Literally put this together in just a few minutes, but please enjoy! I threw in my favorite joke of all time from Percy Jackson, so I hope you guys have a good laugh!

Disclaimer: I do not own Percy Jackson

"What in the Hades?" I asked completely bewildered. Ahead of me, Jason took on Octavion, crushing him to the ground with a gust of wind.

To the right, Leo went off screaming, "Fire!" and "Team Leo!" and what made my heart melt most of all was the cry, "For Percy!" So not everyone knows that I'm back, I realized. We still had a bit of an edge on Queen Dirt face.

"Percy," Annabeth pointed worriedly. To our left, more monsters came rushing in, all with new and improved weapons.

"Oh gods," I said in awe. "Annabeth, call me crazy, but I think this is beautiful. Never in my entire life have I seen a hellhound dressed up in a hawaiian skirt."

"Oh shut up seaweed brain," Annabeth said, "that's no hawaiian skirt."

I had just enough time to think, huh? Before a gigantic pinecone fell on my face. Call me crazy, but I'm telling you, it was a pinecone.

"Percy!" I heard someone shout my name, rather angrily, but my head hurt too much to have dwell on that and have a big reaction.

A girl with spiky black hair and punk clothes came stopping towards us, "We all thought you were dead!" she sucker punched me to the gut, and I fell down wheezing.

"You're going to have to do a lot more damage than that to take me down, Thalia," I breathed. Suddenly, I realized that Thalia, little miss Pinecone face, had been the one to throw the pinecone at my head. Funny how ironic that worked out.

"Um, it's good to see you too, Pinecone face," I smiled, "I was dead, but now I'm a hunter just like you." She looked at me kind of shocked which I found a little amusing. "Surprise!" I shouted.

"How in the gods are you a hunter, Percy Jackson?" Thalia asked me.

This time Annabeth beat me to it, "Thalia, we don't have much time! The hawaiian skirt is burning up!" Okay, not the answer I would have given, but I'll take it. However, as puzzled as I must have looked, all I had to do was glance over my shoulder in the direction of the new army, and I saw the hellhound's little tutu burst into flames, charging right in our direction.

"Oh gods," I whispered. "Thalia, I think we have a dam problem."

"Shut up Percy," she said, but not without laughing for a good few seconds before the flames were upon us.

"Um Percy?" Annabeth began.

"Yeah wise girl?" I asked, "Any ideas?"

"Just one," she said, "Do you think you could manage making a hurricane again and stop these wildfires?"

Realizing what Annabeth was saying before she finished, I summoned the water particles in the air to obey my will and gave a shout. They answered my call and I was in the middle of the largest hurricane Long Island has ever seen. "Already on it, Annabeth!" I called to her.

Oh gods, I haven't felt this much energy since the Battle of Manhattan when I was invincible, except for the small of my back, my Achilles heel. But, other than that, I was pure gold.

Right now, that energy seemed to refill me, eager to burst out after escaping in the river of Camp Jupiter.

I surged through the army of firing hawaiian skirts, and extinguished them all. When that terrifying task was complete, I winked at Annabeth and surged on, still with my adrenalin rolling, thanks to my ADHD.

As I was drowning more empusa, thankfully not Kelli, the ground began to rumble. I was floating in midair, so I was not affected from this new earthquake, but I saw demigods and monsters alike being swallowed whole into the earth. One thought crossed my mind, one name, and it was Gaea.

The Gaea that always got what she wanted appeared, but not this time, I thought. I've died and come back, and have literally been to Tartarus. "Hey!" I shouted, "Queen Dirt Face!"

A struggling voice responded to my calls like the owner of the voice hadn't spoken in thousands of years which, of course, it hadn't

"Ah, Percy Jackson," she said, "I thank you for spilling your magical blood on the earth, you have done a great and wonderful service for me. For that, I am grateful."

I heard murmurs fly around the camp. My demigod friends with gleeful and hopeful voices with the appearance of their hero, but it was all drowned out in the voice of Gaea.

What had she meant by the great deed? Why would she be grateful and not threaten me? I know that spilling my blood must be it, but a nagging voice in the back of my head told me that there was more.

"Oh, don't get hope dear Percy Jackson. This battle is still helpless. You and your friends will still lose in the end." Her laughter echoed through the camp, sending chills down my spine.

"Not on my watch!" I yelled, "Greeks! Let's go, um, fight some stuff!" and with that, I charged forward, straight at Gaea.

Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Annabeth run after me, warning me she would kill me if I died on her again. And everyone thought she was the smart one, but I couldn't die on her again, I knew that. And she wouldn't die on me either.

"Don't worry wise girl!" I shouted, "I am never leaving you again."

I saw her smile and I dropped my hurricane, grabbed her warm hand, so full of life, and met up with Leo and Jason at the foot of Half Blood Hill.

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