Percy Jackson, The Son Of Chaos

Mom?

A/N: i am truly sorry about not updating and i won't list my excus- i mean reasons, but be warned, this is where the story truly gets intense....i think i may stop in three or more chapters to write a second book...ok....

nico's girly

PS.... Everything is going to be in thrid person from now unless stated so.....yah

Nico and Luke bolted out of the hall before anyone could say "Potatoes!". Jason followed them in spite of knowing Nico's irritable personality and..... nothing about Luke. As he entered Percy's cabin, he saw Percy bolt upright and yell. "Mom!" He gasped, bright eyes flying open.

Percy looked around for a few seconds before letting out a sigh. He reached out for Luke's shoulder and slowly hobbled to a stand. "What are you guys doing here?" Percy asked, color rushing back to his face.

Luke answered. "I came to check up on you, knowing how unreliable you are."

Percy blushed a bit and let go of Luke's shoulder, walking around freely on steady knees. He shuffled his feet around a bit before asking, "Hey Luke, do you know where dad is?"

Luke suddenly looked as pale as the lily on the windowsill. Percy gazed at Luke, a bit worried. "Luke?"

Luke grabbed Nico, who was standing sleepily against his sword, and whispered something in his ear. Nico immediatly turned whiter than he could ever be and said, "Percy, you imprisoned dad when under End's control, and he's still there."

"What?"

Nico nodded sheepishly. "Skylar is figuring out a plan on how to bust him out."

Percy sat back down, defeated. "So what do we do now?"

Hazel stepped in. "Well for one, go get Annabeth back. She couldn't even deal to see you like that. And two, wait for Luke or Skylar to signal you if they need help."

Percy nodded. "Okay, mission "Rescue Chaos" begins now!"