Hey guys!

So, voting as of now is Percabeth: 4 Jasper: 3. VOTE! It ends Thanksgiving night at midnight! A.K.A, Any e-mail I get after I get home Black Friday shopping does not count!

Now, I know I have viewers from other countries and whatnot, so here's how it's going to go: In your review, write the time and date you leave the review. If it's a tie breaker and it's late, it counts. If it's not a tie breaker and it's late, it doesn't count. If there are no tie breakers, we'll do one more day. I'll keep it posted on my profile. If there still isn't a tie breaker, I'll pick. You can vote more than once.

I also noticed that there isn't any everyday Camp Half-blood related stories on here, so I was thinking of doing that as well. There's no voting for this one, just a heads up.

I'm home all Thanksgiving break (Starts Tuesday, ends Sunday) so, you guys will most likely be getting a crapload of chapters. YAY!

So I made a special little bag with all the characters' (In the main plot) names on it so that's how the chapters will be decided (: No rhyme or reason, just probability. There are 16 characters as of now. If I add a new one to the story, their name shall go in. BUT, there are two characters in there that we haven't quite gotten to yet, so they are drawn, they will be omitted. Plus there's a little pouch, after one is drawn, it will go in until I draw another one, then they go back in. 'Tis rule one.

Rule Two: Contradicts with the plot= nope. New one. Sorry:/ And just trust me on this one whenever I say it is. I have a 'grand scheme of things' plot, so I can't mix anything up.

Soo….the magical bag has picked: * drumroll* … Annabeth! But we can't do her yet. Plot contradiction. Soo…Percy is the first one and the second one is…Piper! And since I'm in a good mood the third one is…Reyna!

So, get ready for a nice, long chapter.

Here we go.

Percy:

Percy still felt numb. He couldn't quite grasp the fact that Annabeth was gone. He only thought about her. He didn't really care about the quest anymore. He didn't want to talk to Leila, no matter how many times she tried to start a conversation, and he definitely did not want to go to sleep. The first and last time he tried, he had a bad dream. It was about Annabeth's death and the various ways it could have happened. All of them were different. Monster attacks, Lamia ate her, the guy that Leila described had attacked her, but Percy knew they were all wrong. Annabeth would fight all of those things off. There was no way she couldn't handle one of them.

Annabeth was the strongest person Percy had ever met. She had been training at the camp since she was seven. She fought alongside him in the Titan war. She had even taken a knife for Percy and then fought with the injury the next day. She literally held up the sky when she was thirteen and then after Percy took it for her, went and fought her ex- friend / ex- titan right after.

Emotionally, Annabeth was even stronger. She dealt with a family situation when she was younger than seven that Percy was never really able to understand. She lived with her father, step-mom and half-brothers. Her dad let her step mom discriminate against her because she was different. She was an outsider in her own home. That, Percy guessed, would have had to suck. Half-bloods are always the different ones at school. So, if Annabeth was treated like an outsider everywhere she went, that would have to been pretty rough. So, she ran away when she was seven years old. She met their friend Thalia and Luke in an alleyway and they had banded together to get to Camp Half-blood. On the way, they met Percy's friend Grover who was supposed to escort them to Camp. A fury had been after them. Thalia sacrificed herself for her friends and turned into a tree due to pity from Zeus. Then Luke had started to grow more and more distant and Annabeth was alone again. Then she met Percy, which Percy would have to admit that he didn't think she liked him when they met. She was so analytical and cold. But really she was just scared of getting hurt again. Then, when they were fifteen, Percy met Rachel and was completely oblivious to the fact that Annabeth liked him and then he acted like a jerk to Annabeth because he was just an idiot. Then, they got over that and started to date. And Annabeth started to relax. Percy had never noticed how tense she was before. She had started to unwind and relax and just be happy. She had started to get along with her dad better and that aspect of her life was slowly starting to come together. Then Percy blew it and disappeared and the Giant War had started. That brought on a whole new level of stress than before. Her mom had disowned her, but still sent her on this suicidal quest to find a missing statue by herself in Ancient Greece. She defeated Arachne with her brilliant mind of hers, but then she wound up in Tartarus.

She never caught a break. Ever. At least Percy had until he was twelve to pretend he was a normal kid. She never got that chance. She never got the chance to relax and live. She was always so worried and wrapped up in all the confusing and demanding hysteria that was the Greek world and the emotional roller coaster that was living with her mortal family. At least Percy's mortal family accepted him. Hers never did and Percy got the feeling that they still don't. They just pretend to while waiting to see if they ever will.

Percy started to feel angry. How could her family not like her? She was an amazing person. Percy hoped they would feel bad. And that they would feel angry with themselves. He hoped-

"Percy, you're making the water…freak out," Leila said, struggling to come up with the right words.

"What water? - oh," Percy realized. They were standing in front of a giant waterfall. Percy cocked his head to the side. He had never heard of a waterfall in Tartarus. Especially one like this.
This one was black. And it was silent. Usually they were loud and clear, but this one wasn't. It was weird. Plus, it looked like there was sunlight behind it.

"Are those the doors?" Percy muttered to himself as he did a double take. It didn't seem like they had been walking that long or that far. It probably wasn't even possible.

"Only one way to find out," Leila shrugged. She walked fearlessly through the water. It looked like she didn't get wet.

Leila made Percy suspicious. She was at least twenty five and had a whiskey voice. She reminded him of a nicer version of Gabe. Sure, she was nice enough, but what random woman shows up in Tartarus and offers him help? Was he even in Tartarus? There were maybe two monster attacks and he had only run into two dead people. And they were supposed to be in Elysium or reborn or whatever. Still, Percy didn't wholly trust Leila. There were too many suspicions. So, why was Percy following her? He honestly didn't know. He was too disoriented to think clearly. He just kind of followed her through the maze of darkness. He even gave her his sword to hold for light. Annabeth would have yelled at him for being so clearly. But, Percy would take that any day. Anything than her not saying anything, or worse, not being here.

"Percy, come one!" Leila yelled. Percy heaved a sigh and walked through the waterfall. Well, it's now or never.

Percy was amazed at what he saw. It was just like Camp Half-blood, only it wasn't. The sky was maroon and there were black clouds everywhere. And there was visibly no horizon, everything just kind of mashed together. The grass was a dark, dark green and all the flowers and trees were black. It was like the settings on the camera had changed. The buildings were crumbled. The ruins littered the grounds. Where the cabins were supposed to be, there were just rocks and planks of wood. On top of each pile, there was the object that symbolized that god or goddess. Like for Aphrodite, there was a dove with a wrung neck. The strings on Apollo's lyre were cut. The prongs on Poseidon's trident were bent into distorted shapes.

Percy stumbled onto his knee. What was this? What happened to his home? Gaea hadn't even risen yet! Or had she? How long had Percy been down in Tartarus? Was it because Annabeth died? Now that the Seven were broken up, did that mean there was no way to defeat Gaea? Percy started to feel nauseous. Who did this? Out of the corner of his eye, he could see Leila smiling. Percy drew his sword and leapt to his feet. He pressed the blade to the base of her neck and pushed her up against a column.

"Did you do this?" He snarled. Leila smiled a sardonic smile.

"No. This isn't real. Not yet anyway," Leila purred. Percy's glare hardened.

"You couldn't honestly expect me to be a good guy, could you? I showed up in the middle of Tartarus for Zeus' sake-"

"Did you kill her?" Percy snarled. HE pressed his blade down harder. Leila considered something for a moment. Percy pressed so hard that blood started to come to the surface of her neck.

"Did. You. Kill. Her," Percy said evenly, fighting hard to keep control of his voice.

"I hired someone to." That was it for Percy. He brought his sword up and butted her in the side of the head. She crumpled, but other than that she didn't make a move, which was odd to Percy. Nut he didn't care. He was on a roll. She got up and started to fight back a little bit. She unsheathed her dagger. No, it wasn't her dagger, Percy realized. It was Annabeth's. She took it from her. Percy swung and slashed her arm. Leila didn't even whimper. She just stood there and let the blood from her arm flow.

Something wasn't right. Percy stopped. He dropped his sword, but he didn't care. It would return to him sooner or later. He turned around and walked back through the waterfall that was black as night. Once he was out, he manipulated the water and shot it straight at Leila. He stood there and watched for a long time. She didn't get back up.

Hmm…What's Percy going to do? Is Leila really dead? We'll find out soon. I was going to do more, but I am almost asleep sitting up. So, I will do extra tomorrow (: I'll do a Piper/ Reyna chapter in the morning and then I'll draw for the next one. I drew Piper and Reyna already, but it won't be very good since I'm already half asleep. All right. Vote, vote vote-y vote. Percabeth or Jasper? Hmm… Decisions, decisions.