Ok so I'm back with a new chapter! Hooray! Now, on with the show!

Disclaimer: A bunch of technical crap about how I don't own anything but my dignity.

Griffon's PoV

It wasn't looking good for us. We spent days on that island plotting our next move carefully, and then our plan was ruined.

"Um, guys? You might want to see this!" Seth shouted from outside of the tent. We all peeled out and saw the dark clouds in the distance; approximately five miles away.

"Crap, we have to go now!" Clayton shouted. Seth stepped in.

"No, we have to enter it anyways, why not now?" He countered.

"We aren't ready yet, we don't even have a plan!"

"Remember our trip to Camp Jupiter for the first time? When that salesman turned out to be a Fury in a costume? We didn't have a plan then, but we made it without too much damage," Seth explained.

"I lost three teeth and almost died!" Clayton yelled.

"Ok, I made it without too much damage."
"Well next time you get to be Fury bait," Clayton said.

"Stop fighting guys, this is serious," Alpha said. "If we don't make up our minds soon we're toast. Not the good kind of toast either, the burnt kind that tastes like sand." Clayton just shook his head and walked back into the tent. We all followed.

"So what's our next move?" I asked. We all started throwing ideas in, sometimes starting small arguments. Then I noticed something.

"Hey guys? Where's Clayton?"

Clayton's PoV

Silver and I were flying into the darkness, harsh winds and blinding fog everywhere. I know what you're thinking you thought I was probably going to run away from the storm like a prissy, but no. If Seth thinks facing our doom before we're ready is a good idea then so be it. I shivered from the cold darkness around me. I saw shadows swirling around and forming horrendous images. I almost considered turning back, but I stayed strong.

"Are you sure this is a good idea?" Silver asked me, his wings trembling.

"Of course not. If I thought it was a good idea I would've brought the others along." WE kept flying in silence until I saw the outline of Mt. Everest. WE landed near the bottom, where I saw a large iron gate guarded by two Shadow Weavers playing horseshoes with heir shadow puppets

"Mature," I muttered. Being as careful as possible, I pulled out the Orb of Atlantis and used its water to drown one Shadow Weaver and hold the other one down.

"Hello, my old friend. Come to die?" said the Shadow Weaver. It was the same one who had originally been caught by Alpha.

"I've come to battle Erebus," I said, my voice full of resentment. The Shadow Weaver smiled.

"Well Erebus doesn't like surprises. Would you like me to lead you to him? I surely wouldn't miss the horrendous, painful death of my captor," He said. "My name is Zachariah by the way. You can call me Zach." I released him (probably not my best idea) and he led me up the mountain until we reached a small mansion made of smoke-colored marble.

"Welcome to Casa de Mort," Zach said in a horrible accent.

"First of all, I don't think that's right and second of all, you shouldn't be doing any accents with the creeper voice you've got," I said viciously. He laughed a wheezy laugh that sounded like an old man being hit in the stomach with a baseball bat full of grinding gears. Not very pleasant.

"Right this way," He opened the door and led me to a throne, where a man in a tuxedo sat. He had a dark cowlick and gleaming teeth, but what stood out the mast was his right eye. It was a swirling ball of smoke and darkness.

"Nice glass eye you've got there sir," I said to the man. He frowned.

"Zachariah, what is this?" The man said in a bored tone.

"This is an enemy demigod sir. Apparently he decided to come fight you. What is it with all the suicidal kids these days?" Zach replied nervously. The man, whom assumed was Erebus, stood up and pulled out a sword.

"Get ready demigod. Before I murder you, what is your name? I don't really care, but I have to say the name of the demigod whose blood I drink or it will kill me," He asked. I almost barfed.

"Drink? Are you a vampire or something?" I asked.

"No! Not a vampire, I can withstand sunlight. Vampires are idiots…" Erebus replied. "Now on with the battle, we don't have all day!" I steeled myself and got in position.

"Get ready to meet your maker! Chaos will be proud," I said, swinging my sword. He met my swing and immediately disarmed me, throwing me back a couple feet.

"Gods, you fight like a nymph! I would've thought that someone with enough guts to walk into my domain and challenge me would at least be able to block!" He shouted. I sneered and pulled out the orb, which was lowing with power.

"Meet the Orb of Atlantis!" I yelled. Erebus smirked.

"There you go, use some of your little demigod toys!" He shouted while that odd eye of his gleaming with malice. I summoned some water with it and willed it too form a whip while I used the orb in dagger form. He struck at me and I rolled to the side, lashing my whip out and catching him by surprise. He fell backwards and rolled to keep himself standing. Erebus sent a wave of shadowy goo at me and I blocked it with a wall of water. When the wall came down I felt a searing pain in my face. I saw that Erebus' sword had grazed my cheek. He swung again and I jumped onto his sword and kicked his wrist, disarming him. He smiled and threw another wave of shadows at me, which knocked me over. The primordial god picked up his sword and walked towards me, knocking the orb from my hand. He raised his sword and prepared to strike.

"Wait!"

Percy's PoV

Now we were hectic. We had no plan, Clayton was gone, and the darkness was close! On the bright side (oh, the beautiful irony), the darkness was stopping. Not closing the distance at all. It still wasn't enough because we were running out of supplies. Alpha and Erica couldn't make enough food for all of us without running out of energy and passing out. It was a dark day for us (pun intended). Then Alpha decided to use his powers to see where Clayton was. We all gathered around as an image formed of Clayton fighting a large man with an odd eye. We watched him fight with an odd dagger and a whip of water and ultimately end up on the ground. The man raised his sword to end Clayton's life when Erica shouted.

"Wait!" Erebus looked around and Clayton used this extra moment to swipe the primordial god's legs out from under him. Clayton got up and stabbed Erebus in the heart with his dagger and cheered. I saw the darkness outside retreating.

"We did it! We're finally free!" Erica shouted. Clayton walked towards a Shadow Weaver who was cowering in the corner.

"Where are the Fates?" Clayton asked. The Shadow Weaver pointed down a hallway and Clayton started walking. He arrived at a large door and opened it to see… oh my gods, no!

I am so evil, what shall happen next? Only I know so suck on that scientists! Until next time review, favorite, follow, whatever! ~ AssassinOfNepune