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Chapter 4: Suspicious Dreams

Darkness. There was nothing visible in the area in front of him. He had a hard time telling what the area was, but he knew that it was small, and that there was only one occupant in the space. The occupant had obviously been stuck inside the area for a long time because the whole place stunk of body odor. There was also another, more prominent smell in the place. He couldn't figure out what the smell was, but he knew it should be familiar, like the smell was there every day of his life and all he had to do was name it. He couldn't, though, it was like his brain would not let him understand. Almost like he just wouldn't allow himself to acknowledge the presence of the smell, like it was too horrible to try.

The occupant in the corner of the room suddenly made themselves known by moving. He thought that the figure was male because the figure had short black hair with a gray streak going through the side and a muscled body. The figure also seemed familiar, like he should be able to know what the rest of the figure looked like, but just like the unknown odor, his brain could not match the outline of the figure with a memory.

Then, the figure looked up and he stared into their face. The figure looked like they had something to say, but before they could, the darkness vanished...

Percy Jackson woke up with a start. This was the third time that he's had that dream since coming home from Camp Half-Blood two months ago. Honestly, the dream scared him. Why did he keep having it? What was it supposed to signify? Lastly, why could he never place the unknowns in his dream? Percy knew they were important and that the answer would be quite obvious.

Percy decided to just shake it off as he got up and prepared to get ready for school. Normally, he wouldn't just ignore something like this, but Percy was tired. High school could really take its' toll on you sometimes, like right now, so Percy left his apartment without really thinking much about the dream. He didn't think the dream would come true anytime soon. If he had, maybe the following events leading to his ultimate life or death situation would turn out to be in his favor. This is Percy Jackson, though, so practically nothing would turn out as he wanted.

-Line Break or Random Kronos Moment-

The final stage had been set, and Kronos- now inside the body of Luke Castellan- smiled gleefully. His final pawn was placed on the chess board and their plan would start today. His ungrateful children would be dead soon. He found it oddly amusing how easy it was to trick the mortals. Of course they would be easy to convince; Kronos had been doing this for years. Yet there was something about the simplicity of it all that never ceased to amaze Kronos.

The mortals turned into nothing more than pitiful animals, killing everything that seemed to threaten their existence. Kronos couldn't help but compare them to his youngest son, Zeus. Zeus had been one of his main factors in convincing demigods to join his cause. Zeus was so easily threatened sometimes, Kronos could confidently bet that if a hive of bees threatened Zeus, the god wouldn't have thought twice about blasting them into oblivion with his master bolt.

The mortals weren't much better, but Kronos didn't really have the right to judge them. Kronos prided himself in his ability to point out his flaws, and so he would freely admit he was like these pitiful creatures before. He did eat his children because he felt paranoid, after all.

Kronos did like to think of himself as past that phase, though. He was done with being paranoid about those around him. It had led to his downfall the first time, things would change this time. Kronos didn't want to feel betrayed anyways. What better way then to make sure only the titans were on the earth? The mortals were only there to make sure he had less demigods to worry about. He had ensured that they would start to hunt down every single half-blood in existence.

In turn, Kronos would take the ones that were confused, the ones who held no love for the gods, and use them to build up his power. The more demigods he had, the stronger his army and he himself would be. There was no way that this could backfire, or at least in the titans head there wasn't. For the time being, it would stay that way.

-Line Break-

As Percy Jackson walked into Goode High School, he couldn't help but feel like something was going to go horribly wrong. Percy tried to shake it off, but the feeling refused to leave. He was reduced to keeping a watchful eye on his surroundings. Maybe he would get attacked by a monster, if he was lucky, it would be an easy kill.

While Percy went through the front door and walked out to the main courtyard to get to his locker, he realized two things were different. First, there was a little tent set up in the middle of the main courtyard. Second, all the students seemed to be herded into lines as they entered the tent one-by-one. He couldn't see where they exited from the tent, which confused him. Percy had no idea what was going on, there wasn't any announcements about this. What had happened?

He was sent to stand in one of the growing lines after looking at the tent with a faraway look for about a minute. As Percy waited in line, he felt that feeling from before intensify. It steadily grew bigger and bigger as he began to reach the front of the tent. By the time he was next, Percy was already considering just leaving the line. Maybe he could turn around and walk out, schools couldn't make you wait in lines, right?

Percy was just about to go through with his escape plan when the tent flap opened and he was pulled inside. The demigod's heart was beating overtime as he was placed in a seat across from a man wearing standard camouflage while a doctor's coat over the strange attire.

"Are you aware of the new blood problem that was announced?" the doctor asked, hurriedly.

Percy just shook his head no. What bug is the guy talking about? Percy didn't remember anyone getting sick in school. If it was serious, wouldn't there be noticeable absences?

The doctor sighed at his response and instead chose to look over Percy, checking for signs of the sickness. Percy sat there, not knowing what to do. Finally the doctor pulled out a little device with a clear glass panel over the top. He started to press a little button on the side of the device as he hovered it over Percy. Almost immediately, the device started to beep over Percy's heart. The glass panel turned a bright green and started to flash repeatedly.

Percy began to freak out, wondering what was going on. The doctor had gone wide-eyed and pressed another button on a table next to the man. He then proceeded to pull out a rather large needle as a car seemed to come out of nowhere and stop in front of the tent flap.

The doctor aimed the large needle at Percy's arm, just above the crease of his elbow. The doctor seemed to be asking for Percy's permission to inject the needle, but Percy didn't understand what was going on. As a result, Percy just nodded and felt a piercing pain where the needle was injected and started to see black.

The last thing Percy remembered seeing was the face of some paramedics as they lifted him into the car. He tried to ask what was going on, but slipped into unconsciousness as he struggled to speak.

A/N: And the long awaited (in more ways than one) chapter has finally arrived! School just ended on Wednesday, so I shall now hopefully have more free time. Yay!