Corsair: Percy if you would.

Percy: Corsair doesn't own Percy Jackson, that right belongs to Rick Riordan and no matter how much anybody wants that to be different, that's the way it is.

Corsair: I couldn't have said it better myself

I slowly got out of bed and headed to our kitchen, the dream still vivid in my mind. It has been 10 years since that day. Annabeth was already there with a pot of coffee. She handed me a cup and then sat at the table.

"What's on your mind?" she asked.

"I still wonder if we did the right thing. I really needed a break from it all, but to completely turn our backs on them, I just wonder if I should have done something else."

"We can't live in the past, Percy. What's done is done and there is nothing we can do to change that."

I flipped through the envelopes on the table.

"We got another letter from Nico. I was waiting for you to open it."

I opened the envelope and pulled out a rather long letter. I skimmed through it and stopped about halfway down the page.

"What is it?" She asked.

"Just the usual." I replied. "Wishing we were at camp."

I stared at one sentence on the page.

"Thalia's gone missing." It said.

I couldn't bring myself to read past this line. Once I finally did, the rest of the letter was about a bunch of campers disappearing too.

"What's wrong?" Annabeth asked snatching the paper from my hands.

She read through it quickly and her happy expression quickly turned to fear.

"He thinks somebody is kidnapping the campers?" she said. "Why would anybody do that?"

"I don't know."

Suddenly, Nico walked out of the shadows cast by the door. Instinctively, I drew Riptide as Annabeth drew her dagger. We spun at the same time. Nico barely had time to avoid our blades.

"Whoa, is that really a way to greet your friends?" he said.

"Nico, what are you doing here?" Annabeth asked.

"I knew a letter would take too long to reach you. The one you have was sent two weeks ago." He said "A search party came upon a group of Hunters that had been killed."

"By monsters?" I asked.

"That's just it. They were killed by demigods, some that had never been seen around Camp Half-Blood. There were some of them lying around too. That isn't the worst news."

"Then what is?" I asked.

"Thalia was in charge of this band of Hunters. We looked but couldn't find her among them."

"So we have a group of homicidal demigods on our hands that have never been to Camp Half-Blood."

Nico just looked at me. I could tell there was something he wasn't telling me.

"What is it Nico?" Annabeth asked first.

"The weapons the demigods were using weren't made of any metal I have seen before."

"So what were they?"

"The metal was old, a metal that hasn't been used for thousands of years. If our sources were right, the metal was of a Nordic origin."

"So we are fighting Vikings?" I asked.

"Asgard hasn't been heard from in a very long time. I thought they faded." Annabeth said, ignoring my comment.

"That's why we need you to come back. If Asgard has returned, we need both of you to fight by our sides once more."

"So the gods use one of my friends to break their promise then. I guess it had to happen eventually." I said.

"You were just wondering if you should have had them promise it at all." Annabeth argued.

"Yeah, I know, but now that they broke the promise it's different."

"So you guys will help us then?" Nico asked, his voice hopeful.

"What the heck. I guess one more battle can't hurt." I said.

I called Mrs. O'Leary and we shadow traveled back to camp. I noticed the place was empty. Nico hadn't been kidding when he said a lot of campers went missing. I saw Clarisse training some kids and Grover was talking with Chiron at the Big House.

"It has been ten years since we were here." Annabeth said what I was thinking.

"Too long." A voice said from behind us.

I spun around recognizing the voice.

"Tyson!"

He almost broke every bone in my body with his hug. He had grown to almost twice the size I had last seen him.

"It has been too long, brother."

The four of us walked over to the Big House. Chiron was shocked to see us walking up to the Big House. Grover saw his face and spun around to see what he was looking at. At first he was confused, then shocked, and then a smile crept onto his face as he ran over to us.

"What are you guys doing here?" he asked.

"Just in the neighborhood, because I definitely make a habit of going places that I spent ten years getting away from." I answered sarcastically.

"We came to help, Grover." Annabeth shot me a glare.

"What, I can't be sarcastic to my oldest friend?" I replied. "So, what's going on?"

"A few months back everything was normal, and then we started having people not returning from quests. At first we thought it was just the occasional people that weren't ready for the quest, but then every quest we sent started to disappear. Two months ago we started to look for the lost campers and we couldn't find anything until yesterday." Grover explained.

"And that's when you found Thalia's Hunters surrounded by the weird demigods." I finished.

"Yeah, we searched until about an hour ago but couldn't find Thalia. Nico decided we should get you guys, just in case something really bad is happening."

"If the Norse demigods are returning, something really bad is happening. They loved war, or so the stories say, and they attacked our camp multiple times until they just disappeared one day." Annabeth said.

"We can't let them do this. If they know when and where you send quests, then they have to figure out the information somehow. Just send a quest with our strongest people on it and we can figure out what is going on." I reasoned.

"That is why I got you, Percy. We want you and Annabeth to go with me and Clarisse to the last place we know they were."

"I thought you couldn't find anything there?"

"They had to have been there though. Maybe the amount of demigods we had there scared them off. If that's the case, they would go back and we might be able to find them again."

"Just the four of us go and try to find the people that killed a group of twenty Hunters and kidnapped Thalia? Sounds like a perfectly logical thing to do." I said.

Annabeth shot me another glare.

"Ok, if I can't be sarcastic then I can't do much of anything. That's just my way of coping with the fact that I am about to go on a potentially suicidal mission." I explained.

"So you will go?" Chiron asked.

"Sure, why not?" I said.

I waited for twenty minutes as Clarisse finished her training session and Nico packed. Once they arrived, we started down the hill to the van on the road. The only thought going through my mind was "The last time I was here, I thought I was leaving for good. This time, it might actually be true."

Happy reunions all around.

Will they find Thalia?

Will they get attacked?

Why am I asking you about the future of my story?

I have no clue. Please review. I like to know if I am doing good or not. Don't hate though, constructive criticism please.