Clarisse stood near the barrier into camp half blood or what's left of it, just a mere two weeks had passed since Luke Castellion had come back to camp only to plunge a poisoned dagger into Thalia's tree then disappear again. She and many other campers had been assigned to patrol duty to be sure that the monsters don't have the chance to attack.

Clarisse heard the sound of a motorcycle coming down the road. 'This could only one of two things, it's either my father deciding to visit or a monster ready to attack, either way I'll be ready.' thought the girl as she readied her spear and shield then stood tall.

Over the hill came a Harley Davidson chopper. The body was ink black while the visible parts were bone white, there was a skull on the front who's eye sockets were used as head lights, bones lined either side of it, and fire was roaring out of the exhaust. The rider got off and the bike sunk into the ground. He was 6'4 in a black T-shirt, black jeans, black combat boots, a black leather jacket, and a bike helmet that looked like a snarling skull with hair made of fire.

Despite her fear she stood tall and determined like the warrior she was born to be. "Don't move or I'll run you through! Tell me who or what you are and what you're doing here!"

The man chuckled. "Relax Clarisse, it's me Percy, I'm… just… using… the… mist."

The demigod looked over to Thalia's tree with a critical eye which allowed him to notice a small cut in the trunk that leaked a greenish yellow pus. "What happened to the tree?"

The guy took off the helmet and it turned into shadows that then merged with his own. Clarisse gasped at the sight, he looked like what she had imagined Percy would look like when he was older. (17 or 18 to be specific) He had short raven black hair with streaks of red, slightly pale but not sickly skin, lean and compact muscles, sea green eyes, and his face was devoid of any baby fat. 'Holy Hera! He looks to have been sculpted by the gods!'

The girl shook her head to clear it of such thoughts. 'What are you doing?! This is an illusion of the mist and besides he's the prince of war while you're the princess of war, he's practically your brother!' thought the girl.

Percy's illusion fell showing a thirteen year old version of the older Percy with less muscle and a bit of baby fat. 'Oh gods! He's still hot!' thought the girl.

The male demigod walked over to Thalia's tree and laid his hand on the bark. "I see, so Luke's once again at fault for these things."

Percy leaned his head on the bark with his eyes closed. 'Don't worry cousin I'll find a way to save your soul and the camp.'

With that he walks past Clarisse who returned to her post.

Percy moved over to the big house where he found Chiron talking with both Annabeth and Grover and he spoke up. "Chiron."

The centaur turned to him with a warm smile. "Ah Percy, I'm glad to see you are back."

The young and very powerful demigod smiled slightly then returned to business. "I must see the Oracle for a quest."

This surprised Chiron. "Already, didn't you literally just get here?"

Percy nodded. "Yes but you know just as well as I that the traitor used a fast acting poison that can destroy the tree if we don't hurry up."

Before Chiron could say anything Annabeth was in Percy's face. "HOW DARE YOU CALL LUKE A TRAITOR WHEN HE TREATED YOU LIKE A BROTHER FROM THE MOMENT YOU STEPPED FOOT IN CAMP HALF BLOOD!"

The male demigod looked at the daughter of Athena angrily. "Do you think I want to see him as a traitor? Do you think I want him to be on the side of Kronos? Do you even for a second believe that I want any of this shit?! I gave up EVERYTHING for the chance to grow strong enough to stop this and bring him back so he can be snapped out of this manipulation! I've been in Tartarus for the last eight months fighting for my life and training so I'd be strong enough to protect the demigods in this camp! And what do you do as soon as you see me?! YOU SCREAM IN MY FACE!"

Percy's anger rises and his aura (midnight black with red swirling around right now) becomes visible. "Annabeth Chase, daughter of Athena, and head of Athena cabin, you're here by ordered to keep your distance unless you wish to feel my wrath."

As Percy spoke (multiple echoed voice) a feeling of death and blood lust washed over the girl. Annabeth shook a little before she ran off.

When he calmed down Percy looked to Chiron. "So, can I go see the Oracle?"

The immortal hero trainer nodded and allowed the boy to pass by him. When he was out of earshot Chiron spoke to Grover. "Grover… remind me to never piss him off."

The satyr nodded. "Duly noted sir."

(With Percy)

Percy moved through the big house and up a set of stairs until he reached the attic where they kept the corpse of Delphi, the last Oracle (he'd been able to get Hades to release the curse but on the condition that only the person destined to be the next Oracle took in the power willingly and he said that Percy would know when he saw them) and bowed to her on one knee and head bowed to where he was looking directly at the floor/roof. "Lady Delphi, I humbly request your guidance in how to save my cousin Thalia's tree and the rest of camp half blood."

A dark green mist rolled out of her mouth and eye sockets before changing into a perfect imitation of the Olympian gods.

The first to talk was 'Ares' as 'he' looked at me with dead eyes.

"You shall sail a ship with warriors of bone."

The next to speak was 'Hephaestus' as he tinkered with some new gadget he'd created.

"You shall find what you seek and make it your own."

The third was 'Poseidon' as he fiddled with his trident.

"But despair for your life entombed within stone."

And finally 'Zeus' spoke as he polished his master bolt.

"This journey you must take across the world alone."

As the mist returned to Delphi he bowed one more time. "Thank you lady Delphi, your guidance is most appreciated."

As soon as he came out of the big house Grover spoke to him. "Did you get a prophecy? Who's going with you?"

Percy smiled slightly. "Relax buddy, yes I got a prophecy and no one is going with me, lady Delphis prophecy specifically said I'd take this journey alone."

This got Grover to worry even more. "What are you going to do then?! How are you going to finish the quest?!"

This made the boy laugh. "Relax G-man, I have it all under control. As a matter of fact I'll just need to get a few things done before I leave."

With that he faded into the shadows.

(Percy's P.O.V)

I saw faint silhouettes as I Shadow traveled across the camp when I appeared in front of the Hephaestus cabin I went around back to their forge only to come face to chest with the head of the cabin Beckendorf.

I stepped back a bit and looked him over. He was was just a bit taller than the average 13 year old with dark tanned skin, slightly long dreadlocks, chocolate brown hair, light amounts of muscle from his time training and in the forge, calluses on his hands from working, and a scar from his right ear to his chin from a hellhound that came close to tearing his face off. Beckendorf was wearing a long sleeve white fireproof shirt under a blacksmith apron, thick fireproof black pants, and heavy black work boots with a pair of fireproof gloves on his hands. All in all he was an impressive sight to behold.

"Do you need something?" I was taken aback by the decidingly masculine voice and had to shake the thoughts from my mind.

I smiled and nodded. "Yes, I'm Percy Jackson and a few months back your father had named me 'friend of the hammer' and I was assured that someone from your cabin would explain it to me."

Beckendorf nodded before sticking his hand out to which I shook it. "Yes of course, the concept is actually quite simple, me and all of my siblings are now to be your closest allies, you need something made we'll make it, you want to learn how to smith something we'll teach you, you need materials we'll supply them, you need an ally on the battlefield we're there and all you have to do is be there for us as well."

I nodded, it was simple enough and I had already planned to watch everyone in camps back anyway. "Agreeable, I need some things made for me while I'm still in camp before I go on my quest."

The son of Hephaestus nodded. "And what's that?"

I handed him a list of weapons I needed and the materials I need used. "These are the weapons I will need done as soon as possible."

Beckendorf looked the list over then nodded again. "We have all of the materials right here in our storage room, do you want any of these weapons to have any specific abilities?"

I shrugged. "Surprise me." With that I shadow traveled again but this time into a clearing in the middle of the forest. Once there I summoned 40 undead warriors. 10 had swords, 10 had spears and shields, 10 had bows, and 10 had axes.

I looked around at all of them before speaking. "Training session number 478, advanced battle training, handicap is to use the enemies weapons and no powers. Training start."

The first to charge me was a spear-man who attempted to run me through but I side stepped, grabbed the spear shaft with my left hand before spartan kicking the undead warrior away.

As soon as I had the spear I had to jump back to avoid an arrow then stab another warrior through the skull, and trip another before stabbing this one in the chest.

I was forced to release the spear to side step a sword aimed at his back before I did a 90 turn and donkey kicked the swordsman away.

I saw the sword as it began to fall and snatched it from the air, just in time to as I had to spin out of the way of another sword strike before I quickly decapitated the warrior.

(Clarisse P.O.V)

I had just finished my patrol so I took my spear and shield combo, two bottles of water, and a towel then left for the forest. I'd found the perfect place to train in peace the other day and now I get to actually use it.

I'd been so busy with my thoughts I almost didn't hear the sounds of a training session already going on in the clearing.

When I got close I watched from the sidelines. It was Percy verses a large group of father's undead warriors. The boy was like a force of nature and I could tell he wasn't using any of his powers right now. 'Amazing'

(Percy's P.O.V)

I cut straight through the warriors as I thought about the last ten months. The first thought was on my father's explanation on what's happened to me.

(Flashback: normal POV)

Percy stood within the underworld with Hades, Persephone, and his father Poseidon who spoke to him. "My son, now that you have mostly ichor running through your veins you're partially immortal. What this means is that age, disease, and poison have no effect on you. You'll age until you reach your prime 25 or 26 then you'll stop growing older and you'll only die if you're killed in battle."

(Flashback end: Percy's POV)

Next I thought of my first time going through Tartarus.

(Flashback: normal POV)

Percy had been training for months (which was only a couple days in the mortal world) in his new abilities from shadow travel to Shadow binding to skeleton summoning to hellhound taming/summoning to weapon control etc.

Each day he'd ask when he'd see actual battle again and everyday Hades had told him to be patient and now here he was in Tartarus with nothing but the clothes on his back and the uncapped Riptide in his hands.

Hades stood right behind him. "Alright Percy, your job is to survive and get from here to the doors of death then back without any assistance from others, good luck."

(Flashback end: Percy's POV)

I involuntarily shuddered at the memory.

AN: hello guys and gals I hope you have enjoyed this chapter as much as I enjoyed writing it.Do any of you want to see a certain weapon used if so please tell me and I'll try to set it up for the story.As always MCL homies