Thank you to all those that have been faving and following this story. I'm surprised by the amount of support this story has gotten so far considering it's one of my only original ones.

Anyway, since people seem a little bit confused, I decided to do a chapter from Percy's Point of View. It's more insight into his character. If anything, it might just confuse people more…

Percy was ticked off. It had been less than two days since he had joined the Marines and he was calling already. The man was getting on his last nerves. He had only affirmed that he was in the right place less than two hours, yet he seemed to know already. Did he have a spy on him?

He decided not to answer the call, preferring to wait it out for the results. Percy knew this probably wasn't the safest route to take, considering what happened last time. At the thought of last time, Percy's face darkened, turning into a deep scowl of irritation.

Two days. That's how long he had been in the Marines. And in those two days, he was already calling and his superior, Captain Chase, was already beginning to suspect him of something. Was he losing touch already? No matter the problem, he still had to step up his game.

Yet, the call left an unnerving feeling behind. He had to have been watching Percy via someone. There was no way that he could have known so quickly. The thought made Percy shudder at the horrors that awaited him lest he fail.

Another failure on his part was his composure. He had let his mask down in front of Annabeth, allowing her, for a brief second, to have a glimpse of his fear. The panic had immediately registered on his face.

Annabeth Chase was a perceptive one; he had known that from the start. The boxing bout, the interrogation, it was like she was trying to track him down. She was onto something, and she was adamant enough to see it through. She was also not afraid to tell him exactly what she was suspicious about.

Percy had to admit that he admired the girl; most girls didn't have the guts to pursue anything this far. Annabeth Chase was another obstacle to worry about, just another task in addition to the one he was already assigned to.

If he got out of this mission unscathed, he was going to give his benefactor a piece of his mind. It was nearly impossible to approach his target without arousing more questions with respect to his purpose.

But if the boxing match had proved one thing, it was that he could defeat anyone. Annabeth Chase had thought she had won, but no, he had let her win. Why exactly? It was a sign of weakness that others saw him, but he was giving them a chance to underestimate him.

After all, he couldn't show them just how good he was at his profession. As a human, he needed to show some weakness, but for a man like him, shortcomings were hard to come by. While it was a true that he slipped on occasion, overall, he was generally more qualified than assumed.

Percy wasn't modest. That much could be said, but his biggest issue was his loyalty. It wasn't as though his benefactor had him tied to this mission, but Percy too had some personal connections. This loyalty was what grounded him, making him unwavering.

He reached into his wallet. After taking a long glance at it, he opened it with trembling hands, staring at the semi-crumpled picture of the red haired young woman. Gently brushing over the image with his thumb, Percy felt the tears beginning to form around his yes. Using the same finger, he wiped them away quickly before anyone saw.

The sight of the picture resolved his will further. He needed to finish his task, and he had to finish it quickly… for her, for Rachel.

Percy was interrupted by the sound of the men leaving the training facility as they all rushed eagerly to the showers, their loud footsteps clattering through the hallways of the locker rooms. Percy was relieved that he was outside the barrage of sweaty men, the fresh air a nice reprieve from the rest.

It surprised him Annabeth hadn't followed him out considering she had upbraided him for having his phone. Now that she mentioned it, how did the security let him pass with a phone? Things were beginning to slack around here. But, he had more reason to be careful. Now that Annabeth knew he had a phone, it would be easy to track and trace anything from his messages to his phone calls.

She hadn't confiscated it on the spot for only one reason. She could tap the cellphone signal as easy as anything with the technology. Annabeth didn't need wiring. All calls in and out of the facility were being monitored. Percy was doubtful about messages, but he didn't want to risk it just yet.

Looking at his watch, he roughly estimated he had about five minutes before Annabeth could have reached the broadcasting office, asking to track down his radio frequency. Five minutes to make his plea as quickly as possible.

Percy's hands shook as he punched in the numbers on his touch screen. He tapped his foot impatiently as the phone began to ring. An irate voice answered on the other side, "Jackson, what the hell do you want now?"

Percy growled into the receiver in a low tone, "Di Angelo, get the bastard on the phone now!"

Yes, it was a short chapter, so don't get mad. The compromise for more updates in a quicker span of time is shorter chapters. I hope this chapter cleared some things up. No, I still haven't said who the caller was, but it is not Nico. And to those who suggested Rachel and Thalia, no.

As a rule of thumb, I don't swear in real life, so if the swearing does seem out of place, my bad. But they do have the phrase, "Swear like a sailor."

I don't know how many of you have heard of The Percy Jackson 2013 Awards being run by HAWTgeek, but everett2 brought it to my attention that I was nominated for Fastest Updater. So, if you want to vote for that, I wouldn't be opposed to it (just a friendly hint).

Make sure to leave a review on your opinion of the chapter, fave, or follow.

~TJ

Also, I'm changing my username to Mr. Invincible. I got over the whole anime phase, so L Lawliet 1979 is outdated. Invincible is no random choice. It's what my name means, so let's go with that.