By the time your reading this I will be back home! Looking forward to having wifi that you don't need to go out for! This chapt is from Connor and Luke's POV. Yep Luke! I still cant believe that the one chapt I wrote when I was bored has turned into a whole new world, I have a good feel breaking ending planed now! This is kind of a fill in chapt, I thought you might wanna know about Luke's story and how he ended up a Chaos's personal torturer. Plus I need unlimited wifi to look up some stuff for the next chapt.

Connor's POV:

I see her piercing blue eyes staring up unmoving like Annabeth's blue ones. I see he blond curls spread out like she had fallen backwards. Her lips are open like she is trying to say something, one hand is in a fist. I try a wake myself up, I don't want to see this again, but my mind is having none of it. Michael Yew is stood next to me. "There was nothing we could do." There is nothing I can do to get me out of this dream. "The poison was too strong." This is poisoning my mind. "Im sorry." You would be if you had to see this every time you went to sleep.

Then I am awake, led out on the camp bed Leo found me, Travis is on the other side of the room looking out of the window. I get up and walk other to him.
"Bad dreams too huh?" He says when he notices I am awake
"Yeh same as always." I sigh
"How long now?"
"Two months ish,"
"Jeez that must really piss you off."
"Your telling me. What about you?"
"Camp was on fire and the only person who survived was Clarisse and she blamed everything on me."
"Why does that not surprise me?!" I smile
"You wouldn't be laughing if she had just speared you, about a hundred times."
"I am not laughing! Why do you think Percy wanted us here?"
"Dunno, must of been important."
"Yeh really important, he disappeared before we even arrived!"
"Well duty calls."
The sea is getting worse, the waves slash against the side of the boat. A few reach it to the window we are stood by. The sky looks thundery as well, the clouds a deep shade of bluey grey. The moon in the middle of the sky, the clouds spiral inwards to it, almost like a tornado. Not a single star is showing. I could of sworn I saw silhouette flying towards us, but when I look again - it is gone. Travis looks at me.
"Come on spit it out."
"What?" I ask, puzzled by what he means.
"Jeez Connor you have been staring out a window for like ten minutes and you haven't answered my question."
"What question?"
He puts his palm to his face, "Well somebody has been away with the fairies. I asked - What do you think of Katie?"
"Ummm..." I have to be careful what I say as Katie told me that she was going to ask Travis out to the July 4th fireworks. "Shes okay I guess."
"Thats helpful - NOT!"
We both laugh, it feels good to laugh along with my brother, we haven't laughed properly since we left camp. Thinking about camp makes me think of Kayla. Knowing her she would be 'sulking' eg not going to archery practice. I've got to stop doing that. If I'm going to die then I want good memories of her.

Luke's POV:
My life flashes before my eyes, then my last moments... I feel the knife enter my mortal point...I feel the life fading from my eyes... Stood having my life judged... Nothing is fair... I should be a hero... I stopped Kronos ... But no I am sent to The Field of Asphodel... Standing ... Forever... I cannot let that happen... I act weak... But I am strong... I pull my arms free... I fight back... It feels good to fight against my retainers... But not for long... The palace ... My fait... In the lord of the dead's hands... Dread is a bolder upon my chest... "You tried to free yourself, now you will never be free as long as the gates are standing." ... Nico... His death would set me free... Hunger...selfish ... I don't care...
The images are slower... Twisted metal ... Light... Piercing blue light as she is forced into a cage... Only a small child... But time is nothing here...Then they speed up... I watch her grow up... Poseidon visits... He doesn't recognise me... Her power stretches ... Some guards afraid of tending to cage incase their minds are broken as she bids for freedom... Chaos whats to destroy her power... Make her scared to use it... Nobody wants to be the destroyer... I am pushed forward... "Break her mind, do anything to keep her from realising her true potential"... Use this he says handing me a cup of the poison I used on Thalia's tree... "It will not kill her"... "But it will produce power hallucinations." ... Her eyes cloud over... Her scream breaks the forever silence... "Cecilia" ... whatever that means ... Tears stream down her face... White knuckles ...her finger nails digging into her palm... The look of hatred ... My laugh... Seeing her punished puts a smile on my face... Her punishment is worse than mine...

My eyes sting, I can feel the blood pumping in my ears, anger. I broke her and she dares use the thing I was ridding her of. They have gone, I am not surprised. But I know where they have gone. I will get my revenge, my freedom.