Annabeth

We sat like that for a while. Enjoying each other's company. I looked up at Percy, his eager green eyes meeting mine.

I had made a decision, "We have to get out of here. Escape. Warn the gods. Anything."

He looked at me with interest, "But how? I have been trying to think of ways for a while..."

I then remembered that I had a dracma in my pocket, "Here. Now we just have to find spray."

Percy gave me a glance and flicked his wrist, then some spray appeared and I threw the dracma in it.

"This is Iris," A picture in the spray said.

"Hi, Athena, Mount Olympus." I said. A few moments later, Athena - the goddess of knowledge and my mother-appeared.

"Annabeth. My daughter." She smiled.

"Mother. Please help us." I pleaded.

"What is wrong?" SHe asked.

"Grover, Luke, the Titans. They have us. We need help."

"Grover? And who is we?" She asked calmly.

"Grover has turned!" I said urgently.

"We...?"

"Percy and I."

She had a slight smile of disappointment but quickly covered it up. "We will need Poisiden and Zeus to help. But I don't know how quickly we can help you." She looked disappointed.

Then the message disappeared and our worst nightmare came. Luke. He had some how survived that tragic fall that we had thought he had died from. He still had the grey streaks in his hair from holding the burden, his eyes were guarded and watchful, and his stance and movement was lithe and feline like. He was a fighter, but not for us. For them. I looked painfully back into m memory of my childhood with Thalia and him. How he betrayed us all, and now worked for our enemies.

I looked over at Percy, and he too, was reproachful of Luke. We sat there dumb struck for a while, watching Luke carefully. He stared us down the same way he had the last time we had seen him. His eyes flickered between us, and a small smile brought it's way to his lips.

"I have two wonderful fighters in my grasp. I could kill them now, but that wouldn't be very fun... Would it?"

"Traitor." Was all I could say.

"Am I? Or are Grover and Hades?" He questioned.

"Grover isn't the kind of person who would. And Hades..." Percy said.

"Hades was offered more then you can imagine. He was offered everything, and he took it." Luke spat at us.

I looked doubtfully at the two of them. Percy stood up, and a flicker of interest glinted in Luke's eyes.

"Percy. No." I said to him but it was already to late.

Mount Olympus

The beautiful palace on the clouds would have been a light with power and luck. But today, the Gods were arguing on a critical subject.

"Hades has betrayed us all!" Dionysus said.

"D, chill. Don't say things that you don't know for sure." Apollo said, his smile grew as he got a glare from Dionysus.

"Brother, you have seen something then?" Artemis asked.

"Well of course." Apollo gave a wicked smile.

"Well, what is it then?" Zeus asked impatiently.

"Hades hasn't turned. He has been taken." Apollo said simply.

All the Gods looked around to Apollo. They looked confused, with doubtful looks on their perfect faces.

"What do you mean?" Poisiden asked.

"Hades hasn't turned. Krono took him from his throne."

This caused a loud roar of protests and exclamations, along with some watchful glances to their surroundings.

"And you wait till now to tell us?!" Zeus thundered. Apollo gave a shrug and chuckled.

It was Athena that spoke, "Be calm, Zeus. I have also been informed that Grover has turned as well."

"The goat child?" Aphrodite asked.

"Yes-"

"How in Mount Olympus did you get this information?" Zeus asked.

"Annabeth. She and Percy have been taken."

All the Gods looked at each. The war was starting, and so far, the Titans had the upperhand.