Percy's POV.

My day started off bad and never got any better throughout this entire morning. The only that is keeping me out of celestial bronze chains or mortal hand cuffs was the fact that Blackjack was one Hades of a wickedly fast bike. A problematic fact that was occurring to me now was even with the highly illegal and slightly divine modifications I had gotten from a daughter of Hephaestus that owed me a favor for helping get her son and niece to camp after she and her sister were taken advantage of by Apollo and Hermes. The annoying part was that my motorcycle was nowhere close to be fast enough to outrun Motorola or a certain hoarse that I may have been directly related to, but she held plenty of speed to out run a storm ridden by a blonde annoyance that had a very egotistical father, who may have been the king of the gods. I woke with a start I had enjoyed one day on the road and was prepared to head west at top speed but first I had to make it out of the city I was in.

I however was not prepared to fight for my life so when I sensed something speeding towards me and not veering its course. I flipped forward out of the little nock in the alley I had slept in as something flew over my head and impaled itself where my chest had been moments before. I made a mistake and did not look to see who or what attacked me unannounced. It was not as if I had a shortage of enemies. Once I cleared the alley I ran head on into someone as I made my way over to the garage across the street where I had stashed my bike. I saw a storm approaching rapidly and riding below it was a lone blonde on a raging hoarse that was actually a storm in itself. "You need to come with me kid. I know some powerful people who want a word with you." Jason called to me in an attempt to stop me.

I rolled my eyes and continued toward my bike. Once on it I could not resist using some irony on the son of Jupiter. "Sorry man but you and they will never be my saving Grace." I yelled as I fired up the engine and took off over a parked car jumping the low wall behind it and landing with a squealing tire as I peeled out towards the on ramp of the interstate where I could finally open the taps on my beast. While I was dodging traffic he and his hoarse if you could call Tempest that kept up very well. We blew through lights and traffic as though everyone else were standing still. The sirens started up very quickly and their volume kept increasing.

I merged onto the interstate and speed up to speeds no mortal could keep up with but their technology was a very different story. I glanced in my rearview the quickly shrinking image of my former brother and fellow predator pull out a golden cellphone and make a call. That and the sound of a helicopter quickly approaching. The more cops that showed up the worse my situation became especially with the might of Olympus breathing down my neck.

The number of police continued to grow and I saw two things that were not very good for me one a streak of bronze and grey headed straight for me and a tan blur headed on an intersect course with me. I was forced to dodge around traffic that was the police it was not easy at all especially with the godly powers pursuing me. I swerved around yet another of the police cars only for the world to slow down again. I was really starting to hate this life now that I was discovered by the gods. The sound of a fast approaching chopper pulled me out of my thoughts as another cruiser crossed my path and I had to dodge it which was a benefit by accident because the Jackson seeker, I am pretty sure it was sent by one of my enemies but the only question is which one, slammed into the window and rear pillar of the car. That would slow it down a little more.

Everything around me turned into a blur as I seemed to speed up which I could not understand. I knew everything my bike could perform but increasing speed away from the police and the scary blade was not something I felt that the well altered bike could do. I knew this would not end well. Once everything else come back up to speed I knew trouble was close with the rapidly approaching tan blur that could only mean one of my family members was coming to see me. I was driving like a mad man my speedometer was topped out at 300mph. Suddenly as I felt most desperate everything around slowed to a stop except for me and my equestrian brother along with the stupid sword that wanted to find a sheath in my body. Is this how my life ends flying down a long lonesome interstate by a sword trying to burry itself in my chest or flipping off my bike because I am trying to avoid being cornered by my family?

As I swung around another bend in the interstate my fowl mouthed equestrian half-brother the god of horses drew up next to me. Damn I knew I had to do something and quickly. I was trapped between a stallion and a very sharp blade made of two metals. Wait I am such a kelp headed fool. That blade will reap my soul when it finally lands in me. We can the cursed blades stop haunting me already. I needed to get away from my cousin as she sat in slow motion on my brother. I saw a sign that indicated an exit was twenty miles out which meant I was safe as long as it had a bridge and I would be there in less than four minutes. As the time seemed to trickle by I was pushing myself to my limits and called over to Hazel once I saw that the exit would indeed be my salvation because there was an over pass just after the exit ramp. "You really should wash that beast's mouth out with some Olympian extra strength soap. Oh, also tell your pa as you southerners would say that his favorite nephew is taking off to be free from his family. I will not be their puppet anymore." I laughed at her flabbergasted expression due to me not looking the way I used but referring to things only I would know.

She was clearly thrown off by my words, but she was able to recover and give a reply that I had no time to hear because we were passing the exit and I had to time my leap just right so that I would not be caught or become a stain on the interstate. I flung myself off my bike as she reached out to grab me. My timing had been perfect as I flew into the shadows and travelled far away from the hand of Olympus to the edge of its reach. I now have a better understanding of what my cousin meant because shadow travelling thousands of miles is not an easy achievement and it requires a ton of power so in my foggy brain I quoted the god of the honorable dead. "With great power come a great need to nap." I mumble before I followed his advice and stumbled into a small cave and allowed my eyes to close and pass into Hypnos' domain. I was ignoring the stinging sensation in my back as much as I could which was not easy. My sleep was not blissful darkness which was something I had not experienced in many years and I was becoming strangely accustomed to the annoying dreams of a demigod.

I felt myself fly away from my body. I plunged through the earth on my way towards the underworld. I quickly found myself standing beside Bob the titan as I still thought of him for the most part. He had his broom in hand and was glaring at the pit while a frown adorned his face. "I know you are here watching me Percy. I am aware that your life has taken a very troubling turn for you in the last few days making it worse than how you were living since you managed to put my mother back to sleep. All will soon become very clear and I am sorry but for the future this is what you must suffer and you will become stronger afterwards the blade will not harm you anymore. Upon awakening I would like you to seek out my son as he supports his eternal burden keeping my parents apart. I promise that I will meet you there and explain what is happening to you." The titan's voice was dejected and sorrowful as he spoke to me all the while he was looking down into the pit as if he were watching his family that I had sent down there. That was the last thing I heard from him as my surroundings quickly started to change.

The pit had been emitting a strong feeling of cold, but my new surrounding was warmer and looked like a throne room even though it was still dark for the most part. I saw my mother Hestia sitting with my uncle Hades in his palace. She was stroking a fire in the hearth. I quickly discovered that they were discussing me and I was not happy with what I was hearing. "He has escaped from his former friends and the eyes of the council for the time being, but the fact that neither of us can sense him tells us that he is in a land beyond the gods and that he is not at a hearth or anywhere people could call home." Hades said in a sad tone.

"He must be in the Alaskan wilderness. That is better than at his new hearth." Hestia explained to say what her brother was thinking. She had a saddened look upon her face that her brother sought to help her.

He nodded his accent as he placed a reassuring hand on the goddess of hearth and home's shoulder. "Mother will help him I am sure of that the only question will be if he can actually make it to her before our niece finds him. She will not be as easy to elude as his former friends the heroes of the second giant war." Hades said to the distraught goddess.

The lord of the underworld's words were not very comforting it seems. "I want to have my boy here with me. I do not trust either our mother Rhea or Artemis to actually bring him back to Olympus safely." She explained to Uncle Hades as she tried not to sob. They were interrupted by a knock or the door to the throne room and a skeletal head poking through.

With my blessing from the god in control of the underworld I was able to understand the skeleton's words. The guard told its master that the janitor was there to speak with him. "It seems that the Titans are coming out of hiding and wish to speak with us. Iapetus is here to speak with me." My uncle explained as my dream dissolved and I awoke to the sound of a wolf howling.