Hey guys! I'm back. Don't worry. For those who like the story and were sad with the first ending, I'm going to end it the way Allen and I wanted it. Woohoo! Also, I'm on spring break so I should be able to have one more update for this week. I am, however, recovering from having my wisdom teeth out, so there's that. Please send reviews! I read each and every one and they make me feel happy inside. :) I'm also sorry my chapters are getting shorter, I'll try and fix that in later chapters.

Disclaimer: Don't own PJO. Never have, never will.

Percy POV

The next morning, I IMed Chaos. He was not pleased to hear from me.

"Percy! What the-" he yelled as he tumbled out of his bed.

Maybe I should also mention that I called him at 6 in the morning, but the whole drawing thing with Rebekah really freaked me out and I needed answers.

"Sorry, but I need your help with something."

Chaos grumbled and got out of bed slowly. "I'm going to call you back. The connection is awful!" He swiped his hand through the mist and the connection was cut. A moment later, a smoke screen appeared and hardened, Chaos' face popping up.

He was now sitting at his mahogany desk with his hands steepled and his chin resting on them. "So Percy. What did you need from me? You know, considering you woke me up at like 6 in the morning."

A rummaged around in a pile near my bed and pulled out the crumble image if the monster. "Rebekah drew this last night. Do you know what it is?"

A hand reached through the mist and snatched up the paper. Chaos examined it carefully. "Hmm, well. Rebekah is certainly talented. Nice shading and do I detect some caramel apples?" He sniffed the paper and frowned. "Nope, must be my assistant making an early morning snack. Man do I lo-"

"Focus sir." I interrupted.

"Sorry. This is nothing like I've seen before, and I know a lot. Did anything unusual happen when Rebekah was drawing this? Windows opening and closing, a raven perching on the windowsill? Ravens are terrible omens and they are just so gloomy and pessimistic!"

"No, nothing like that." I thought long and hard. Wait a second. "Wait, I do remember her going into this trance like state. Her eyes were unfocused and she would respond to either Annabeth or I."

Chaos tapped a finger to his lips. "Hmm, any thrashing or weird red glow? Those are some signs of a normal possession."

I nodded. "That's what Annabeth thought, but Rebekah was totally out of it. Oh, and after she finished with the drawing, she passed out."

Chaos frowned. "Strange. Well, I'll definitely look into this." He leaned off- smoke screen and yelled to his assistant. "Melody!" He turned back to me and smiled. "Don't worry. We'll find out whatever this this turns out to be." He glanced downwards. "Man this thing is creepy. It's like its eyes are boring into my soul." He forced a laugh and waved goodbye, the mist leaving as soon as he did so.

I leaned back and sighed with relief. Thanks the gods! That was one less thing I had to worry about. I checked the time and found it was almost 8. I jumped out of bed, hastily threw on some clothes, and jumped down the stairs.

"Hey Percy." Jessie said. "How's it going?"

"Not bad. You?"

He shrugged. "As good. As I can be during war time." He grabbed a box of cereal and left the kitchen with a muttered "Bye."

When he left, I sidled up to Annabeth and encircled her waist with my arms. "Good morning."

"Hi Seaweed Brain. What's up?"

"I told Chaos about Rebekah's picture. He said he'd look into it."

I felt her smile against me. "Oh, that's a relief."

"Yep, and now we can have more time together."

She sighed and turned around to face me. "Actually, Perce? I have some bad news."

I looked at her with concern. "What's wrong? Did Henry mess up your blueprints again?"

She shook her head. "My mom is forcing me to come to Olympus to help with battle strategies."

I breathed a sigh of relief. "Well that's okay. You can still come back here each night right?"

"No, unfortunately. I'm sorry Percy, but mom wants me there 24/7 until this whole Loki thing is over."

"What? But she's the goddess of Battle Strategy! Can't she do it alone?"

Annabeth sighed. "Most likely, but I can't refuse my mom."

"I know you can't." I kissed her forehead. "When so you have to leave?"

She checked her watch. "In about ten minutes."

I released her. "Ten minutes!" I screeched. "Why are you telling me this now?"

"Sorry Perce. I only found about 20 minutes ago."

"Not nice Annabeth." I pouted. "Thanks for the huge warning."

"Sorry!" She checked her watch again and gasped. "Oh my gods! I only have 5 minutes to pack everything of importance." She kissed my cheek and rushed out of the room.

I sat down heavily on a nearby stool and groaned. Could life be any crueler?