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I understood that some people didn't understand the last bit last chapter there, but hopefully you would once you read this. It's on the some paragraph down there, I'm sure.

I'm going to make this a little more longer 'cause, oh I dunno, I feel like cheating you, and I feel bad about that.

THE CHAPTER SHALT COMMENCE!

Chapter 4

"Great. That really made me feel so much better."

"What did they say?"

"Only one of them could kill me. If they strike me at the right spot, that is."

"What right spot? Achilles heel?"

"Nah, had enough of that."

Kaemon just shrugged and shouldered his bag. He turned to his right to see his three companions waiting for them. He made a 'wait' gesture and turned back to Omega, who have just slung his bag on his shoulder, fingering the emblem in his necklace lovingly and delicately. He rolled his eyes and snapped his fingers below his nose. The leader snapped out of his somewhat trance and glared at him, in which he received a cheeky grin.

The assassin picked up his staff that was leaning on his wall, and strapped it to his back. He beckoned his leader who let go of the necklace and was checking his pockets, to come, and they left the chamber, or perhaps the pit.

The Titan General was grumbling angrily, complaining about the huge weight on his shoulders when all of a sudden, he noticed the shadows around him move to a particular spot. He scowled at this.

Brats, he thought. It would be smarter if they would free him from his burden. He was annoyed that the brats coming here do not realize that. Heck, even the Masters don't, of whom he thought would be smarter that the dumb half-bloods.

Speaking of the devil, and they shall appear. Damn stupid half-bloods. A tall man in a black cloak came out of the shadows, followed by four more in the same black cloaks. When the titan came in their line of sight, they smirked, unlike the titan who scowled at them. The tall man who came out first feigned surprise.

Atlas became more pissed off at this. He could tell that they went there just to do that.

"Oops."

-*Two Days Ago*-

TWANG!

Annabeth Chase, daughter of Athena, architect and heroine of Olympus, *titles* blah blah blah, let the arrow fly. It hit a few centimeters east from the center of the target. She stared at it a few moments, and then at her hands holding the bow, unblinking. She gripped the bow tighter, then loosened, and then she sighed. She was out of practice, she realized.

"Nice shot," someone from behind her praised.

She whipped her head around to see a grinning Michael Yew. She managed a small smile before turning back and shaking her head.

"I obviously need to do better," she claimed, grabbing another arrow from her quiver and notching it. "I'm out of practice."

He snorted. "Out of practice," he repeated mockingly as she pulled on the string, aiming at the target.

"Yeah. Would you look at-" She cut herself off, letting the arrow fly, expecting it to hit a worse spot from a while ago, like a few more centimeters in the other direction. Instead, she got a bull's eye. "That. That's just luck."

The son of Apollo chuckled, walking beside her. He looked at the target, which just gained another bull's eye, splitting the previous arrow in half. He shook his head incredulously. "Whatever Annie."

Not receiving a response, which was quite peculiar, he continued, "Lord Aether wants to talk to you."

After shooting another bull's eye, she turned to him. "What for?"

Michael lowered his gaze hesitantly. "Mission."

Annabeth pursed her lips, and nodded. "Just a sec." She pulled on the bow string and released another arrow-splitting arrow. She put the bow back on the rack and felt her knife on her hip, and then nodded at the archer.

"Let's go."

Annabeth found herself walking with the son of Apollo at the palace hallways, making their way to the living room. She had admired the palace, every detail, every architecture bit there is to say. Lord Aether's palace was, needless to say, beautiful.

Not too long after, as because the living room is not that far to the main palace doors, they had made it to the said room. In the room were three couches all facing a glass coffee table, and in front of them is a fire place. The walls were designed and hung with antique stuff, spoils of war, armor, and various weapons. There were two doors seen in it, both of which Annabeth didn't know where headed to. Behind where she was standing was an archway the shape of a Greek Omega. It goes with the color scheme; they passed through a gold Omega.

Sitting on one of the couches were Lord Aether and Lady Hemera, still in their elegant get-up like the day ago. On the other couch, the one facing the fire place, was a slightly muscular, young man, with long, straight black hair flowing down to his lower back. He had unnerving, white eyes with specks of purple and he was wearing a grey double breasted suit with a yellow tie, matching trousers and black dress shoes.

She noticed that Michael had left her, and the primeval god of the heavens was motioning her to sit down on the unoccupied couch, which she did obediently. She bit her lip and waited, never tearing her gaze from the glass table.

"Annabeth Chase," Hemera began. "I am sure you have heard from the son of Apollo about why you are here."

She nodded in agreement and waited for her to continue. "That is true."

Her eyes widened. "But Lady Hemera..." she trailed off, failing to see the disapproving glance when she mentioned the lady part. "I.. I just got here!"

"Yes, we know. But this needs to be issued shortly; had we been aware that the enemy is making their first move," Aether said to her grimly.

"They would want to destroy everything- Olympus, piece by piece," Hemera continued, "So of course they would start at the camps to kill the gods' beloved children before advancing on their mountain.

"They will send out a small group- a group of four to five people, no less- to infiltrate the camps' borders and destroy them from the inside; slowly and carefully so that it would go by almost unnoticed. Or they could do what they did previously: come in as new campers and gain trusts, then rub it in their enemies'- the gods'- faces that their most powerful heroes belong to the other side. Or in simple words, they accept and are proud of their treason to the gods.

"Or another thing they can do is have a spy in our army- this army. The spy would go with you in this mission to protect the camps, and they would play their roles under your noses.

"My mother and father are not stupid; they are witty and cunning. They can have better people than ours, like that Jackson boy, under their rule," she finished, making Annabeth flinch at the name. "They can find many ways."

"But of course, we have our own," Aether added in, smiling. "You will be trained to perfection. You can pick three people to accompany you on this mission. You will be separated into two equal groups. Two people for each camp. Make sure you balance the groups. Be prepared, Annabeth Chase, you will leave in three days time."

"Three days?" she sputtered. "B-but.. I'll.. I'll still train right? Three days isn't enough!"

"We have already planned that out. This is where he comes in," Hemera answered, gesturing to the long-haired man. He nodded.

"I am Chronos, primeval god of time."

Annabeth blinked at him and gave a small bow. "Lord Chronos."

"Yes," Aether chimed in. "You owe my dear friend here. He will make the time extremely slow for the next two days for you to learn everything you need to. That is a lot of work for him, so you should make the best of you can tomorrow and the day after that."

"Thank you, Lord Chronos."

"You are welcome, dear Annabeth. Now, who shall you pick as your companions in your mission?"

Annabeth held her chin thoughtfully. Some of her old friends are here, so it shouldn't be that hard on picking. She could pick both Silena and Beckendorf, but they would no doubt, not wanted to be separated, because she's going to Camp Half-Blood herself, and they weren't too familiar with the Roman camp. She could, perhaps, bring Abigail with her to her own Greek camp, and two others.

Or- no, decide who to get first. Lee is a healer, Michael is an archer, Beckendorf can repair weapons and Silena- Silena is an average fighter. She still doesn't know what Abigail can do, but she's considering of picking her. Okay, so she'll get.. yes, them.

"I think I'll have Abigail, Lee, and Michael," she decided.

Chronos nodded. "Very well. Now go; inform them. Prepare. Train. Three days, Annabeth Chase."

Annabeth smiled and stood up. She bowed to them and ran out of the palace to tell her friends.

"You didn't actually tell her, Aether."

"Oh, I will. Be patient, my friend."

"To Athena, Aether, Hemera and Chronos."

She sat down on the picnic bench next to Abby.

After a few bites, Abby turned to the daughter of Athena.

"I heard from Michael- you got a mission?"

Annabeth nodded. "Yeah," she confirmed. "I was wondering if you could join me. Would you?"

"I don't know," she replied uncertainly. "What do we have to do?"

"Well.. We would protect the two camps from the dark side, and... Olympus as well, for that matter."

Abby nodded thoughtfully. "When will we leave?"

"Um... I still have to train, but they said; in three days."

She blinked at her friend. "That's a lot of time to train," she claimed sarcastically.

Annabeth sighed. "I know. Would you come? I mean, you've had a lot of training before, right?"

Abby smiled at her. "Yeah, sure. I'll come. Who else would?"

"Actually, I was going to ask Michael and Lee; do you know where they are?"

The daughter of Aether nodded and pointed to a nearby table full of boys of different ages. Annabeth stood and walked up to the table, spotting the two brothers. She told them about the mission and they accepted, excited with the fact that one of them could see some of their old friends.

After dinner, she left for the barracks with Abby. Once in their room, she changed into her PJs and jumped into bed, burying herself within the covers. She let out a sigh and closed her eyes, hoping for once to have a peaceful night's sleep.

Oh, how rotten her luck was.

For another countless time, she found herself in a dark cavern, dimly lit by faint red light. Tartarus. She turned, bracing herself for who she might see today. But it was not one of those nightmares.

She was lucky, after all.

At a good distance from where she was standing were two silhouettes leaning against a wall. Judging from their figures, Annabeth could tell that one was male and the other were female, like a couple. But if ever they were, Annabeth was wondering: why would they choose to date at a dark, hideous place like this? From what she knows- which was a lot- there are many better, and more beautiful places around. Unless… those people were who she thinks they were.

"Happy birthday," greeted the female figure. Her voice was warm and loving, like one particular goddess she knew. But it couldn't be her. It was… someone else.

The male figure sat up straight, leaning away from the wall. Even if Annabeth could not see his face, she was positive that he was smiling. He leaned closer the female figure and closed the gap. Annabeth had to look away when she saw his face. She still couldn't see the face of the female one; but whoever that was, Annabeth swore to find her and kill her.

"Thanks. I did not really expect that you'd know."

The girl chuckled. "I have my ways," she reminded him. "Here, I have a gift for you." She produced a chain necklace. Annabeth was sure about that part, but she didn't get too see whatever was hooked up through it. She shrugged it off. It wasn't important; probably it was just bare or something.

The boy unclasped the ends and slid it past his neck. He clasped it back it examined it. Suddenly, he inhaled sharply. "Oh my," he said disbelievingly. "Gods. This is.. Wow. I mean just… Wow. I like it already. Thanks again." He thanked her and engulfed her in a hug.

She giggled. "There's more," she said, and Annabeth hear the smile in her words. The way they act was like… They have known each other forever. She had to restrain herself from puking. "Tap it twice."

He did, and suddenly, he was housed in black armor with a vambrace on his left arm. Quickly, it turned into a black shield, spiraling around like a pizza. The boy was clearly pleased of the gift, but before Annabeth could take a good look at it, the scene shook and dissolved, like a building crumbling after an earthquake.

And then, another scene popped into view. It was white this time. She was in a white room.

A message, she realized.

She turned, and behind her was a small puddle. She looked into it. At first, all she could see is her reflection, and then the water rippled, changing the picture and becoming a shape of a... man. The man was.. gently caressing something on his neck.

She heard a distant echo; a sound; a voice.

Spot... Achilles heel... Care... Love... Nice... Achilles heel... Symbol... Kill...

An' that's it!

Wait, is that long enough? Sorry...

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