Hello fellow readers! I hope your fall is going well. This is a brief update on the continuation of this story. The first chapter is in the final stages of revision, so I am gearing up to post the sequel within the next week! So stay tuned and keep your eyes out for the "Sea of Time" (because I have way too much fun mashing their powers together in the title). You can access that by checking out my page (silverbird6) or searching the Flash/Percy Jackson crossovers when it is posted.

I really wanted to churn out at least one chapter before season 4 of the Flash airs, because this story is going to pick up right where season 4 starts. So there will be some spoilers through season 3 of the Flash (particularly concerning the way the season ends) with a few bits and pieces plucked from the season 4 trailer. But this story will not follow season 4 at all, so you don't have to worry about any spoilers for that.

I'm really excited for this story. I will be rotating some new POV's in there, get the interaction between the full Team Flash and most of the Heroes of Olympus, and play around with a really fun villain.

Thank you all again for your loyal readership of Hurricane of Lightning. I hope that you will all read the Sea of Time. Here is a sneak peek of the first chapter (Percy's POV):

"I knew I would find you here". Annabeth's soft voice was barely audible over the crashing waves. "You can't seem to stay away these days".

"It's soothing. The water." Percy clarified, making room for Annabeth to sit next to him on the sand dune. "Not nearly as relaxing at night, but close enough". He shifted so that he was looking at her, regret filling his features. "I'm sorry for that, back there. I lost my temper".

"It was quite the show". Annabeth teased lightly, her head drifting down to his shoulder. They sat like that for a while, watching the waves roll in towards shore.

"You know that if I could tell you, I would?" Percy ventured hesitantly, hoping that this didn't count against his oath to never speak of the multiverse.

"Yeah, I got that. Finally caught it this time." She shifted slightly. "I trust you, Percy. And if you say that this monster isn't a problem anymore, I believe that. But you don't always have the greatest track record of self preservation. And this experience, on top of everything else we have been through?" She paused for a moment, then barreled on ahead in typical Annabeth style. "I've heard about your nightmares. And some days you aren't all here. I know that's not exactly unusual after our time downstairs, but it's different. Because whatever is haunting you this time, we weren't together. How can I help you if I don't know what happened? I'm not frustrated with you, but with the big guys upstairs who apparently decided that we didn't need to know about your life anymore. That it was okay to use you and then throw you out into the world like nothing ever happened, just drop you off at campfire half dead".

The sky rumbled ominously, but Annabeth didn't seem concerned. Neither was Percy, really. After a trip to Tartarus, the temperamental beings upstairs didn't seem nearly as intimidating. Percy and Annabeth had faced true fear.

"I'm not happy with them either. But this is our life, the good, ugly, and downright hideous. And there is nothing we can do but continue on the best we can". Percy answered, thinking of Barry Allen, the man who became the Flash despite his mother's murder. The universe wasn't fair to him either, but he made the best of it and moved on, tried not to look back. Percy was doing the same, one slow step at a time.