No one knew what to do. The next second dragged on for what felt like a year. Piper was the first to react, then Leo, Hazel and Frank. Jason just stood there, shocked out of his mind "Percy and Annabeth" Jason whispered with disbelief. Drops of water echoed across the cave as they collided into the floor; it almost sounded like a clock. A clock to remind us that they might have mere minutes to live. Percy had open wounds, in which the blood was slowly dripping out and into the floor. He had blood coming out of his mouth that would be pushed out as he attempted to breath. Annabeths' wounds were mainly closed up, but it looked like that moving in any direction would split them open. She had blood dripping out of her nose and it was staining the rest of her face. Their breathing was staggered, sometimes they were breathing heavily, others their chest wouldn't even rise. Their eyes were tightly shut as if they were trying to suppress memories or stay alive. They weren't doing a very good job at that either. Their eyes stayed shut as we edged closer, their breathing slowly down rapidly. I tried to charmspeak them awake, but they wouldn't wake up. "Percy, Annabeth, please wake up!" Piper put all of her force into those five words, but nothing happened. Annabeth took a struggled breath but didn't open her eyes. Percy coughed, which caused blood to spill out of his mouth. "Please!" She yelled, choking back a sob. They weren't waking up. When Percy and Annabeth got back from Tartarus, it all blew over, this is it but if everything was worse. Contains spoilers, don't read if you haven't read MoA or HoH ~first fanfic, don't judge ~ I DONT OWN ANY OF THESE CHARACTERS, RICK RIORDAN DOES

Gaea has been defeated, Leo has returned with Calypso, and everyone is enjoying their time chillin' and... well, chillin' some more! Apart from the odd monster, everything is at peace. Man, this is the life. Percy has some BIG plans for Annabeth, and they cannot be thrown away! Taking advantage of this peace, Percy is gonna put those plans in ACTION! Nothing can stop him! Not even wizards! Pffft. Wizards. Hilarious. Whoops. Spoke too soon. Apparently, there WERE wizards who are ruining his fun. Great. __________________________________________ Harry has just defeated that party pooper baldy, and DAM does he feel great about his achievement. However, Dumbledore just HAD to find out that Voldy has a grandson, a powerful one indeed. Unable to put away his past, Harry just cannot forgive this 'grandson', not after what that monster Voldemort did... TWO favourite worlds crash together, and man the outcome will not be pretty. Uhhhh... am I suppose to say, uh, more? Um... this is my first story, and I hope you enjoy it. Peace out people, and try not to kill yourself!

The past month has been hard. Erebus still on the loose, the war between Othrys and Olympus continuing, spies watching everyone's movements, it's hard to know who to trust. With Percy's absence, Kronos becomes the monster he was before, and Olympus are struggling to gain momentum as he thwarts their every plan. Once the Doors are located, it's a war for control of the Storm. The sequel to Confused by Time

Annabeth managed to escape Tartarus and join the seven in the war against Gaea, but Percy was left behind. Now, three centuries later the Doors of Death are opening again and nine heroes descend into the Pit. The events which follow, none of them could have anticipated. Everyone says that time heals all wounds, but Percy knows it leaves only scars. But, Percy supposes, without time he would never have found a place where he truly belonged. Currently being rewritten

Tartarus is gone, killed by Nico. While Percy has returned Kronos' soul to the Titan, it's most certainly not over yet. The gods aren't willing to allow the Titans to regain themselves, and with Kronos as a bargaining chip the Titans aren't willing to risk anything. But as Percy soon realises, Tartarus' plan to kill all other Primordials wasn't a success.