I FINISHED THIS CHAPTER YESTERDAY, BUT DUE TO LACK OF INTERNET I WAS ONLY ABLE TO POST IT UNTIL TODAY. SORRY ABOUT THAT! ALSO, I HOPE THE ENDING OF THE CHAPTER DOESN'T ANNOY YOU TOO MUCH.

DISCLAIMER-ALL RIGHTS GO TO RICK RIORDAN. EXCEPT FOR THE PLOT.

"Can't take the kid from the fight,

take the fight from the kidSit back relax,

sit back relapse again."

-Panic! AT The Disco...Camisado

PERCY'S POV-

"Why didn't you let us tie him up?"

Everything was dark. I felt as stiff as a statue and my tongue was dry like sandpaper. From what I could tell, I was seated slumped on a leather chair in an air-conditioned room full of people.

A deep female voice spoke. "Because he'd be extremely stupid to attempt an escape. If he even tries, we'll pummel him to a pulp"

I heard the crack of knuckles and I repressed a shiver. This chick was scary.

"Don't be so hard on him, Clarisse." Scolded a girl's gentle utter. "He's never done anything wrong."

"Never done anything wrong? Hah!" Scoffed Clarisse. "Except being born!"

I clenched my jaw in hurt.

"It isn't his fault where he came from." Snapped a formal male voice. "Nor was it ours how we were raised."

"Can you please cut it with your fancy talk?" Whined someone across the room. "No one will take you seriously if you keep speaking like that."

"How does my way of speaking bother you? Are you that much of an idiot that you don't understand, but the simplest words?"

"It's your tone!"

"Oh, it's my tone? How can I arrange it to your needs, my intellectually challenged work mate?"

"Sarcasm does not work with you."

"You are such an-"

"Shhh! I think he's awake." Interrupted Grover.

The room fell silent and I could practically feel all heads turn to me. I clutched the leather armrests of my seat and concentrated on trying to open my tired eyes. When I finally managed it, I took in my surroundings.

The walls were a whitewashed color and the floor was concrete. In front of me was a long mahogany table surrounded by chairs occupied with exactly ten different kids around my age.

"Why hello there sleeping beauty!" The boy who said this grinned maniacally. "We've been waiting."

I sat up in my seat and glared at every person in the room.

"He doesn't seem too happy to see us." Great. The kid has a shorter twin.

"Of course he's not happy to see us!" Responded a pretty girl with elfish features. "We kidnapped him!"

Across from me, Grover spoke. "Are you feeling okay?" He seemed to be genuinely worried. "You're not feeling any side effects from the chocolate?"

Now that I thought about it, I was feeling very warm despite the cold room temperature. "I'm about as good as a person who's just been drugged and kidnapped can be." Something urgent popped into my head. "Where's Tyson? What did you do to him?"

Grover gave me a confused look. "What do you mean?"

"Before I passed out, I heard you mention Tyson's name to someone on the phone." My voice was eerily threatening. "Don't you dare try to deny it because I know what I heard and I want you to tell me right now what you did to my brother."

"This Percy kid is even as bossy as him." Remarked a person I guessed was Clarisse.

I ignored my curiosity towards whom "him" was and how these people happened to know my name, instead focusing on giving Grover the fiercest look I have ever given anyone.

He cringed. "I'm not in the position to tell you anything, but Chiron will be here in a few minutes and you can ask him." Grover looked me straight in the eye with a look of complete and total honesty. "I will promise you one thing; whatever we did to Tyson was to keep him and your family safe."

I believed him, but didn't let it show. "Safe from what?"

Grover opened his mouth to answer, but a handsome blonde-haired boy with a long evil-looking scar running down his face, cut him off. " He isn't aloud to tell you that until we find out how much you know about a certain-" Scar-boy smiled mysteriously-"army."

I was confused for about a mil-a-second until it dawned on me. He was talking about Kronos's army.

"Now he gets it." His smile grew even wider.

"I don't get anything." I growled.

"Let's inform you then." Grover replied. "Starting with introductions. You know my name is Grover." Said person nodded towards scar-face. "That over there is Luke."

Luke waived unenthusiastically.

Grover pointed at each person he mentioned.

"That's Juniper."

"Hi!" Juniper's light-green eyes sparkled and her ginger hair bounced along with her personality. Grover sent her a dreamy look, which caused me to smirk.

"She's Clarisse."

Clarisse crossed her muscular arms and blew her mouse-brown hair away from her equally colored eyes. "I'll hurt you."

"As you can tell, she's a very friendly person."

"Shut it." Clarisse scowled.

Grover raised his hands in surrender and went on with his introductions. "Over there is Charles, but her prefers to be called Beck or Beckendorf."

"Hey." Beckendorf waived a wrench in my direction.

"She's Selena."

Selena happened to be a very beautiful girl with jet-black hair and baby blue eyes. She smiled and sent me wink that caused my face to turn to an unmanly shade of pink. Beckendorf frowned.

"Sitting over there is Katie."

"Nice to meet you." Katie said. Her light-brown hair was braided to the side with flowers. I said hi back.

"Those two twins sitting near you are a package deal. The taller one is Travis and the one trying to steal your wallet is Connor."

"Hey! No one likes a snitch!"

I turned and smacked Connor's hand away from my shirt pocket.

Grover gestured towards a boy with curly blonde hair and stormy grey eyes that reminded me of Annabeth's. "He's Malcolm. One of the few of us with an actual brain."

"Your compliments fill me with pride, Grover." Malcolm extended his hand toward me and I shook it. "Pleased to make your acquaintance."

Travis rolled his eyes.

"There are more of us, but before you get to know anymore-"

"I'll have to meet Chiron, whoever that is." I answered.

Grover nodded just as the metal door on the other side of the room slid open. "And here he is now."

A man in a motorized wheelchair came into the room bearing the scent of coffee. He had eyes that looked as if they've seen everything and an aura of knowledge surrounding him that not even Malcolm held. Everyone in the room, besides me, bowed their heads in respect.

The man acknowledged the bows with one of his own and turned to me with an unreadable look on his face. "Hello Percy. I've read a lot about you."

I ignored Chiron's greeting. "Where's Tyson?"

A few of the people in the room face palmed.

Chiron didn't seem to be the slightest bit surprised by my question. "I will tell you that in private." He turned to Grover with a look of pity on his face. "Dionysus wants to see you. He wasn't happy with your work."

"I'll go straight away." Grover squeezed my shoulder and walked out of the room shaking. Whatever he was called to must've been something he wasn't looking forward to confronting.

Chiron gestured towards everyone else. "Go back to your duties. You'll be rewarded later for your progress." He waited for them to walk out of the room, and wheeled towards me. "You want to know about your brother?"

I nodded.

"You'll have to get comfortable then. This story involves a lot of explaining."

I sat up, feeling slightly nauseous due to my increasing temperature.

"For the past month, you and your family have been being watched." Chiron started. "A certain group known as Kronus's army has been on your case lately for reasons unknown to all of us. Do you know of any of this?"

I gulped. I haven't thought of the army since that day I was jumped. "They've been following me and threatening the life of everyone I care about for the past two months. It started out small at first, but started gaining momentum."

"What has?"

I looked down at my fidgeting hands. "Their threats. The first time, I received a note saying that they were coming for me, but I shrugged it off because it seemed like a prank at the time."

"How did you figure out it wasn't?" Chiron leaned forward.

"One day, I was walking to meet some friends at a concert and five men surrounded me in an alley. I tried to fight back even though I knew it was useless, and I was right because I ended up being punched and kicked."

FLASHBACK

Ethan Nakumara sneered and slammed his foot into my stomach once more. "You think you can fight us don't you?"

SLAM!

"You thought that all this was a joke?"

Someone pulled my head back with a jerk of my hair and raised me to my feet.

"It's a good thing we gave you a reality check then, right?"

Ethan took out a pocket knife and raised it in the air only to-

"PERCY!"

END OF FLASHBACK

I looked up at the sound of my name.

Chiron frowned. "Was that the last time you saw them?"

I shook my head. "No. A while ago, the same men surrounded me on my way to school saying that I had a week to decide whether or not to join them. I haven't heard of it ever since." I looked up from my shaking hands. "It's your turn to explain."

"You already did." Chiron leaned back.

"What do you mean?"

"The reason we've been following you for so long is because of our now confirmed suspicions that you were being stalked by Kronos's army. You see Percy, your father is an Olympian and that is a very dangerous thing. "

"What is an Olympian?" I was pretty sure I wasn't related to any athlete.

Chiron smiled and gestured towards the door. "If you will follow me?"

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"Can I take off the blind-fold now?" I grumbled.

Chiron had made me wear a blind-fold so as not to see where we were going, although I was pretty sure that even without it I wouldn't remember. By now, we must've been through at least eighty doors. I was starting to feel worse and I wasn't sure that I could stand much longer.

"Step through here and I'll tell you when to remove it."

I was led through yet another doorway and put to stand on hard floor.

"You may remove your blind-fold now."

I did as asked and looked around to see that I was standing in a very large and very weird room. Both the walls and floor were made of reflecting glass. Not really like a mirror, but most definitely not normal glass. There was no furniture.

"What is this?" I was taking everything in with awe.

Chiron spread his arms wide. "This is the room we use for presentations. It helps make everything simpler for those who don't know our business."

"What do you mean by presentation?"

"You'll see." Chiron pressed a button on his armrest and a chrome-colored chair sank up through the floor in the middle of the room. "Sit please."

I obeyed.

"You asked who the Olympians are and I will now answer your question." Chiron took out a strange looking remote from his pocket and swiped his index finger over it. A strange humming sound reverberated throughout the room. The lights switched off, but the floor, ceiling, and walls started to glow white. My jaw dropped.

"The Olympians are a group dedicated to running basic businesses. Everything you see came from the Olympians. Each one is in charge of creating certain products and selling them using different company names. That way, no one will be suspicious about who owns what. In reality, everything comes from just one place. An example is what you think are various shampoo companies. There may be different brands and you may think that they all come from different people, but in reality they all come from one place. An Olympian; which just so happens to be Hermes.

An owl logo appeared on the wall.

"This is the Mark of Athena." Stated Chiron. "Athena is the most intelligent women out of the Olympians and she is charge of all colleges located around the world. Those college super intendants and professors? They're just figureheads. Athena is the real deal, in charge of all funds, scholarships, and so on."

Various colleges appeared on the screens. Harvard and Yale included.

"That's impossible!" I shook my head. "One person can't be in charge of all that!"

"It can and it is. What goes for Athena goes for all the Olympians. We call them by Greek names in order to keep their real identities a secret, but everything is actually just one big branch."

"I don't think I understand."

"You get how the three branches of government work in the United States, no?"

I nodded. "There are three major branches; Legislative, Executive, and Judicial. They are each broken down into parts consisting of different powers. Like how the Supreme Court is part of the Judicial branch."

"Very good, Percy. Your intelligence should show more in your grades. From what I've seen of your file, the highest grade you've ever gotten is a C-." Chiron raised an eyebrow.

"I didn't know I had a file." I grumbled.

"You do, but never mind that for now." Chiron gestured to the wall. Three Logos appeared. One was of a lightning bolt, another of a trident, and the last of a skull. "The Olympian branch is like that except more business-like. The big three are in charge of the three major companies in business. After that, it's one big branch. One person is in charge of each Olympian prospect. Can you imagine it? One person, in control of so much wealth and power? I would tell you more, but I think you understand the big picture."

"How does this all have to do with me?" I still needed to know.

"I was getting to that." The hologram of a scythe beside a Greek helmet with crossing swords behind it appeared. "Kronos's Army and the Olympians are at conflict. The former believes that the Olympians have unrightful power and would rather take over themselves. The latter believes just the opposite. Five months ago, Kronos's army declared war on the Olympians. Their main goal now is to find more members to join them. You are one of their targets."

I was taken aback, not to mention starting to feel dizzy. "Why me? There's nothing I have that they could possibly want."

"You are wrong, Percy. What you have is more important than anything else they would need."

"What is it?"

"A direct relation with one of the Olympians." Said Chiron solemnly.

"What?!" I jumped up from my seat and instantly regretted it. The world spun around me and I grabbed the back of my seat for support.

"Your father is one of the Olympians." Replied Chiron. "By having you as part of their army, the enemy has a higher of a chance of hitting the Olympians where it hurts most. With one of their own."

I started shivering. "That's why they've been after me?" I ran my hand through my sweaty hair. "I get that concept, but why would they bring my family into this?"

Chiron got a dark look on his face. "Not a single member of that supposed army cares for the lives of others. If threatening those you love will get you to do as they please then so be it for them. We have been keeping our eyes on you and your younger brother Tyson, but not twenty four seven, which is apparently what we should have done."

I asked the thing that started this whole conversation. "If you brought me here, what did you do to Tyson?"

"We kept a close eye on him, while you were out to make sure that he was safe. Grover used your phone to text a certain Bianca for the favor of picking him up from school."

A wave of drowsiness came over me. "What time is it now?"

"Three-thirty." Chiron grabbed my arm. "Percy, I think you need to sit down. Grover must've put too much nectar into the chocolate he gave you, and now you're having some side effects."

"Nectar?" Everything seemed to be changing in color.

"Don't ask." Chiron said. "Just sit down before you pass out."

My hand slipped from the chair.

I managed to say one more thing before the darkness overcame me. "Too late."

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I opened my eyes and realized that I was back in my room. I rubbed my eyes and sat up in a haze.

Was that all dream?

I felt something near my hand and saw a note.

"You seem to have a real knack for passing out, don't you think? Travis and I were in charge of sneaking you into the house because we're awesome like that.

P.S. We jacked twenty bucks from your wallet."

So much for it all being a dream, I thought.

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I DON'T KNOW IF I AM PROUD OF THIS CHAPTER OR NOT. THE ENDING SEEMED KIND OF RUSHED TO ME, BUT OH WELL :(

ANYWAYS-REVIEW REPLIES-

CODEX-Sally and Tyson are going to play some huge roles later on in the story. They are the big reason that Percy will decide to j-Well, you'll see ;).

NOBODY-Yeah a kick down there would probably hurt a lot, right? This story is sort-of like that except that Grover will have his own problems to deal with. Poor Grover.

Guest- Thank you :D. I'll try to keep it that way. I have a lot of mean things planned out so...woohoo?