So I had this chapter almost done then my computer decides to freeze up and delete everything I had just worked on. All of my PJO chapters, the new book I was starting, and all of my outlines/ ideas gone. Poof! I am so glad I email myself stuff to save them or I think I would have just died from depression. But since this chapter wasn't done there was no email to save my butt. So here's round two.

I'm stuck and need some time to brainstorm. This chapter is for my fan DaughterofViolanceandAthena.(Her username is something like that) She requested this POV. Here we go.

Chapter 6

Percy POV

It was a never ending dream. I couldn't wake up from it like usual. I was stuck in that comma I knew I wouldn't escape. The dream was in a dark room; it almost always was. Suits of medieval armor lined the walls spread apart by about ten feet. I stood in some sort of dungeon and a man sat leaning against the stone wall. Then I saw glowing celestial bronze chains that kept him there. The cell door didn't even close; the hinges were bent diagonally so the door hung uselessly.

The man laughed and a sinister grin appeared on his face, "I knew you'd be visiting me soon."

"Who are you?"

"Asclepius, god of healing and medicines, at your service." he said boldly.

"I thought Apollo was the god of healing?" I said regretting every word of it. The ache of the poison suddenly surged through me. I collapsed to the floor.

"Always in daddy's shadow, aren't I?" he fumed. Each time he raised his voice the ache began to burn. "All big three halfbloods are just the same, arrogant and annoying!"

It was not an ache it was pain. Pain that felt like my cells were on fire. My Achilles heel would not stop it. I curled around myself. But I would not scream; he would not get the satisfaction.

"Stop it!" Thalia's voice boomed through the echoing halls.

And it did. I took shaky ragged breaths and tried to keep my hands from trembling.

Thalia rushed to my side and knelt down, "How do you always do that?"

"Do what?" I said through gritted teeth.

"Piss gods off."

I laughed and winced, "It's a natural talent."

She didn't look good. Grey bags sagged under her shocking blue eyes. Her face was so pale and sweat collected on her forehead. Not that I looked any better.

She helped me to my feet but I leaned heavily on her shoulders.

"Gods, he has anger issues." I muttered.

I cursed as the pain spiked and I almost fell again. Thals caught me.

"I heard that, demigod." he growled.

I wanted to say he just proved my point but Thalia elbowed me. She knew me a little too well.

"It was you!" she said.

"Yes. It was me. I'm the one who poisoned you three. Whoop de do. What are you going to do about it? Kill me? I'm a god. Throw me in a dungeon? Zeus beat you to it."

Thalia squirmed uncomfortably.

"Wait," I said, "Three? Who else is sick?"

"Hades' boy. What's his name? Bingo?"

"Nico." Thalia growled. She has a soft spot for him considering he is Bianca di Angelo's younger brother. We both do even if I've had a rocky relationship with him.

"That's it." he snapped his fingers and Nico appeared.

He did a three sixty of the room and looked really confused.

"What happened? I was at the fireworks and... Oh gods, this is a dream. And we are in commas dying. But then who are you?" he glanced at Asclepius but didn't slow down, "Woah, what's wrong with you, Percy? Where are we? How-"

"Shut up!" Asclepius yelled and Nico crumpled to the floor. His face contorted in pain.

"STOP!" Thalia and I yelled in unison. I felt for riptide in my pocket. It wasn't there. I scowled.

The god smirked, "You won't find your pen, it's still in your real pocket back at your camp."

Thalia went to help Nico as I leaned against one of the walls.

"It doesn't matter." I said confidently, "Our friends will find a cure."

He laughed, "A cure? You don't get it then. They are coming here to get my help. I have the cure."

Nico scowled recovering quickly, "He's going to make a deal. His release for our cure."

"You're smarter than most give you credit for Mr. di Angelo."

"But why us?" Thalia growled.

"I couldn't have the big three children having dreams about this. After all you are the only three who have dreams this vivid."

"So we're just your pawns." I said bitterly.

"Exactly. And since you are in a comma you can't tell a soul about my little plan."

"Maybe." I mumbled automatically thinking of Grover. I could tell him.

Asclepius glared at me suspiciously. Oh gods he heard me. "Maybe what, godling?"

"Maybe they will stop you." the lie rolled off my tongue. But it wasn't enough.

"Who can you contact?" the god asked.

Nico and Thalia's eyes widened. They both knew about my empathy link.

"I can't contact anyone. Like you said." I tried to persuade him.

"Lies. Who can you contact?" he said calmly and was starring me down.

"No one. I-" The poison hit me. I staggered and tried to fight it. Just ignore it. I told myself. I was leaning heavily against the wall. But it became more intense than before. It felt like he was burning me from the inside out. My legs gave out.

"Who can you contact?!" he yelled at me.

My back arched. I shook violently. Red colors and stars were flashing under my eyelids. I wanted to pass out, to let the dark consume me. Just to escape from the pain but how can you go unconcious when you're already in a dream.

"You're killing him!" it was Nico.

"He won't die." the god argued and pressed on. A cry ripped from my throat. So much for no screaming.

Please Nico. I thought desperately though I knew I wasn't dying. Yes technically he was killing me but he was killing all three of us. We were that sick,

"I am the son of Hades and I know when someone is dying! Now stop!" the room began to shake. Even in a dream Nico was persuasive.

The pain did not end. Not completely. Just lessened.

Asclepious stood; his chains rattling as he walked towards me.

Something in Thalia snapped. Her blue eyes flared with rage, "I swear on the River of Styx if you hurt him any more I'll-"

"Thalia, no!" I hissed preventing her from making a mistake. My voice cracked. And I winced.

"He's right, daughter of Zeus. You should let him be."

No, don't taunt her. I thought. That will just make her even angrier. CRACK! Lightning struck the healing god and for a minute I felt relief.

The god smirked and stood gold ichor dripped from his shoulder where the lightning hit. "That was a mistake Ms. Grace."

"I'm not afraid of you." she stood her ground.

"I know you're not afraid of pain but you are protective of your family. Your cousin will wish you hadn't done that." he was toiling with her emotions.

Her eyes widened.

I can't describe the explosion of agony that happened right then. It roared in my ears and even though I couldn't hear it I knew I was screaming. Nothing but pain and agony. I didn't know how much more of it I could take. It was almost worse than my dip in the Styx but there would be no escaping it.

Then it began to go numb. Still there and just as agonizing. It wasn't fading, I was. And that was when it actually truly stopped. I thought I was dead but when the roar in my ears faded I heard Asclepius' voice.

"Take them to the open cells and keep them in there."

Thalia and Nico were already being held by four knights and a fifth one came towards me. I had no strength or energy to stand, let alone fight. I ached all over and groaned when the knight began to pick me up.

"Not him." Asclepius said. And the knight dropped me at least three feet and I hit the floor hard. The air swept from my lungs and I began coughing. I spit out a clump of blood.

Thalia squirmed in the knights grip, "If you even touch him again I'll-"

"Take them away." He interrupted and then my friends were dragged from the room. You could hear Thalia cursing in ancient Greek all the way.

The god smirked and stood right next to me as I tried to fight the ongoing pain.

He bent down and whispered in my ear, "I will only ask once more, son of Poseidon. Who can you contact?"

Even if I was going to tell him I don't think I had the voice to.

That's when I a felt the dull humming in my head. Grover was asleep. It was time to go. My empathy link was saving my butt this time.

I coughed again, "You'll have to wait a little longer."

The god growled and swiped his hand towards my face but my dream shifted.

I breathed heavily. Grover would be here any minute. Nico and Thals were still stuck in that dungeon. I pushed myself to my feet. The room spun in circles. I leaned on the wall for support. I needed to look strong for Grover.

But I felt my energy fading quickly; contacting Grover was making me even more tired.

Then he appeared in the room. But he was facing the wrong direction. "Finally!" I said, "You would think that a satyr would need to sleep some time."

"Percy!" he gave me a huge hug which pulled me off of the wall. I chuckled but it was hoarse from screaming, "Oh gods, you're still sick."

"Yeah. It's like Hades." I grumbled thinking of Asclepius. My body still ached.

"Perce, we're doing the best we can. I just wish-"

"I know. I know. You're on a quest to that healer god. But we don't have much time." I said groggily, "I'm not strong enough to contact you long. I need to tell you that-" I felt the burning in my chest. I started coughing. "Asclepius, he's- not-" I said between coughs. The burning was spreading.

I felt my legs about buckle again. Grover grabbed my arm and helped me stand. I stopped coughing and sighed.

"It's okay man just relax." He said.

I took a deep breath, "Don't trust the kn-" the burning was suffocating in my lungs. I couldn't stop coughing. Blood came up in my mouth. I spit it out, "I can't. He-" I coughed once and shook my head, "won't let me tell you."

Images of Asclepius' dungeon flashed before my eyes. He was pulling me back.

"We'll get you out of this, Percy. I swear on the styx." Grover said. I nodded drowsily. The room fading and Asclepius' dungeon becoming more vivid.

I was forced back. I groaned a little when the aches hit me like a wave. I lade on my side. I was too weak to protect myself from Asclepius.

"You dare contact that satyr!" Asclepius kicked my gut. It bounced off my skin harmlessly. "He's coming here with those girls!" He noticed that I didn't even flinch. He kicked me in the chest. Again his foot bounced off. At least I was getting a break from the burning. "What are their names. That Annie girl and Phoely?"

I smirked at his version of Annabeth and Phoebe.

But then he hit the small of my back. My Achilles spot. It felt like he stabbed me with a dagger and was twisting it. A broken scream cracked from me.

I couldn't move. It was like I was paralyzed. I knew if he hit it again that I was going to die. My breath was low and short.

Asclepius was taken aback by my reaction. "Knights place him with the others."

They carried me to the locked cell where Nico and Thalia were and threw me in. I winced as I hit the floor. I was still shaking.

"Percy?" Thalia said and carefully touched my shoulder. I was trying to get control of myself. I nodded slowly.

Nico let out a breath I didn't know he was holding. "Gods, don't ever do that again. Perce, you almost died. I heard the roar in my ears like when Bianca..." he took a shaky breath, "I don't know what I'de do without you."

I began to sit up slowly. Every part of me ached.

"What happened?" Thalia asked.

I took a deep breath and let it out carefully. "I tried to contact Grover. And I did but-" I put my hand to my head trying to remember exactly what happened. "Asclepius stopped me from telling him. And pulled me back to his dungeon."

"We could hear your scream from here, Percy. Nico almost passed out. What did he do?" Thals asked worried.

I shook my head. I couldn't tell them.

But Nico knew, "He hit his Achilles spot."

Thalia looked horrified.

"It sucked." I leaned my head against the wall. "I don't think he knew what to do with me after that. So he put me with you guys."

I was definitely going to be bruised there. I would need to keep it covered for the next couple months. If I last that long. I thought grimly.

"How long has it been since you both left?"

"Almost two hours I think." Nico said.

I shuddered. It hadn't seemed that long. But dreams always feel shorter than they are. Who knows how long we've actually been unconcious.

It's up to you now Grover. I thought. It was out of our hands and I was not strong enough to contact him again.

"We need to fight this until they get here. Maybe they will see us when they come here and-"

"They won't." Nico interrupted, "We technically aren't even here and Asclepius isn't hurting our dream forms. That's impossible. We are just feeling what he does to our real bodies back at camp. And since we are in commas, we are stuck dreaming until they figure something out."

"When did you become the dream expert?" Thalia asked.

He glared at her.

I grinned. Maybe being sick wouldn't be as bad after all.

Okay it was kind of a darker chapter but you needed to know Asclepius is the big bad boogy man. I know I repeated the dream with Grover but I hope things are starting to make sense. Time wise about three days have passed since Annabeth got the prophecy. I know I'm rushing things a little but I don't know how long this book is going to be. Thanks for reviews and follows.

Fan question- When did you first start reading Percy Jackson? I read the lightning thief in fifth grade and fell in love with the series. I'm going to be a freshman now and I've probably read the books three times each four or five for my favorites. (lightning thief and battle of the labyrinth)