3rd Person POV

The throne room went silent for a moment at Hades's words. Before an uproar ensued. In less than instant Annabeth and Poseidon has a victim pinned and the throne room silenced. All eyes on the four.

Annabeth has Nico pinned against a wall her drakon bone dagger at his throat. Poseidon has Hades pinned a his trident less than a centimeter away from separating the God of Death's head from his body.

Nico gulped nervously and did the expected thing.

"Don't kill me!" He squeaked. Annabeth did not reply but her eyes flashed dangerously and he did the logical thing.

He ran.

Well shadow-traveled. He sunk back into the shadows and appeared on the other side of the room. Annabeth turned around and started after him before she tripped as the ground began to shake. All eyes turned to Poseidon.

"If he is not dead... Where. Is. He? And why in the Tartarus did you not tell me sooner?" He growled at his older brother. Hades gulped before speaking quickly.

"I felt something was off but I thought I had imagined it. Then Nico came to me and said the same thing-" Only a few notice as Annabeth glares a glare worthy of Percy at Nico who winces. "So I went to Elysium and no one had seen him. I spoke to The Judges and they hadn't seen him either so I spoke with Charon who said he was about to receive his payment when there was a flash of bright light and Percy was gone."

Once again the room fell silent trying to figure out what had happened to their Hero. After a moment Leo decides to voice everyone's unasked question,

"Then where is he?" All eyes looked toward Athena. She seemed to be having a battle with herself. She thought for a moment before sighing.

"I-I-I don't know," she finally admitted. "But Hermes?" Said god eyes widened as he looks at his sister. "If someone was to write a letter to Percy couldn't you deliver it?"

"Yesssss do it. The boy never gave me my ratsssss." George hissed.

"Hush!" Hermes reprimanded his snake. "I could try. Write one." Zeus summons a piece of paper and pen and scribbles something down and then places it in a envelope before handing it to Hermes. Hermes takes a breath before he flashes out.

The throne room is quieter than silent for the half second before Hermes returns letter still in hand.

"Nothing he says shaking his head. I got nothing. I think something is blocking me."

"Well what is that powerful?" Apollo asks but no answers.

"A search party is to be ordered," Zeus demanded, speaking for the first time. "Artemis gather you Hunters, Children gather your Camp. Olympians, everyone-"

"Find Percy," Poseidon finishes.

Percy POV

I wonder how long I've been here. It's not bad, I just miss home. I've had 14 meals since I got the first note. I decided to count my meals to have a small sense of time.

So now I sit on the bathroom floor lazily making making shapes out of water and slashing them with Riptide. I make cube before cutting in half and repeat the process. I am about to do so again but I am interrupted by a note fluttering in front of me.

Come into the bedroom.

It reads. Well that is the strangest yet. I shrug if off and walk in my room where The Fates stand waiting. I pause before bowing their previous threat in the back of my mind.

"Rise Perseus Jackson," One of their voices says. I stand and wait.

"We are here to make you immortal," The one in the middle says. I takes a moment for that to sink in.

"Wait. What? I've declined immortality twice. Why would I want it now?" I ask.

"You make seen like you have a choice. Not only immortal but a god as well," says the one on the left.

"Are you sure this a good idea sisters?" Asks the one on the right.

"Yes. Yes, Atropos. We have been waiting for a Hero to do our bidding for centuries."

Do their bidding?!

"I suppose you are right. Clotho."

The three glance at each other before they begin to chant. I try to register their words but I am stopped by the feeling of pain. I close my eyes. I am about to cry out in pain when it vanishes, before power fills me.

I open my eyes to find myself on the floor. The Fates stand infront of me. I stand up. The look me over and turn to each other speaking softly.

"Strong aura," I hear one comment. I can't help but look myself over. I look the same but I feel different. I hear as one clears their throat. I look up before the one in the middle speaks.

"Perseus Jackson, God of Loyalty and Swordmanship. Champion of the Fates." She announces. She waves her hand and the room changes. The walls turn blue and the bed a sea green. A huge flat screen TV appears as well. Though I notice it still lacks a window or door. But maybe I can flash out. I feel a bubble of hope swell within me.

"Use your powers to change it as you please," the one on the left says. "You are not able to flash out the room." My bubble deflates as quickly as it had appeared. "Also my name is not 'the one on the left'. I am Clotho the Fate of Birth. Then my sisters, Lachesis the Fate of life and then Atropos Fate of Death. We will return to you soon." And with a flash of light they are gone.

I flop down on my sea green bed and turn on the TV. I'm a god... Immortal... Immortal at 18.

I think trying to make sense of this whole situation. I think back to the first time I gave up immortality about two years ago. I had said no because of Annabeth.

Annabeth...

Oh gods. I shoot straight up in my bed.

If I'm a god I can never be with Annabeth again...