Disclaimer: Sigh do we have to go through this again? By now you should know I don't own Percy and The Olympians…

[{[A/N: I really don't have anything to say for this A/N ^ ^ So enjoy X3]}]

Warning: YAOI YAOI YAOI SLASH SLASH SLASH!!!

Rated: T currently…

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Luke Dream State Part 2

Luke opened his eyes and breathed in. The bright sun shined in his face and the sweet smell of the ocean filled his nostrils.

The Princess Andromeda, the cruise ship he had taken over, was teeming with monsters and brain dead humans and a variety of weird sights.

Looking back on it now The Princess Andromeda looked like a freak show circus on a 5 star cruise ship.

If a human had seen the ship from up close Luke was pretty sure that the Mist had made it seem a little bit weird (just a little bit.) Not that any human would see it up close, of course! Luke had made sure of that.

Luke winced, 'Was I really that brain washed by Kronos?'

Wiping away his thoughts, Luke looked around and, by remembrance; he walked towards his old compartments on the ship, passing humans and monsters all the way.

The blonde opened the door softly and slowly walked cautiously into the room.

Upon entering Luke looked towards the golden coffin on the right side of his room.

Kronos's coffin (more like sarcophagus) sat there in the corner. Even in his memories the stupid box called out his name to just open it and take a little peek see at what was forming inside it.

But before he could even take a step towards it the door flew open and in walked a sinister looking Luke, followed by a Cyclops (wasn't he Tyger? Or Tyler or Syler? Something like that…), an angry looking Annabeth and was that?

A sad Percy? Luke's heart skipped a bit (he still had a heart? Well you learn something new every day, don't you?) as he saw his newfound crush.

Looking at the sad eyed thirteen year old Percy made Luke's heart clench horribly, but the 20 year old Luke in his memories just kept ranting not even noticing the longing gaze from Percy and the rather hating-you-but-not-wanting-to-but-having-to look he had been getting from Annabeth.

Luke sighed, 'Had Percy felt sad towards me? I must have not noticed at the time…too busy ranting.'

The two huge dimwits (Agrius and Oreius) that had followed Annabeth, Percy, and the Cyclops inside stood dumbly behind them watching Luke (the old one) rant.

Sinister Luke spread his arms open smugly, "Well, a little nicer than Cabin Eleven, huh?" He snickered then ordered rather than said, "Sit."

Luke, now that he didn't have voices invading his thoughts (cough…Kronos?), watched Percy through the whole ordeal.

Percy, the blonde found, was a whirlwind of emotions.

Maybe if Luke had just shut his mouth and watched Percy's emotions he would have seen…that maybe Percy like him…or had liked him…now Luke wasn't so sure.

He meant, Luke had done awful things. Like he should be thrown into Tartarus with Kronos then tortured personally by Hades, his father, and Hephaestus's bulls (y'know the fire ones?) all in an hour as punishment for the awful stuff he had done.

Almost overthrown Olympus, could have started War World III, and almost killed his crush.

Just for the latter should he be sent to Tartarus.

Luke shook his head and began to watch Percy again.

Watching Percy was like watching a Tornado in the middle of Spring. Or a by polar teenage girl PMS-ing….never knew what to expect next.

Sad at first, then disgusted as Luke told the story of Agrius and Orieus (the story with the lady, the bear, and Artemis), angry as Luke explained (and boasted) of what he had done to Thalia's tree, sad again as Annabeth (this is the point where Luke decided he never wanted to see that emotion on Percy's face again) and himself fought.

Surprised when Luke had casually and sneakily mentioned his sixteenth birthday (wince), appalled at the thought of Kronos reforming, and when that was all done Percy shared one last emotion before Luke told them (Agrius and Orieus) to escort them (Percy, Annabeth, and the Cyclops) out.

It looked a lot like…heart break? Are you sure? Luke asked himself…yes, Luke nodded Percy looked heart broken when the old Luke ordered the dimwits to feed them to the Aethiopian drakon.

And before Luke could observe Percy anymore he lost a hold of his memories, which he had been holding on to, and his movie skipped.

Luke cursed, "Di immortales!" he had wanted to follow them but since those parts weren't a part of his memories he knew he couldn't.

The next stop on memory lane wasn't the most pleasant…actually most of his stops on memory lane weren't.

Luke just shook his head and then watched the new memory unfold, Percy had been captured (by Luke, himself) again and was once again on bored The Princess Andromeda.

This was the part where the villain (Luke) and the hero (Percy) fought. Where the hero out smarted the villain and then killed him. Won the war and saved the damsel in distress.

Fortunately (or unfortunately) Luke survived, Percy was rescued and the damsel in distress (in a way you could say it was Chiron) was saved.

And all that was fine. That wasn't the part of the memory that made it so horrible. It was the pain and torture in his dreams that Kronos had given him as punishment (or as Kronos had said at the time a "gift") for failing to (or accomplish) what they wanted.

Failing but accomplishing both in the same time. He had made Thalia come back to life but had failed in giving Kronos his full healing.

The horrid and heart wrenching dreams that would make the strongest men want to die and the largest man eating shark curl up in his coral reef (or wherever sharks lived) shivering.

The dreams would paralyze the bravest hero and make the most feared lion whimper and meow for his mother.

Luke prayed to the gods that his movie wouldn't show the horrible dreams that still haunted him to this day. He stopped for a split second…when was the last time he had prayed to the gods?

Shaking his head the scarred teen realized that these were his memories and if he didn't want to see something in his past he didn't have to.

Breathing a sigh of relieve he slowly let go of his 'mental remote' and fast forwarded a little bit.

Luke looked over to the now 21 year old Luke standing on the deck of The Princess Andromeda with a sneer on his face. His once sandy, blonde hair was now turning into a dull gray and the once bright blue that had used to shine in his eyes was now gone. Luke looked horrible.

The once beautiful ship it had been was now a dull cruiser. Its once white walls were now a dull yellow-ish beige from being out on the waters too long.

The once many dead brained humans that walked on the deck were all gone now and half-bloods that wanted revenge took their places and rooms.

Monsters had doubled ten times more than when Luke had first taken over the ship.

Now they were heading towards San Francisco. Where Mt. Tam was located also hiding the remnants of Mt. Othrys. Where the old Titans used to rule from. [{[A/N: Ah, don't you just love my bad grammar?]}]

Speaking of the old Titans, Luke had covered the basics (or as basic you can get with a boat full of half-bloods and monsters.)

He had bargained with the old sea Titans that ruled the oceans before Poseidon and convinced them to use their old powers to hide The Princess Andromeda from Poseidon's tracking abilities.

He had also told some water harpies [{[A/N: Is there such a thing?]}] to spread rumors throughout the oceans that they were last seen heading towards the Panama Canal.

Luke stared at himself with disgust, 'I look like I haven't had sleep for the past month.' He thought.

The blonde remembered now, just the day before this one he had gotten a message from the incompetent fool Dr. Thorn that the two bloody half-bloods that he was supposedly "babysitting" were being watched by a rather annoying satyr.

'Grover.' Was Luke's immediate thought.

Then Luke seemed to remember vaguely that the next day Dr. Thorn had returned with a unconscious Annabeth on his shoulders.

The sandy haired teen was surprised but not disapproving. For, of course, he had needed Annabeth or one of the heroes from Camp Half-Blood to come "rescue" him if his plan was to work.

The plan. Which was for a hero (Annabeth in this case) to come see him under the weight of the sky and to help him. After that, Artemis would come help the unfortunate poor soul and then get trapped underneath the world next.

Luke shook his head and told his memories to skip ahead a little bit. When the video stopped streaming in front of his eyes he was at the museum.

The General began yelling suddenly and it took Luke a minute to realize that this was the time where he had discovered Percy hiding and spying on their plans.

"What's this?" The General had yelled and Luke watched as his old self hissed (yes, hissed) "It's Percy Jackson! It has to be!"

Luke watched the scene go on before he turned to his old self and heard himself say, "It is fine. Send the Saber."

Luke put his head in his hands and shut his eyes tightly; willing his memories to go further, dig deeper to reveal anymore of his now beloved new crush.

When the cerulean eyed teen opened his eyes again he found himself in the middle of a conversation of Thalia and his former self.

Every time Luke saw himself he stared for a second longer. Lingering on the old scrawny looking boy who had betrayed everyone he had known and loved. His father, Annabeth, Thalia, Chiron…Percy…

Luke shook his head a little and told himself to pay attention to what was happening in this scene of his life.

His old self was currently trying to convince Thalia to join their side. To overthrow the gods that sat so high and mightily on their thrones on Olympus and to leave the pathetic, wanna-be-hero demigods behind.

But, of course, she refused.

Luke watched everything go with wide eyes. Everything at the time had went so fast, even though nothing was on fast forward.

Thalia and himself fighting, Percy holding the sky up, Artemis and her hunter, Zoe, fighting the General, and everything else.

Artemis knocking Atlas back under the weight of the sky, Zoe being thrown back by her father, Atlas, and then suddenly Thalia's spear was at the neck of his former self.

Well him. But not him. You know what he meant!

"Well?" Luke's old, raspy, dried out voice asked.

The blonde stared wide eyed at himself, barely recognizing Annabeth's voice in the background saying, "Don't kill him!"

Thalia growled, "He's a traitor! A traitor!."

Luke's breath hitched as he saw what happened (I mean, hello! He was the one who did the stupid deed in the first place!)

The old scarred teen had made a desperate and stupid last grab for Thalia's spear and like clockwork Thalia, without a hesitation, kicked Luke aside.

Losing balance and toppling off the cliff, Luke fell.

An ear piercing scream could be heard but no one did anything, and it was then that Luke realized that he was the one who had screamed.

And that no one had done anything about it because these were his memories and no one was really here.

Annabeth and Thalia were probably doing something right now like playing capture the flag or hunting animals somewhere.

These were just his memories.

Just memories.

Luke breathed out and white, once again, filled the expanse.

Luke sighed deeply as he thought of a bed.

He sat down on the comfortable spread sheets and leaned back, laying flat out on the bed.

He was in desperate need of sleep and before he knew it his eye lids slipped quietly down over his eyes and black took the place of white.

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I was totally going to add some memories from The Battle of the Labyrinth but thought better of it. Don't worry though just bear with me there will be Luke/Percy stuff in the future. ^ ^ just gotta be patient. Like two more chapter patient, okay? Don't worry you'll get over it and it'll be worth it, too. Wanna know why? Because they'll be some smuttay stuff in there ^ ^ So just be patient with me. ^ ^ I hope you guys enjoyed though. I love ya'll!

~~Rain-Chan~~