Onward!

"Let go of me!" I yelled thrashing and kicking. Harry was doing the same thing except it sounded kind of weird with his British accent.

Heken had summoned help and two more of those things came. When they grabbed my wrists I immediately felt… drained. My eyes felt heavy, my arms and legs felt like they weighed a million pounds each , and every molecule felt like it ran a marathon. Times x10. I tried to fight but when you can practically hear you muscles yelling in tiny little voices: "No! Do not fight we are too tired. Try again later," it kind of makes your morale go down.

They carried us up the stairs and through a hallway that was made of the same stone as in the room with the cells. At the end of the hallway was a regular old black door but it had a silver doorknocker on it that was shaped like a skull. It looked cool but the possibility of what was behind that door distracted me from that thought.

The door opened itself with a loud creeeeeeeak!

The room was dark and I what I saw probably would never leave my mind. The walls had chains dangling from them and all were covered in blood. A single flickering light hung in the center of the ceiling and it only lit the space four feet around it and even then barely even gave off any light at all. The floors were stone just like everything else and were too covered in dried blood. Did these things have an obsession with stone and dried blood or something? Creepos.

They threw us into the room very unceremoniously and stood over us. I heard a crack and my right hand flashed to my wrist. I think it was fractured.

"Let's begin." It came forward, dragged me to the wall by the back of my shirt, and I actually managed to kick it, but my foot went right through. Great how were we supposed to fight them?

It changed my wrists and then did the same to Harry. It walked over to the other side of the room and pulled a lever that I had not noticed until now. Hey wait a second, how come they could drag us places and pull levers but I couldn't land a kick where it would hurt?

The second it pulled the lever the chains went into the wall pulling us up off the ground until my toes were 3 inches above the ground and my wrists felt like someone tried to pull them off with rugged rope.

I tried to pull my arm out of the hole but it wouldn't budge. I gave up and sighed.

"Can't pull your out either?" I heard Harry say. I squinted really hard and just barely managed to see Harry turned toward me with a constipated expression on his face. It looked somewhat funny until I realized he was trying to see me too and I probably looked exactly like that.

Just then Heken walked/floated/glided into the room and if his shapeless face could show expression he would have looked very happy in a evil yay-I-get-to-kill-you-know way.

"Well then, who first? Harry Potter the Boy who lived? Or Perseus Jackson, the subject of the Great Prophecy?"

"Um I'd rather not so if you could maybe let us go?" I tried, and failed.

Heken laughed and said " Ahh you really do humor me, you will go first." He came towards me with an arm extended towards my face. I thrashed to try and get away somehow but his hand thing touched my forehead and I felt my eyes go wide as incredible pain hit me. It worse than going into the Styx, it hurt worse than having the Curse taken off and that hurt like Hades. But I couldn't scream, it felt like someone had put super glue on my mouth. Then the strangest thing happened, the room disappeared from my vision.

We were in a bright white room except it seemed more like… infinite nothingness, like I could walk it my entire life and never reach the end of it.

The wall that had been behind me was still there but it had turned white, just like everything else, except for the chains. They were still blood covered and just plain nasty.

I wanted to scream so badly. This pain was so horrible.

"Hurts doesn't it?" Heken said joyfully "At first it hurts like hell, but then slowly, it becomes worse and worse, until you wish you could die," He whispered the last part and he said it with such relish that a part of me wanted to shudder but I realized I was already shaking. From the pain.

Finally after what seemed like a life time of pain my lips seemed to be de-super glued and I opened my mouth and screamed. It was-and always will be- the most horrible and scariest thing that had ever come out of my mouth.

Heken didn't even seem fazed by it, like he was used to it. That made me wonder how many other people had to suffer this.

Heken breathed in deeply and I thought I could almost see a cruel smile in his ever twirling face. "Ahhhh yes, soooo good," He said. The pain had stopped by now but I was panting and shaking, this had taken a lot out of me, I felt ready to close my eyes and go to sleep.

"Wh-what do y-you mean?" I stuttered, it was hard to even talk.

"We Terrors or the official term, Umbrae, live off of pain and terror. We have driven millions crazy before they finally beg for death, and we gladly give it to them," Heken said all of this way too joyfully. Man these guys were major creepos not to mention just plain scary. More than that.

"I think it's time we go visit your friend Harry," He said and it all went black.

Annabeth's POV

We couldn't ask Argus to take us in to the city 1. Because Chiron might find out and stop us. Percy was one of his favorite campers but he thought this quest would be too dangerous for anybody. 2. The vans were 'broken' anyway. Some hair curlers had somehow found their way into the engine and melted inside. But these hair curlers looked suspiciously like the ones Chiron may or may not use to curl his tail.

Instead we called the Gray Sisters taxi. If I thought the first time was bad then I thought this was horrible! Apparently since the war more demigods and immortal beings the service now so they were always busy. Why would immortal beings use a taxi service when most of them could teleport? No idea.

The sisters drove almost 120 miles over the speed limit and were moving so jerkily that I was starting to have double vision. Nico and Grover didn't look much better. In fact Grover looked liked he was going to puke into his rasta cap any minute.

Finally after 40 minutes in the death trap called a taxi and tons of almost-puking-our-guts-out moments later, we arrived on the front the convenience store.

I paid the sister who currently had the eye, and then stood in front of the building with Nico on my right and Grover on my left.

"Are you ready?" Nico asked almost…cautiously.

"Yeah, lets go," I said and we walked forward.

Across the door in an X formation was bright yellow tape which read 'Crime Scene. Themis in charge. NO TRESSPASSING!' The tape was in Ancient Greek so we were able to read it.

"Ok then." Nico said and then cut the tape with his Stygain Iron sword.

We walked in and saw a scene of destruction. Almost all of the shelves had been knocked over and crushed and smashed food lay everywhere. Grover shuddered and O understood why. In a way he had been here and witnessed what happened and what happened had really and thoroughly freaked him out.

We walked through the store but we kept tripping over food and cans because the lights were broken. Near the very end of the store was where most of the damage was and I felt better-but not much- knowing Percy had put up a real fight but that feeling immediately washed away after I saw the huge dried blood spot on the very last shelf.

"Oh gods," I whispered. "Wh-what do you think is happening to him now?" I asked sadly.

"I'm only sure he's not dead/dying," Nico said. Well that sure answers my question doesn't it?

"It was a rhetorical questions," I muttered.

Grover didn't hear this and said "Somehow, his thoughts are blocked from me. I can't see anything thats happening to him." He said and then nervously started chewing on his shirt collar.

I sighed. "Ok lets just look around and see if we find anything." We all pulled out flash lights and started looking

We split up and after about an hour, I was becoming desperate. We couldn't find anything, I was just about to say let's try something else when I saw something out of the corner of my eye.

I walked toward it and saw it was a little black dot, just floating there, in midair.

"Guys…I think I found something."

Immediately they ran over and just stared at the black dot.

"What the heck is that?" Nico asked.

"I-I, I'm not exactly sure," It was almost embarrassing to admit.

Nico walked up to it and actually wedged his sword's tip into it. He pulled down and the circle grew and grew until it was a hole with glittering splotches big enough for a person to walk in.

"That's it! That's the portal Percy was taken in to!" Grover yelled as he started to run towards it but I grabbed the back of his shirt and his legs went flying in the air and he plopped down on the ground.

"We do this together," I said somberly down to him. He nodded quickly and stood up. We all grabbed each others hands (which I was very surprised when Nico did) and walked foreword

"1…" Nico started.

"2…Grover said

"3!" I yelled and we all jumped in, unsure if we would ever come out.

Hi! I am SO sorry I didn't update BUT! I have valid excuses!

I had to go to a going-away-to-college /birthday party

Volleyball tryouts but I made it so now practice so I don't get home till 5:00

I had a really nasty cold

Sore from practice

Homework

See? Very valid! I am not one of those lazy writers who won't update for months just because they don't want to!

Magic Cat: And a little bit of writer's block this week

Me: Yeeeeeeeeeah BUT! The plot bunnies blessed me so I wrote this in a notebook between classes. For… Two days! It took up four pages in a notebook and then I drew like three pictures from this story and then POW. I hope you liked it!

Magic Cat: And thankyou to all the people who read and reviewed some of Hottiegally's stories. May God rest her soul.