Welcome, to the sequel of Of Heroes and Monsters! This fanfic will have some differences to my other fanfics. First of all: This is placed after a fanfic I have yet to make, so some things won't be revealed until I make it. Secondly, the labyrinth will have a massive makeover, because I don't think it was deadly enough in the original series. Thirdly… that's all! Read and enjoy!

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Beta: Dalthale1642

Credit goes to Yusuke Murata, ONE, and Rick Riordan

Chapter 1:

Thalia crossed her arms and sank into her chair, her celestial bronze right arm releasing steam from a vent on the side of her bicep. It had been half a year since the Winter Solstice, and the disappearance of Percy Jackson. And… half a year since she and Bianca started dating.

Everything happened so quickly, leaving her head spinning the whole time. Her arm had gotten shredded during the final battle, but Genos and the Hephaestus kids had built another arm with the help of the Apollo kids, who said it would connect directly to her nervous system or whatever.

When Percy disappeared the gods had shown them footage of Percy's battle, but it was too slow to catch up to Percy, and Percy had gone far beyond the range of the Iris Message. Percy's battle was just… insane. It reached levels of which Garou had never been able to reach. They marked him as MIA.

Rover just stayed at Mount Tamalpais, waiting for Percy to return, while Golden Sperm had disappeared too. The alien ship that crashed at the mountain was taken by Hephaestus for scraps.

And Thalia's relationship with Bianca… well, she liked it. A lot. Bianca was a nice girl. She was cute too. Thalia spent enough time to count each and every freckle across Bianca's face. And–

"Thalia!" Bianca said. "You there?"

At the sound of her name, Thalia looked at the daughter of Hades. "What?"

Bianca cleared her throat. "Chiron's outside the door. He wants to speak with you."

"What is it about?"

Bianca shrugged. "I don't know. Come on, let's go."

Thalia grinned. "Not until I get a kiss~"

Bianca sighed. "Alright. Just one. Then you go."

"Alright." Thalia stood up, and gently tilted Bianca's chin with her metal hand, the daughter of Hades shivering at the touch of cool metal.

A few minutes later, Thalia and Bianca walked out of the Zeus Cabin, greeting Chiron at the door.

"Ah, Thalia," Chiron said. "I was just about to ask what was taking you so long–" the centaur raised an eyebrow at Biana's flushed face "–but it seems that I don't have to. Come, you two. We are heading towards the woods. Grover would want you two there."

"Why?" Thalia asked.

"Because the Council of Cloven Elders is now meeting to decide his fate."

(x)

Thalia and Bianca rode on Chiron's back through the woods, passing by curious nymphs and dryads, and monsters rustling through the bushes, which were stocked in the woods as an extra challenge.

Chiron ducked under a long tunnel of willow trees, past a small waterfall, and into a clearing filled with various wildflowers under a canopy of large oak trees. Sunlight fell through to illuminate three old, fat satyrs who sat on thrones made of rose bushes, and Grover, who stood before them.

Grover shifted nervously as he told a story. Standing off to Grover's side of the clearing were Juniper, his girlfriend; Annabeth, and Clarisse. Clarisse had her arms crossed, looking at Thalia and Bianca for a second before turning back to Grover. Annabeth was comforting Juniper, whose eyes were tinged green from crying.

In the middle of Grover's story, one of the council members interrupted the satyr. "Master Underwood! Do you really expect us to believe this?"

"B-but Silenus! It's the truth!" Grover stammered.

Silenus and the other two fat satyrs conversed quietly, before Silenus cleared his throat. "Master Underwood, For six months now, we have been hearing these ridiculous claims that you have heard Pan, the wild god, speak to you."

"I did!"

"Impudence!" one of the other satyrs said.

Chiron trotted over to the thrones. "Patience, Maron."

"I've had it with this nonsense!" Maron shouted. "As if the wild god would speak to someone like him."

Clarisse and Annabeth held back Juniper. "Wrong fight, girlie," Clarisse said. Thalia was surprised that Clarisse of all people would hold someone back from a fight. She looked at Bianca, who had clenched her fist tightly.

"For six months we have allowed you to travel and keep your searcher's license," SIlenus said. "And we have waited six months for you to bring proof of your preposterous claim. And yet, what do we have after six months?"

"I-I need more time–"

"Nothing!" the last satyr cut in. "You have found nothing!"

"But Leneus–"

Chiron leaned in and muttered something, and the satyrs argued in hushed tones before Silenus sighed. "Master Underwood. We shall give you one more chance," Silenus said.

Grover instantly brightened. "Thank you!"

"One more week"

"What? But that's impossible!"

"One more week," Silenus repeated. "If you cannot prove your claims within one week, then you shall pursue another career. Maybe something to suit your dramatic talents. Puppet theater, perhaps."

"I can't lose my searcher's license. I-I've worked my whole life to–"

Silenus clapped his hands. "This meeting is adjourned! Now let us enjoy our noonday meal."

As nymphs appeared from the trees carrying platters of food, Grover walked to the demigods and Juniper dejectedly.

"That went well, huh?" Grover said.

"No, it went terribly," Thalia responded. Grover sighed.

Juniper rushed over to Grover. "Oh, Grover. They don't know how hard you've tried!"

Clarisse opened her mouth to say something when the conch horn sounded.

"We'd better get back to our cabins," Annabeth started walking away from the woods. "Cabin inspection is about to start soon."

"Oh shit!" Thalia started to run back to her cabin. "I gotta clean up! See you guys later!"

Bianca smiled. "That girl…" The daughter of Hades raced to catch up to her electric girlfriend.

"Wait up!"

(x)

Selina Beauregard nodded as she checked off her list. "And… that's the last of it. Good job, Thalia. You cleaned up nicely."

When the daughter of Aphrodite left the Zeus cabin, Thalia sighed in relief. "Thank the gods."

The door creaked open a few minutes later, revealing Bianca.

"Kitchen patrol again, huh?"

Bianca sighed, dropping onto the edge of Thalia's bed. "Yeah. Thos Hermes kids don't know how to clean."

"Sorry you don't have a cabin of your own," Thalia said.

"It's not your fault dad doesn't have a cabin. He isn't usually welcome, I hear." Bianca looked over to her girlfriend. "You say that every time."

Thalia pouted. "And I can't?"

"That's not what I said…"

Thalia towered over Bianca. "Now I'm upset."

"Hey… What are you… Ack!" And Thalia nearly tickled Bianca to death as punishment.

Before dinner, Thalia and Bianca decided to head towards the sword arena to visit Quintus, the new sword instructor that was introduced a few months ago.

"Yo, what's in these crates?" Thalia asked, patting one of the several wooden crates in the arena.

"Don't open that," Quintus said. "It's going to be a surprise."

"Tell me!"

"No."

"Fine."

Quintus sighed. "Thalia, why don't you go take Mrs. O'Leary on a walk? I'll teach Bianca for now."

"Hmm? Okay." Thalia grabbed a bronze shield. "See you guys later! Oi, Mrs. O'Leary! Fetch!"

As the massive hellhound bounded out of the arena, Quintus and Bianca began to spar. Most of the time, the daughter of Hades ended up with a sword at her throat.

"You're good for an old guy."

"Hah!" Quintus chuckled. "You're pretty good for a teenager! Again!"

The two fell into a rhythm of parrying, slashing, stabbing and blocking as Quintus pointed out mistakes. As they fought, Quintus' armor shifted, revealing a bird-shaped burn on the side of his neck.

Bianca's ADHD took notice of this immediately. "What's that on your neck?"

Quintus' smile dropped. "It's… a reminder."

Before Bianca could ask any more questions, Quintus counterattacked, forcing Bianca on the defensive.

Soon enough, it was sunset, and Bianca and Thalia hit the showers to wash off their sweat. A couple of minutes later, they were at the dining pavilion for dinner, and spotted Nico.

Nico waved them over."Hey sis! Where did you go?"

"Thalia and I were at the arena," Bianca said. Then she leaned in. "You're not getting jealous of Thalia spending more time with me… are you?"

Nico pouted. "N-no, I'm not."

Bianca ruffled his hair. "I'll be sure to spend some more time with you, okay?"

Nico's face brightened up. "Okay!"

Thalia spent the next morning beating the shit out of an Aethiopian drakon on the border of the camp. The monster has been there since early morning, prowling the camp's borders until it had been spotted by Lee Fletcher and the Apollo kids.

"Everyone stay alert, but stay calm," Chiron announced at breakfast. "This has happened before."

"Aye," Quintus added. "And it will happen again, and more frequently."

Thalia clenched her fist. Everyone at camp knew that Luke had been planning an invasion of the camp with an army of monsters. They just didn't know when he would strike. And it was especially bad because of the lack of campers available.

"This is a good reason for our new war games," Quintus continued. "We'll see how you do with that tonight."

Genos leaned on a pillar behind the main table. "I've made adjustments to the war games you do, to prepare all of you for the invasion led by this… Luke I've been hearing about." The cyborg made eye contact with Thalia.

Shit.

"Yes…" Chiron said. "Now, enough announcements. Let us bless this meal and eat." He raised his goblet. "To the gods."

Everyone repeated the blessing, then lined up to scrape a portion of their food into the bronze brazier.

Thalia began to eat when Chiron brought over a bleary-eyed Grover. The satyr looked absolutely terrible as he slumped into a seat next to them. Thalia looked at him, concerned. She eyed Bianca, who took notice.

"Ah, Thalia, how did you sleep?" Chiron asked.

"I'm fine. I think you should be asking Goat-boy that question," Thalia answered.

Chiron patted Grover's head. "I brought Grover over because I thought you two might want to discuss matters. I'll excuse myself now." He looked at Grover one more time before trotting out of the pavilion.

Thalia watched the centaur walk away. "What's he talking about? Your trial from yesterday?"

Grover nervously ate his fork. "He wants you to convince me."

Annabeth slid onto the bench next to them. "The Labyrinth."

"The Labyrinth? I'm guessing it's not in Crete anymore."

"Yep."

Thalia knew very well that Annabeth wasn't supposed to be at this table. But Thalia didn't care, because no one was sane enough to try to go against her. And Annabeth knew that just as well as she did. Quintus raised an eyebrow, and Genos released a puff of steam, but other than that, nothing happened.

"The only way to help Grover right now is the Labyrinth, and that's what Clarisse and I have been investigating the last few months," Annabeth said. "You can travel anywhere in the world through the Labyrinth."

"If you don't get lost. Or go die a terrible death," Grover muttered.

"Clarisse lived."

"Barely! And the other guy was–"

"He was driven insane. He didn't die."

Grover trembled. "Oh, good. That makes me feel so much better."

"Wait," Thalia said. "What's with this insane guy?"

Annabeth looked around, glancing at Clarisse for a second. "Do you remember the secret mission Clarisse went on last year?"

Thalia stabbed a pancake. "Yeah."

"Well, this mission was secret, because she found Chris Rodriguez."

"The Hermes guy?"

"Yeah, he appeared near Clarisse's mom's house, in a hundred and twenty degrees, wearing full armor, babbling about string. Completely insane."

"Oh," Thalia said.

"The only thing we could get out of him was that Luke's army had been exploring the Labyrinth. If he could navigate it, he could move his army at incredible speeds."

"But he'd have to figure out how to get through it."

"It's filled with traps. Dead ends. Illusions. Goat-killing monsters," Grover said.

"But if you had Ariadne's string, you could find your way through. In ancient times, it was what led Theseus out of the Labyrinth."

"Were they trying to find a way into camp?"

Annabeth shook her head. "Probably not. The closest entrance we found was in Manhattan, which wouldn't get him through the barrier. Clarisse tried to explore it… but it was dangerous. She nearly died in there. But even if Luke was planning something, the Labyrinth is Grover's best solution to his problem."

Thalia popped a strawberry into her mouth. "So you think Pan's underground? Is that why he's impossible to find?"

Grover shuddered. "Satyrs hate the underground. No one would ever try going there. No flowers. No sunshine. No coffee shops!"

"But," Annabeth continued. "The Labyrinth can lead you almost anywhere. It could kill you, but if you could make it work for you, then it could lead you to Pan."

Grover hugged his stomach. "I can't–"

"Let's go," Thalia said.

"Huh?"

Thalia looked at them. "What do you mean, 'huh'? We're going."

Just then, Quintus cleared his throat. Annabeth was overextending her stay, and it didn't seem like Quintus gave a shit if Thalia was the most powerful person at camp.

"We'll continue later," Annabeth said, walking back to the Athena table.

Grover buried his head into his hands. "I can't do it. I'll have to–"

"No you're not," Thalia interrupted. "I told you twice already, didn't I? We're going. And you're not losing your license."

Grover sighed. "Thanks, Thalia. I've got to go now. Juniper's waiting. It's a good thing she likes cowards."

When the satyr left, Thalia eyed Quintus, who was cutting a sausage. The sword instructor nodded, as if they were sharing some sort of secret.

Sorry about the delays! I had a lot of homework. Expect some more delays, because I might be making several chapters at a time, and release them together. See ya!

- spectre646