Sup guts, so lets just get straight to the point. I was informed that the setting of this story was very confusing and I can understand that considering the way I write, but let me just summarize everything that's been given so far in the story.

First off, there are two countries, Avalon which Poseidon rule and Valhalla, which is ruled by Zeus. The Capital of Avalon is Athens and the Capital of Valhalla is Olympia (which is where the story is taking place, and also NOT Olympus).

Golden knights are Zeus's personal guards then there's Silver knights, which is a special division granted the power of lightning; Thalia is a captain of the Silver knights. There's also the Crusadest (spelled the wrong way on purpose), which I haven't explained yet, BUT they're important enough to have Poseidon's personal appearance, they are involved with Avalon.

So I hope that cleared a few things up, if I were to tell the history of the Titans that'd pretty much giving out the plot of the story, so you'll have to wait on that one.

Fright not, I've just completed an action concentrated chapter not too far ahead!

Missing Pieces

The break of dawn brought more than songs of birds and gleams of dew. A young lord wakes from his slumber, feeling stuffed and aching. His arms sprawl out around his head, feeling for the cool breeze. An annoying sensation touched his face; it wasn't itch, but a hard poke. One eye fluttered open as he glanced the blurry room.

Next to him was a particularly vibrant set of colors that soon formed into solid shape.

"Luke?" Percy called out, far weaker than he had anticipated. "Whas going on?" His voice slurred with tinkles that ran up his jaw.

"You're finally awake." Luke ignored Percy's question. "I've been waiting for awhile now. Such a stubborn sleeper." He huffed, crossing his arms and smiled with satisfaction, from what Percy didn't know, but his left cheek did feel oddly numb.

"You could have just shook me awake." Percy commented. "Not that you haven't before."

"True." Luke said, his smile never leaving his lips. "But you were so cute."

Percy glared at that, he hated- well more annoyed with the term "cute", it made him feel like a kid being complemented by distant relatives, too bad that happened very, very often.

"I would suggest you get some more rest, but..." He trailed off, turning his attention away from Percy and to the window on the other side of the bed.

"Hm?" Percy prompt after taking a quick glance at the window.

"... Poseidon wants you up and ready for an information evaluation of last nights events." Luke said, his words had gaps in between them as if he was choosing his words carefully.

"Last night..." Percy pondered, like a child thinking over his mistakes before being chastised. "I was..." Then it hit him like a nightmare come true. "I was engaged." His voice sounded terrified and panicked. "Then Thalia ran away- is she fine?" He looked onto Luke for answers to this very confusing problem.

"Uh, yeah the Princess is safe and sound. It was her backyard after all, Perce. You're the one who got lost in that maze." Luke's voice turned hard. "What did I tell you about that place?"

Percy winced; somehow he knew that was coming.

"I told you to steer clear, you're under my supervision, what would Poseidon do if you were eaten by some monster plant?" Luke's voice morphed into a terrified one, holding his left hand over his mouth. "He isn't known as the Tremor or Terror for no reason..."

Percy laughed at Luke's rant, not quite sure if he was being serious or not. He hung his head and thought over the fuzzy night, what was he missing, something to do with Thalia. Well more or less a girl, and shaking.

A pierce of bitterness chewed at his head, forcing it into his hands for support. The sudden action alarmed Luke, but he was familiar with Percy's small breakout. Luke took a step closer and touched Percy's back.

"Are you okay?" He whispered, knowing that loud noises hurt Percy.

The young Lord tightened his grip on his loose bangs, feeling the wave of pain recede. Unlike normal headaches these don't throb, they were ongoing like a vibration. Sometimes stretching on and on, eventually growing faint and dissipating.

"I'll call for some pain relievers." Luke made for the door, but was stopped by a grunt.

"I-I'm fine," Percy wheezed. "It'll end soon." As he said the pain began to melt away. Immediately his head jerked to the right, facing the window. He wanted some sunlight to burn away the foul air about him.

"Why not, we are in a hospital after all." Luke raised an eyebrow.

Finally Percy came the realization, the white walls and clean gray tables, an odor of plastic and medicine. Then all at once everything came to him, he was in the woods, in that wrecked courtyard with a girl that was not Thalia.

"That girl!" Percy breathed in surprised that he had forgotten. "W-Where is she? Is she alright?" Luke's eyes darkened like they do when he was about to present a bad lie, which wasn't often.

"She's fine, technically." Luke avoided eye contact.

"What does that mean?"

"She'll not injured, but she's not in the best shape."

"Just come out and tell me." Percy pleaded, he had saved that girl last night and he felt as if it was his responsibility to take care of her.

"She's in lockdown awaiting judicial invitation." Luke eyed Percy; he opened his mouth but already knew the answer. "What happened last night? We assumed that she was apart of you being missing and therefore places her under lockdown immediately."

Percy shook his head furiously. "No, no, no. She didn't do anything, if I remembered correct I found her unconscious." Luke waved for him to continue. "I don't know why, but she was falling and I caught her."

"What do you mean? What led up to that?" Luke pushed for more, more that Percy couldn't provide.

"I'm not sure what happened, it was all blurry, I remembered wondering into the courtyard and finding her," Percy shook his head, hoping it would cast the fuzziness away and set the puzzle together. "it was really dark, maybe she fell off of one of those arches?"

"Well, for now I need you to gather yourself together, Poseidon wants us to meet him in the royal library." Luke patted Percy's shoulder and ushered him to rise. With shaking leg Percy did so, feeling like he had ran a marathon the day before. Thankfully dressing in a more casual outfit. A loose, creamy blue tunic, and black jeans, though the jeans took effort to put on, pulling every muscle in his legs in the process.

"Great, talking to father would certainly clear some of this mess up." Percy sighed with relief.

"Let's not forget that young Lord is engaged now." Luke said with a sly smile. Percy blushed, smacking his backhand on Luke's chest. "Of course I know this had nothing to do with anything!"

"Now, now, Percy, let's not strain your body, or else we'll never be able to plea for her innocence." Percy piped down, mumbling to himself. Luke checked Percy out of the hospital, opening the door to a teaming crowd of reporters and civilians, all shouting questions that Percy couldn't make out. Ignore them. Luke had instructed Percy many a times and he did so, bowing his head and making no contact with the buzzing Pen and Paper.

A carriage pulled up, forcing the crows to disperse. Percy crawled on and the ride pulled along.

They pulled into the royal castle, where the guards parted, Luke led Percy through the large, elegantly complex hallways of the castle, the high ceilings that could have reach the clouds and magnificent paintings framed in gold: Heracles, Jason, Tantalus, and so many other sons of Zeus. They climbed the stairs to the second level and entered into the casket of books and studies, though very few, if not, none were in there. In the back of the library were more rooms, for private studies.

Luke stopped at the third door and knocked.

"Who comes?" Percy heard his father's voice from the other side, tired, maybe even worn.

"Luke Castellan, your Majesty." Luke answered. "I have the young Master with me."

"Right, right. Come in." The door unlock, Luke eased it open and stepped inside with Percy right behind.

The room was cluttered with books and scrolls, a large map lay covering the brown table, two overlapping circle of dried coffee on the edges. Many documents were post in the air with two feathered pens floating and scribing down the unspoken words.

"Percy!" Poseidon set his book on the large map, which Percy noticed was of Avalon, the wide stretch of meadows and mountains, valleys and uncharted seas. All of which are under the rule of Poseidon. "I was worried sick, when they found you, it was more than two hours after the banquet!" Poseidon cupped Percy's head in his large hand.

"The nobles thought the newly engaged had sneaked off to do their business." Luke slipped in with a wink. Poseidon seemed a little ticked by the thought.

"You certainly did not!" Poseidon's hold tightened. Percy waved his hand over his face.

"Of course!" He said blushing. Poseidon raised an eyebrow. "Of course not!" He added.

"Good, engagement means no such thing as to bed one another." Percy groaned as Poseidon gave him "the talk" or at least as close to it as Poseidon could get. "... and breaking tradition is break family bond and cursing future kinsmen." Poseidon finished off.

"I assure you I have yet to do any such things." How could he? All his life he was either under the strict supervision of his mother or Luke or the other ten thousand maids that served the house ever hour of the day and night… Maybe he just answered his own question.

"Now on to more vital subjects." Percy could feel the tension Poseidon casted off. "Tell me exactly what happened last night." He nodded to Luke.

"I'll make a written report." Luke said as he took up a quill and a blank scroll, waiting for Percy to begin.

"Uh, after the ceremony was over I left early and found myself in Lord Zeus's garden, where Lady Thalia was also at. She ran off and I tried to chase her, but lost the path in the forest. After a blur of time I started to feel weak and stumbled upon the courtyard, where-"

"-Lord Perseus, in the daze of fatigue, noticed a young girl falling from the shades of darkness, most likely off of the ruin, he then mustered all his remaining strength to catch the girl before passing out." Luke finished, rolling the scroll up again. He gave a bow before returning to his position next to Percy.

"Well," Poseidon scratched his chin. "Young Perseus is quite intent on releasing the girl."

Zeus stared into the reflective marble floor, in deep debate. His finger twirled around the ball at the end of his armrest.

"I'm afraid not." Zeus said finally. Percy felt his heart tighten. "Not during this sensitive time. We must count this as an attempted kidnaping. Not to mention entering prohibited areas."

"W-Wait." Percy spoke up, freezing under Zeus's gaze. He swallowed hard and continued. "But I it's an attempted kidnaping wouldn't that give the idea that, that the bond between Avalon and Valhalla is weakening?"

Zeus's glare deepened. "If it is so, then we have caught the culprit, whereas if we release her then a rumor that an attempted kidnaping was a failure and the culprit was released without punishment." He paused only to deepen Percy's the feeling of dread. "Wouldn't that seem, suspicious?" It was true that Zeus was the most fearsome king not only because of his power.

"I was there, I can plea for her innocence." Luke put a hand on Percy's shoulder trying to draw the tempered boy back. "I know that-"

"You were at that temple?" Zeus raised an eyebrow; a sudden chill crawled up Percy's back. "When your body was found, it wasn't in a temple, it was deep in the forest, beside a slope of dirt."

Percy shook his head. "No, that couldn't be true."

"Go on and question the attendants and search guards if that'll please you." Zeus leaned back into his purple throne. "Further proof that you were drugged."

Percy lowered his head and shut his eyes. That can't be, it must have been a mistake. Mistake? On whose part?

"I had not wanted to bring this up, in fear that it might deject young Perseus, however the fact is that this girl carried with her a dagger." The throne room entered an eerie silence.

"That can't be." Percy whispered to himself, he knew that last night was a blur, like a dream, but how could that be? It felt so real; the moment when he had caught her. Maybe a part of his memory was missing, had he tried to carry her back up that steep hill and bumped his head?

"And when were you going to inform me of this crucial detail?" Poseidon raised his voice.

"Once the young Prince has departed." Zeus turned to Poseidon, waving his hand as if to tell Poseidon to calm down. "I wanted to keep this as a kidnaping in order to calm the ruckus, hopefully Perseus might never had to know. These events can very well traumatize mortals."

Poseidon quieted down. However his words seethed with rage. "I demand this fiend be beheaded."

"In due time," Zeus said with reassurance. "We mustn't rush this, in order to keep the peace."

"No, that can't be." Percy breathed. Luke squeezed Percy's shoulder for comfort.

"Don't worry," Luke whispered into Percy's ear. "I will never allow this to happen again."

"If all curiosity have been satisfied," Zeus boomed. "I hereby declare the culprit, guilty, sentenced for life!"

How was that? Anyway, I'm really into this story, the fighting's going to be a bit different, not so freestyle. I think this story is a very secretive story, or hint-giving story. Because I unintentionally dropped many hints to many plot twist in up coming chapters!

By the way, if you've noticed how crappy my author's notes are (grammar and spelling wise) take into consideration that that's the whole chapter pre-edited. Pleace.