enjoying the video games in the den at the moment, please come through."

Dad came in to get the twins. Percy and Thalia came to see them out along with me and Percy's dad. When we were about to close to door a turquoise mope head roared into the drive way.

"Dad? Is it true? About Nico?" a teenage boy asked, pulling the helmet from his head."

"Percy, did you-" Mr. Olympia started.

"I haven't called anyone," Percy answered the unfinished question.

"Yeah, why wasn't I called before the fact that my cousin's been kidnapped was splashed all over the news?" the boy, who I now assumed to be Percy's brother, demanded.

"The News?" Percy and his Dad asked in horror, simultaneously.

Hope you liked it!

I'm upset due to family stuff and my best friend leaving my school, cheer me up with a review!

I really have to go now.

Byez xxxxxxxxx