Sorry for the weirdness of my last chapter. It's just that I wrote it really late in the night and some unexplained things there will be explained in this chapter. I want to thank all those readers who have stuck by my side this whole time. This is for you guys! And BTW; Happy Valentines!

I woke up rather comfortably, snuggled up against Percy. When I saw that I turned bright red and pushed myself away from him. Thank the gods Clara didn't see that.

"Waffles don't touch the blue food coloring!" Percy yelled in his sleep.

I quietly chuckled and scanned the room. I sighed and sat back down on the sofa. After the weird trial, I wasn't sure what I could handle next. I realized in my sleep that the Trials of Acceptance was testing how fast you could accept new situations, bad or good. Uh, that three year old body was so gross! I was going to go back to sleep when Thomas tumbled through the ceiling at the same time as Clara.

"Clara! Thomas!" I yelled ecstatically.

Percy bolted up and smiled sheepishly at us when he saw Clara give him a look.

"Sorry, but a man's got to have beauty sleep, right?"

"You'll need a lot more than sleep to make you beautiful," Thomas smirked.

We laughed at Percy's embarrassment.

"So… Anyone else think that trial was messed up?" I asked.

They all raised their hands.

"It… it was terrible… But I wonder what the next trial will be," Clara said thoughtfully.

As if on cue, a hissing noise entered the room.

So… You have all survived, they said distastefully

Well, now you will enter the second task, the Trial of the Lost!

They laughed as one and slithered away, leaving us wondering what they meant. I just hoped I didn't have to be a three year old again… I shuddered.

"What do you mean, Trial of-"

But I didn't get to finish my question before I found myself tumbling through darkness.

I opened my eyes. But, I wasn't sure I opened my eyes, so I closed my eyes hoping that I would open them because of reverse phycology. Okay, I know that didn't make any sense at all, but I was afraid I was going blind. Then it hit me. And I mean that literally, as I slammed into a wall. The Trial of the Lost was like a maze I guess, in complete darkness. I felt my way across, even though I was scared of touching something disgusting. What, I am a girl! I really wanted to find a way out. Secretly, I was really afraid of the dark. But I was in NO way telling anyone. Then again, I am a daughter of Apollo, so is it normal to be afraid of the dark? My hand went through the wall. At first I really freaked out, but then I realized it was just another path. I went through it and screamed when I fell through the ground. Okay, rule number 1 of going into a dark maze- CHECK WHERE YOU'RE STEPPING! Actually, that's rule number 2. Rule number 1- ARE YOU STUPID? DON'T GO IN! So, after a while I quieted down. Gods, was this hole ever gonna end? I touched the walls, randomly tracing patterns on the wall. Too bad I couldn't see where I was going, because when I reached the floor I totally panicked, like oh my gods is there supposed to be something touching my butt? I brushed myself off after I calmed down and cautiously made my way through the passage. Trust me; it took forever to even take a step forward. At one point, I went on my stomach and crawled through the maze. It was actually pretty effective, that is until it gets really uncomfortable and painful. After lots of run-ins with walls, and stepping on Zeus-knows- what, I reached a door. At least, I think it's a door. It could be a table propped up on the wall, but who cares? I opened the door and went through, only to slam into the wall. What the Hades? First I'm thrust into a maze in pitch blackness, then I fell through a hole, and now there are doors that lead to walls? I really need to find someone before I start going crazy! I felt another door on the right. Or the left. Oh gods, I can't tell the difference!

"Hello! Anyone there?"

I froze. I recognized that voice faintly, it was Thomas.

"Over here!" I yelled, taking out my sword in case.

I heard the thuds of his feet, and his panting.

"Halley! Is that you?" He asked.

"Yeah, next to this door. Don't open it by the way," I warned.

His hand brushed my arm and he clutched onto it, nearly cutting off the blood.

"Hey, you're a daughter of Apollo right? Can you generate light?" Thomas asked.

I face-palmed. So I had been stumbling in the dark all this time when I could've done that! I concentrated really hard on picturing a light bulb. It took forever until a spark appeared, then grew into a ball.

"Yes!" I yelled happily.

I looked around and found myself in a corridor of doors. I opened them experimentally and found that one side had doors leading to walls, and the other lead to different parts of the maze. I raised my eyebrows at Thomas, and he nodded. We went through the door, the light following us like it was possessed. The whole situation was pretty funny, but I was in no condition to laugh about it.

"It shouldn't be hard to find the others. They should see the glowing light orb from miles away," Thomas reasoned.

"You know, for an Aphrodite kid you're pretty smart," I complimented.

He blushed and we decided to wait it out. Chances are that Percy and Clara will find their way here somehow. And I was right.

"Halley, Thomas! You're okay!"

We looked up to see Percy and Clara, both of them looking slightly beat.

Clara saw my face and said, "We were in a trap."

I nodded and we had a sentimental reunion for a while, some of us fake crying as we hugged each other.

"So…" Clara said, breaking the silence, "does anyone know how to get out?"

"We find an exit?" Percy suggested.

I whacked him on the head and we decided to get out of the maze as one group, because splitting up was a really bad idea, especially when I'm the only one that has light. We followed a straight path, with only minor twists and curves. I was about to give up all hope when I saw a tiny pinprick of light.

"Look!" I yelled.

We all ran towards the light (so cliché, I know) and we exited, breathing in the fresh, sweet air.

Well done, you have passed the Trial. But you will now enter the next one. The Trial of Fear!

On that happy note, we were whisked away.

"Halley?"

I opened my eyes again and found myself in a dark room, with a door at the far end. I reach for it, but then hear someone call my name again.

"Halley, you're such a disgrace!"

I looked up and saw my mom. She sneered at me.

"I wish you never existed!"

I cowered until her picture changed. It was now a battlefield, and I was leading my side. Wait… I was killing all my friends! I jerked back from the door, and ghosts appeared around me.

Afraid of the dark. Afraid of betraying everyone. Afraid of being afraid.

The Trial of Fear! That's it; all I need is to walk through that door! I picked myself up and bravely marched through the images that I was afraid was going to happen. But I was greeted with another image. There was me, in the middle facing Gaea. Percy, Clara and Thomas were dead, their bodies scattered.

"Gaea! I won't lose to you!" Picture- me yelled bravely.

"That's what you think," Gaea snarled, and she lunged at me.

With one clean swipe, she killed me.

Afraid of failure. Afraid of the battle. Afraid of death.

I shook my head and ran through, swiping my hand to dissipate the image. I stopped in front of the last image before the door.

"Percy! What are you doing?" I yelled in the image.

He smiled at me crazily and charged at picture-me. I screamed in horror as I saw my friends all killing me.

Afraid of betrayal!

I stood up shakily. I had to brace myself. This wasn't real!

"It could be, you know."

I turned and saw myself facing mud-face herself.

"What do you want Gaea?" I growled.

She laughed and said slowly, "You'll never reach my waking place, even with that pesky goddess to help you."

"Wait," I said confused, "Aren't you here right now?"

"Foolish girl, this is just a mere morsel off my power. Soon, with those pesky gods out of my way, I shall create the 6th age; the age of the Earth!"

I backed away.

"So," I said to stall her, "The creatures of Nyx are working for you?

Gaea grinned evilly.

"Ah, not these ones. Their intentions are pure, and as soon as you prove yourselves they will set you free. But I will wait for you at my waking place, for you will be the key to me success!"

With that, the ground opened up again and I screamed, holding on to the edge.

"They'll save me! Artemis will tell them where I am, and then they'll find me with you!"

Surely the goddess will help us out, right? I mean, we are defeating the gods' enemy.

"I'm not going to take you with me," she snarled, "I'm just going to drop you off with my offspring."

What offspring? But before I could voice my thought aloud, the hole opened wider, and I found myself once again hurtling through blackness.

This chapter didn't make much sense either, sadly. I think I've lost inspiration. But don't worry! I'll keep writing! By the way, if any of you have an idea of what I could write next, please review or PM me!