A/N: Certain ancient Greek names matches words use of foul language but no foul language was intentionally used. Also if you haven't read them yet read 'The Tales of the Son of Poseidon & the Early Adventures' 'The Tales of the Son of Poseidon & the Olympians: The Lightning Thief' and 'The Tales of the Son of Poseidon & the Olympians: The Sea of Monsters' before reading this story. Lastly, any one who wants to do a Demigods and Olympian reads story using 'The Tales of the Son of Poseidon' is allowed as long as you inform me about it.

Nico's Gone and I Need to Find Him

Before I left Olympus, I decided to make a few calls. It wasn't easy, but I finally found a quiet fountain in a corner garden and sent an Iris-message to my brother, Tyson, under the sea. I told him about our adventures, and Tauro—he wanted to hear every detail about the cute baby cow serpent—and I assured him that Annabeth was safe. Finally I got around to explaining how the shield he'd made me last summer had been damaged in the manticore attack.

"Yay!" Tyson said. "That means it was good! It saved your life!"

"It sure did, big guy," I said. "But now it's ruined."

"Not ruined!" Tyson promised. "I will visit and fix it next summer. I have made two thousand seven hundred forty-one magic swords. The boss says if I keep this up every school year, he'll be happy to let me visit the camp every summer if I wanted him to do."

"That's great, Tyson," I responded.

We talked for a while about war preparations and our dad's fight with the old sea gods, and all the cool things we could do together next summer, but then Tyson's boss started yelling at him and he had to get back to work.

I dug out my last golden drachma and made one more Iris-message.

"Sally Jackson," I said. "Upper East Side, Manhattan."

The mist shimmered, and there was my mom at our kitchen table, laughing and holding hands with Paul.

I was about to cut the connections for both of our sake when my mom saw me.

Her eyes got wide. She let go of Paul's hand real quick. "Oh, Paul! You know what? I left my writing journal in the living room. Would you mind getting it for me?"

"Sure, Sally. No problem."

He left the room, and instantly my mom leaned toward the Iris-message. "Percy! Are you all right?"

"I'm fine, mom," I responded as I filled her in what happened.

She sighed with relief when she heard that Annabeth was safe, and was lad Thalia found a place where she can be happy.

"I knew you could do it," she said. "I'm so proud."

"Yeah, well, I'd better let you get back to your study date with Paul," I responded. "And mom, instead of picking me up at Olympus, can you pick me up at Camp Half-Blood. I need to check on Nico to make sure he feels at home there before I go home for the rest of the school year."

"Sure honey," mom replied.

"Sally?" Paul called from our living room. "You need the green binder or the red one?"

"I'd better go," she told me. See you for Chirstmas."

"I'll see you then," I smiled.

She waved her hand across the mist. Her image disappeared.

…

Compared to Mount Olympus, Manhattan was quiet. Friday before Christmas, but it was early in the morning and hardly anyone was on Fifth Avenue. Argus, the many-eyed security chief, picked Annabeth, Grover and me at the Empire State Building and ferried us back to camp through a light snow storm. The Long Island Expressway was almost deserted.

As we trudged back up Half-Blood Hill to the pine tree where the Golden Fleece glittered, I half expected Thalia to be there, waiting for us. But she wasn't. She was long gone with Artemis and the rest of the Hunters, off on their next adventure.

At least I know we can count on them to come to our aid when we need it, I thought remembering the last line of the prophecy about the alliances.

Chiron greeted us at the Big House with hot chocolate and toasted cheese sandwiches. Grover went off with his satyr friends to spread the word about our strange encounter with the magic of Pan. Within an hour, the satyrs were all running around agitated, asking where the nearest espresso bar was

Annabeth and I sat with Chiron and some of the other senior campers—Beckendorf, Silena Beauregard, and the Stoll brothers. Even Clarisse from Ares cabin was there, back from her secretive scouting mission. I knew she must've had a difficult quest, because she had a new scar on her chin, and her dirty blonde hair had been cut short and ragged, like someone had attacked it with a pair of safety scissors.

"I got new," she mumbled uneasily. "Bad news."

"I'll fil you in later," Chiron said with force cheerfulness. "The important thing is you have prevailed. And you saved Annabeth!"

Annabeth smiled at me gratefully, which made me look away.

For some strange reason, I found myself thinking about Hoover Dam, and the mortal girl I'd run into there. Rachel Elizabeth Dare. One of the reasons I was still alive was because of her, and I'd never ever explained to her who I was.

"Luke is alive," I said, "My dad confirmed it. Annabeth was right."

Annabeth sat up as I told her what my dad said about the Princess Andromeda.

"Well," Annabeth shifted uncomfortably in her chair. "If the final battle does come when Percy is sixteen, or Nico"—for some reason the counsellors flinched at Nico's name—"at least we have two to four years to figure something out."

Chiron's expression was gloomy. Sitting by the fire in his wheelchair, he looked older than he usually looked.

"Two to four years seemed like a long time at the least," he said, "But it is the blink of an eye. I still hope you are not the child of prophecy, same goes to Nico. But if either of you are, then the second Titan war is almost upon us. Kronos first strike will be here since the gods need heroes. We must prepared. Clarisse's news may give us a clue to how they will attack, but we still don't know when they'll attack."

Everyone nodded to that. Chiron dismissed the meeting after a few more talks, but before I leave, he pulled me aside.

"Percy, I have bad news about Nico," Chiron said.

A jolt went down my back. "What happened?"

Chiron shook his head. "It happened so quickly—I'm not sure. It was a few days after Nico was claimed—well, I expected the campers to take the idea of a son of Hades in camp badly, but—there was an attack by some spacti."

"What?" I asked.

"Don't worry, Nico opened up a fissure and send them to Tartarus before they could do any harm," Chiron explained. "But I fear it has created some rumors, and by the next day Nico was gone."

"What do you mean gone?" I asked.

"I mean that most of his possessions and gear was missing and he was no where in camp," Chiron said, "I fear Kronos got his hands on him."

I remembered the look Hades had in the meeting, like he knew something the other gods didn't, now I realized he knew about Nico.

Children of Hades holds deep grudge, Bianca's warning echoed through my head.

Now I understand Bianca's warning. It was her's and Nico's fatal flaw—grudge.

"No," I said. "Hades took Bianca during the quest. He must have done the same thing with Nico, or something."

"Percy," Chiron said.

"I'm not letting Nico be the child of prophecy," I responded. "I'll bring Nico back, or at least keep him from joining Kronos, but I'm going to be the prophecy child."

Chiron looked at me with concern eyes. "Very well, Percy, but I hope you're right about Nico—for both of our sake."

Chiron dismissed me. As I left I took out the figurine of Hades. I gripped it tightly.

Hades, I hope your son is with you, otherwise, if I find him, I'll bring him back to camp, I thought.

A/N: Well, I'm done with this story. Next story will answer some of the questions you might have about the whole Percy's first encounter with Daedalus and Mrs. O'Leary. By the way, due to limit of story title length there will be a change in the title of the next story.

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The Tales of the Son Of Poseidon & the Olympians: The Magical Labyrinth

Summary: Just what I need, to risk being expelled from another school before the school year starts due to monster attacks, and the Hellhound that pounced on me when I was 7 showing up at camp. Oh, and Camp Half-Blood is facing an invasion from Luke's army inside Daedalus Labyrinth that only someone who could see through the Mist or an Andrea's string or face the 2nd Titan War.