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"I woke up after breakfast and made my way into the arena. Epsilon and War was there, teaching some campers how to fight. I conjured a piece of toast and munched on it as I watched them. Because of Luke's treachery, it took Clarisse a long time to trust him and even now I wasn't sure she actually liked him. Silena had been hinting that what they were doing was more like flirting, though, and when I looked back on it they kinda were. I smirked evilly. Time to open the betting pool on how long it would take for them to get together. Serve him right, the bastard.

The gods were still at camp. It surprised me, even though they did say that they spent a lot of time here now. I guess I was a little set in my ways thinking that the gods were arrogant useless assholes after ten thousand years of believing it. Oh well.

The horn for an attack blew, and I quickly made my way up to the enemy. Kronos and an army of monsters were on the other side of a barrier. The Olympians faced Kronos. Even Hestia looked fierce and disapproving. We took our place next to them and I glared at the Lord of Time for good measure.

"Why are you here, Father?" Zeus said. There was no animosity in his tone, only weariness.

"To destroy your precious camp, of course. Why else? Especially as it seems to have become something of a second home to you since you destroyed your own hero." He grinned cruelly. "Tell me, what does it feel like to have secured your own downfall?"

"No more games, Father. What are you talking about?" Hades demanded.

"There is a prophecy. The only one who can kill me is Percy Jackson, and he's gone! There is no way you can defeat me!"

The Olympians seemed to waver uncertainly. Poseidon almost collapsed into himself, Zeus looked ashamed and hopeless, Athena looked sorrowful. Hestia subtly looked at me and I nodded a little.

Meanwhile, after a beat of silence, the elite team burst out laughing. I didn't, but I was sure that my power was radiating amusement. Kronos's face slowly went purple in rage, and the Olympians looked at us with a mixture of hurt or pure confusion, as if we'd finally lost it.

Most of the elite team were rolling on the floor by now. Epsilon, Jester, Omega and Pranker were barely finding the time to breathe amid gales of laughter. Forge was chuckling deep and loud and Beauty was giggling. War and Huntress were howling with laughter, gasping out words that had something to do with male stupidity when they had the breath. Angel was leaning against me choking out words when she could. "Sorry ... that's just too ... funny! Percy ... " She wheezed out between laughter.

"Why are you laughing!" Kronos screamed. It only made them laugh harder.

"Alright, enough, you lot. Have some dignity." I said, amusement practically dripping from my words. Slowly they pulled themselves together, though a stray giggle broke through now and then.

"Sorry about that." I apologised sarcastically. "Just the thought of you only being able to die by Percy Jackson's hand."

"And why is that so ridiculous?" Kronos demanded. "It's not as if he's here right now." Most of the team started snickering again at that, and this time I joined them. I saw Hestia hide a smile in the corner of my eye.

"Did you ever wonder where Percy went? Because he's not gone, and I could call him back in an instant if I chose." Perhaps I had stayed away too long. I was really enjoying this.

Kronos paled considerably but didn't allow the not-so-subtle threat stop him from putting his foot in his mouth. "So? After what his emfamily/em did to him, I'd be surprised if he lifted a finger to help them." He sneered. Poseidon flinched. "It's a shame, really, because if he hadn't vanished I'd have offered him a position at my side as Atlas's replacement. I bet he would have accepted too, it isn't like you gave him much reason to be loyal to you."

The Olympians - and all of the campers who were listening - collectively flinched at that. Anger and contempt for Kronos rose in me and I let it show, let him feel my displeasure through the power that surrounded me.

"He would do no such thing." I spoke slowly and deliberately, knowing that to Kronos, every syllable sounded like a clap of doom. "Even in his betrayal and pain, he would not have done that. He may not have any love for the Olympians, but neither does he hate them. I do not appreciate your lies, Kronos son of Ouranos."

Kronos gulped and stepped back, and I reigned in my emotion. "But don't take it from me. Why don't you ask him yourself?"

I looked up and MMed Chaos. Activate puppet. I told him. emYes sir./em He joked. I felt the air around me change and I knew when an image of myself in full gear was superimposed over, well, myself in full gear. I quietly teleported myself to Chaos Planet and tossed my gear off, flashing myself into a T-shirt and jeans and pulling my powers in and hiding them so it would seem like I was an immortal son of Poseidon, before portaling back to earth in a burst of fire and lightning, next to the image of myself. Drama queen. Dad grumbled in my head. I take after the best. I joked back.

"Lo, Thysia." I spoke to the image of me. "You decided to rip me away from my holiday for a reason?"

Chaos animated the image of me, speaking through it and pretending to be me. "Sorry, but your old enemy the Lord of Time can apparently only be killed by you."

I looked around and pretended to be surprised. My face went carefully blank when I looked at the Olympians, all of whom were looking at me with a mixture of awe and hope. Kronos was eyeing me with fear and the Elite team was watching me with pride. They knew that it wasn't easy for me to do this.

"Yo, guys." I said. "I'm back."

So, another chapter.

Till next time, Shib