Hey, "slut-f*ck." So, you say you can write better than me, huh? I find that quite amusing, considering I found 6 errors in a 2 sentence review. But then again, you ARE just a 8 year old kid who's trying to act "badass." Show me that you can write better than me. Create an account, post a story, and then notify me.

OH GODS GUYS! PERCY JACKSON AND KANE CHRONICLES CROSSOVER IN SERPENT SHADOW PAPERBACK! I'm buying it, enough said.

XXVIII

Percy

He felt that warm sensation that he was all too used to be now. Blood. Blood from his own chest wound, and from Annabeth's, who had lost conscious after excess blood loss from an arrow wound.

They were in a cave, hiding from a pack of hellhounds. Surprisingly, it was harder for monsters to find them down here. Maybe it was because their smell was harder to identify. Maybe it was Gaea saving them for the "sacrifice." Or maybe they were just to flimsy to eat. Percy hoped it wasn't the 3rd one.

Either way, Percy himself was struggling to say conscious. Everything was hazy, and the steady drip-drop of the water from the ceiling (Percy couldn't control it, though) lulled him.

He was so tired, so worn out, both mentally and physically.

Perseus Jackson, Hero of Olympus, he thought bitterly. He was really going to give it to the gods if they made it back up.

Suddenly, another wave of exhaustion slammed into him. Before he knew it, Percy's eyes were closed.

When he woke up, the first thing he realized was that Annabeth was still with him. That was odd. They several times they had both fallen asleep, Percy either awoke to him being in some different place or Annabeth missing.

Either way, they had to move before something caught their scent again.

Annabeth was awake, and although she was still clutching a hand to her wound, she looked like she could walk all right.

They left without a word, though Percy suspected they were both thinking about how unfair fate had to be.

And that was why he almost missed them.

An old lady was knitting a Godzilla sized sweater stopped and looked Percy in the eye, and had her piercing black pupil not glared into Percy's soul, he never would've seen her. Slowly and deliberately, she held up 2 strings, both a dark color (It was too far away to see clearly) and snipped them dramatically. Even from half a mile away, the sound resonated through the depths of Tartarus.

Percy stopped momentarily in shock. He blinked, and when he looked again, they were gone.

It could have been his mind playing tricks, but Percy had a good feeling that they were real. "Annabeth," he whispered. "I saw them."

She looked up grimly and asked, "Who?"

"The Fates. They snipped 2 strings."

Annabeth shook her head weakly. "We already know that. Not much of a surprise."

It was no sooner she said that, when someone shouted, "Hello?" In the distance. Percy frowned.

After a couple more seconds, the same voice sounded, "I know someone's here! Helloooo?"

Annabeth frowned. "I think we should go see who it is."

Percy and Annabeth walked/limped over towards the voice. They walked for a couple of minutes. Then, the voice came into view. Over a small hill, a man was strapped to a pinwheel, about 2 heads taller than Percy. The person on it was spinning around it, and he was moving too fast to make out features.

"Heeeelp!" The guy cried as he went for another round. Percy stepped in and put his foot on a pedal near the machine, and the wheel came to a half. He didn't cut the guy's bonds, though in case he was trouble.

"Who are you?" Percy asked.

The guy, who had brown eyes and sandy hair like Luke, "humphed" and said, "If you can remove these infernal shackles, I might even tell you."

"Not until," Annabeth warned.

"Well, you may have heard of me, Your Royal Awesome Highness. Back then, I was known as.." The guy paused for effect, "King Ixion!"

Percy stared at him blankly. "Who? And why are you spinning on a wheel?"

"Well, I was the king of the Lapith! Glorious kingdom, she was!" Ixion attempted to do one of those epic-and-dramatic-stare-off-into-the-distance sort of things. Problem was, he was strapped to a wheel and was facing the ground, so staring at hard-packed dirt didn't have the same effect.

"And why are you on the wheel?" Percy asked again.

"Ha! Ask the stupid marriage goddess, Hera!" He exclaimed.

Annabeth winced. "Yeah, sure… but you see, in case you haven't noticed, we're in Tartarus, so that might be a little bit of a problem."

Ixion frowned. "We are?"

"Yeah," Percy resisted the urge to snort.

"Oh… Ur, how long has it been?" the king asked.

Percy looked at Annabeth expectantly, who scowled at him and said, "2000, maybe 3000 years."

"2000 years and Hera still doesn't admit she's wrong…" Ixion muttered.

"Wrong about what?"

"You see," Ixion started. Percy tried not to throw up as he realized he was about to start an entire story, the whole shmeer. "I was once a proud king," he said. "Even the gods were humbled by me. One day, I was at a party on Olympus and Hera… ah, she got a bit drunk on nectar. And we went into a corner and ah… you know."

Percy felt a wave of nausea. "Oh gods," he said. "You mean, you had se-um, you uh… made love with the goddess of marriage?"

Annabeth imitated barfing.

"She was the one who made me! Female rape!" He cried and struggled against the bonds holding him against the wheel.

"So what do you want?" Percy asked.

"Get me off this cursed wheel, damn you!" Ixion shouted and kept struggling.

"Not unless you give me something in return."

"What do you want?" said a certain person strapped on a wheel who had done it with Hera.

Percy thought for a moment. "Help," he said. "Help getting us out of this place."

Annabeth groaned in annoyance and slapped Percy's head. Percy gave her his Seaweed Brain smile and ducked another punch.

"I supposed I could try something…" Ixion mused. "But first, I've got a friend you might want to meet."

Percy frowned as a deep hum began sounding behind him. He turned around and yelped, jumping to the side just as a black Mercedes exploded into existence and ran right past him. Annabeth dived in the other direction and the car drove off the small hill, smashing into the wheel.

The car crumpled, and the wheel didn't even move, as if saying, "That all you got?"

As Percy picked himself from the ground, the door opened, and someone stepped out. It was a woman, average height. But she was different. Her hair looked like tree roots, constantly shifting and her eyes were pure black. Her whole body seemed to be made of rock or dirt.

"Gaea," Percy hissed. He was really getting pissed at this dirt lady.

Gaea casually fanned her face and exclaimed, "My, my, its freezing in here, isn't it?" She asked.

It was about 80 degrees down in Tartarus, unless Percy had suddenly developed a resistance to cold in the days they had been down here.

Percy couldn't resist and blurted, "Nope."

"Either way, you and your excuse of a girlfriend are getting slightly… on my nerves," the earth goddess said. Percy gulped. That couldn't mean anything good.

Annabeth sighed to his right. "If you're going to give us the whole 'join me or I'll blast you to bits' speech, just skip to the second part."

Gaea's eyes flashed with anger and a pebble flew towards Annabeth, who casually sidestepped it.

Then a gigantic rock came out of the ground, and Percy heard Annabeth mutterer, "Oh, gods."

"Run," Percy said. They instantly took off, the rock, which was twice the size of Zeus's Fist, flying overhead and smashing into the ground, sending shrapnel everywhere. Annabeth tore to the left with Percy hot on her heels.

For about 10 seconds, Percy thought that they would be able to get away. Then he felt something smash into his head, and everything went black.

Ok, first, I barely got any questions last chapter, so submit more before I answer.

!***THIS IS IMPORTANT***! I'm going on a 3 week vacation, guys, so expect maybe one update this entire month. Sorry, but blame my parents for dragging me across the world!

Quote of the chapter- I'm so gangster, I carry a squirt gun.

Entertainment of the chapter- Texas Chainsaw

Song of the chapter- Demons by Imagine Dragons.

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