Fix: I learned an important lesson today, its to hard to replace people so let's let Frank back in make the prophecy about 8 and just ignore everything I said before. Story Status: Fixed...Fixed Status: Steady...might stay that way but I have my doubts. And I promise I won't change any background info again. *crosses fingers* What? I said I had my doubts. *Gets stare by Annabeth and Percy*. Me:...Fine. Should I write each chapter in one character's POV or should it stay the way I'm doing it? Up to the readers to decide. Have I ever described Baxie? Nope ok she has a red-eye colored iris (a bit creepy but not terrifying) and brown long hair. Indian skin (that is her culture) and clumsy but will turn more athletic, but still will be the same. And she is as tall as she was at 9 years old, 5' 1. Oh and if you're wondering how a 4-year-old girl can make the choice to run away, she didn't. Her babysitter took her away from her parents for about half a year and then she told her to run, not to stop keep running until she found a foster home that didn't let her run past. And to stay there if she wanted to be safe, but what's the fun in that! And sorry about being late, again. Promise next chapter by tomorrow. (That will obviously never happen. Ever.)

Baxie's POV

We find a taxi and use the unlimited Lotus Casino credits to get us to Santa Monica Beach. Amazing it worked on anything, maybe it would work at camp I doubt it but maybe. During the cab ride Percy tells us about the dream he had in the truck. But he can't remember all the details – the Lotus Casino seems to have fried his memory. Hmmm fried Chicken...oh GODS I'm staring to think like Grover. From what Percy describes, Annabeth, Grover, and I can't place why the cold voice in his dream said it was waiting for two objects, and not one (Zeus's master bolt).

"Maybe the voice doesn't belong to Hades? What if he didn't steal the master bolt at all? What if the master bolt isn't in the Underworld? We only have one day left, and we can't waste it searching if it isn't there but I guess we have to. Curse that casino and its delicious smoothies." I says.

"Would you stop with the smoothies!" Percy and Annabeth said at the same time.

"No! Why does it matter, were probably gonna die here." I said fearlessly.

Annabeth ignored her comment.

"Think more positive." Grover said.

"About dying? Whats positive about that?" I asked.

"Good point." He said.

We arrive at Santa Monica Beach at sunset that same day. Percy walks into the waves, getting deeper and deeper until he's underwater, I follow him and ask questions to myself, not him. A mako shark nudges him, and Percy grabs hold of his fin and me to his foot. The mako shark takes us farther out into the ocean, until we are near the edge of a great chasm – where the ocean's floor drops down deep below:

It was like standing on the rim of the Grand Canyon at midnight, not being able to see much, but knowing the void was right there.

Suddenly, a water spirit rises from below riding a sea-stallion. Her voice sounds like Percy's mother's voice. She introduces herself as a Nereid, a spirit of the sea. She works for Poseidon. Percy is angry that his dad didn't come see him himself, but the Nereid cautions Percy not to be so judgmental. Gods can't help their half-blood children directly; they can't show favoritism.

She gives Percy a gift of three pearls: "take these, and when you are in need, smash a pearl at your feet." The Nereid warns Percy not to trust Hades, and tells him to follow his heart no matter what. She disappears down into the depths of the ocean.

What those pearls where for was not being for me.

Annabeth's POV

We take a bus to West Hollywood and wander the streets for miles looking for DOA Recording Studios which was the entrance to the Underworld. We see Gabe crying on TV as he's being interviewed by Barbara Walters.

"What a joke, I fake cry better than him." Baxie said.

Barbara Walters shows her viewers a picture of Percy Jackson, the "delinquent youth accused of wreaking havoc across America." Some strange and scary characters are coming out of the woodwork here in West Hollywood. Percy's a New Yorker, but he's definitely looks very uncomfortable here in Los Angeles. A group of rich kids with knives (they look like they might belong at Yancy Academy) gang up on us. We try to use our weapons but they don't work on them, so they have to use the ends of them even if we looked bizarre to the mortals who thought we were crazy for that using the ends of sticks or bats to hit them. The reason Grover didn't use his weapon sort of thing was because Grover had reed pipes and didn't know what it would be like to the mortals. We run as fast as we can away from the gang of rich kids.

We run into Crusty's Water Bed Palace, where a guy who looked like a raptor in a leisure suit is hanging out. He invites us in and is comprehending our situation. He introduces himself as Crusty. Crusty invites us to try out some water-beds while we hide from the mean kids outside. Grover tries out a water-bed with built-in lava lamps. I try out a safari-themed water-bed. Baxie and Percy looked cautious about the beds. Suddenly, Crusty snaps his fingers and says, "'Ergo!'" and ropes bind Grover and me to our beds.

Baxie ask Crusty to let us go, but Crusty says he's got to make us fit the beds first. The beds are six feet long –he's got to make Grover and me six feet long. By stretching us. Than I realized it was Procrustes (Crusty for short), the Stretcher who once tried to kill Theseus.

Percy persuaded Crusty into trying out a bed himself, somehow. Once Crusty is lying on the bed, Percy snaps his fingers and says, "Ergo!" Ropes bind crusty up, and Percy uses Riptide to lop off his head.

"Could have warned me you were going to kill him!" Baxie's eyes opened wide. "Thanks Percy! We're (loud whisper) murderers now!"
"Well I had to protect you guys since you can't say-" Percy almost finished.

"What (this was the way she pronounced it.) Arrgu? Yup, I would have said it wrong."

They free us and look at the bulletin board behind Crusty's desk. It turns out that the entrance to the Underworld is right around the block. Now I get the scary feeling it might be too late.