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Percy POV

I knocked gently on the door. "Come in." I opened the door and saw Aunt Hestia sitting up. "Here you go," I said sitting the breakfast on her table. "Jason made eggs and sausage, along with some bacon." "Percy," she smiled at me. "I told you before, I can get it myself." I shook my head.

"You already have a hard time getting out of bed. Don't stress your body. You have six able bodied boys in your home. We can take care of everything." "Will you answer a question?" I nodded. "Anything, Aunt Hestia." "Why do you hide it?" I looked away, she's asked me this question before, but I never answered.

"Like I've told everyone else. It's for the better." "But is it?" She questioned, "I hear you, at night. You'll jump up, screaming. I already know what it is, the fights. Jason is the same way. You think of the things that happened." "We were desperate," I said quietly. "It was either fight or die." "Is that why you wear those?" She pointed at the bandana in my pocket.

"It's that time of year," I said. "It reminds us of what we went through. And to make sure it will never happen again." She nodded, as if expecting that. "I know what races through your minds," she said. "You think you're unstable, mentally and emotionally. So you stay away from everyone. The others are the same way, and dancing is what keeps you grounded to the world. But you keep pushing it away. You can't." "I can and will," I said.

"We've been doing it for the last three years. "But you're also pushing away your sanity. You keep all these things bottled up. You can't do that, it isn't healthy. I want you to promise me something," I nodded. "I want you and the others to move on, release all that bitterness and pain. I know you long for friends, and even someone to love." That was a big promise, but I nodded nonetheless.

"Thank you," the house phone rang. "I'll get that," I said standing up. "Percy, after you take that call, head to school." I nodded and exited her room and walked down the hallway and saw Jason on the phone.

"Who is it?" He turned towards me. "Derek," I frowned and took the phone. "Hello?" Derek answered. "Percy?" "Yeah," I looked at Jason. "What's up?" "Hey man, I got something that might make your mouth water." "Really?" I said. "What is it?" "A dance competition." I froze. "A few guys that come to my place were talking about it. I overheard them. Dance crews from all around Manhattan are coming to my place. I'm hosting." I didn't say anything, only listen.

"Why does it concern me?" "Because a dance crew came to my place a week ago. They were good, but nowhere near the Jabbawockeez. They said they're better than you. Those who saw you were pissed. I just thought the Jabbawockeez would want to shut them up." I looked behind me and saw the others looking at me expectantly.

I was about to tell him no till Aunt Hestia's words hit me. "Alright," I said. "We'll be there. What's the first song?" "You pick your songs." I nodded and was about to hang up the phone till he spoke again. "Percy?" "Yeah?" "Bring the heat." I smirked. "Always." I hung up the phone and turned to everyone else.

"What was that about?" Jason questioned. "We're dancing." Their eyes widened. "Derek said there's a dance competition being hosted at his place. Said there's a dance crew that a little arrogant, he wants us to shut them up." "Percy," Jason started. "Are you sure?" I nodded. "I made a promise to Aunt Hestia," I said.

"I promised her we'll try to move on from the past. We'll still try to keep our identies a secret. But we will try and move on." "Going to be tough," Leo said. "Tough Leo, but not impossible." He nodded.

"Go get ready," I said. "We need to head to school, even though we missed half of it." Leo rubbed his stomach. "It's lunch time." We rolled our eyes and headed to our separate rooms.

One week earlier

Piper POV

"Piper, is this a good idea?" Hazel said nervously. "You want to figure out who they are right?" I questioned, stepping out of the car. "Yes," she said. "But do we have to come over here?" "I agree with Hazel, Piper," Calypso said looking around. "Do we have to come here? This is where all the crazies reside." "We need a dance crew good enough to challenge the Jabbawockeez to a dance off," I said.

"These guys are pretty good." "Better than the Jabbawockeez?" "You're funny Silena," I said. "No, just someone good enough to challenge them." "Well, this is a surprise." We jumped and turned around. "What brings children of the Olympians to the bad part of town?" A boy walked out of the shadows, wearing black jeans and a light grey hoodie.

Silena shoved me forward. I glared at her then turned towards the boy. "Are you apart of the dance crew called the Phantoms?" His eyes narrowed. "Why do you ask?" "Because I think I have something that might interest you." He laughed. "What do you have that I want?" He turned away from us and started to walk away.

"Oh I don't know," I shrugged my shoulders. "Jabbawockeez," he froze mid-step. "The original ABDC champions, and-" "Well known as America's Best Dance Crew." He said turning back towards us. "What about them?" "I think the Jabbawockeez are here in Manhattan." He raised an eyebrow. "No one's seen the Jabbawockeez for three years. People have been trying to figure out why they vanished but no luck. What makes you think that you," he gestured to me and everyone else.

"Found them? A bunch of girls, children of the Olympians, no less." Before Zoe could say something that would probably put us in a pickle. I quickly spoke again. "A group of boys," I said. "Very mysterious and love to dance." "There are plenty of people out there like that, I am included." Calypso spoke. "Did we forget to mention they come from California, just like the Jabbawockeez." He just stared at us.

"There are also dancers that are mysterious, love to dance, and from California." "Piper, let's go," Zoe said. "This boy isn't going to help us." "I never said I wouldn't help you," he said. "The Phantoms will help you." I was about to thank him till he spoke again. "But I want one thing in return." "And what would that be?" Silena questioned warily.

"Nothing bad, that I can assure you," he said. "I'll ask for it when we're finished." He extended his hand out to me. "Do we have a deal?" "Piper, don't," Silena whispered. "Who knows what he'll ask for." I knew she was had a point, but I felt like this young man meant no harm to me, or anyone else. I shook his hand. "We have a deal." He nodded slowly. "Alright," he said releasing my hand.

"What do you have in mind?" "Actually," I started. "We haven't really gone any further than this." He sighed. "I figured that was going to be the answer, so it's a good thing I did some research of my own." He pointed to the east. "On the east side of Manhattan, some dude has a underground bar/dancehall. Derek's his name, I think. Anyway, word around town is he's hosting a dance competition there. All crews are invited." "Are the Jabbawockeez going to be there?" I questioned. "Do you know?"

He shrugged. "Don't know, but I have heard rumors about a dance crew that did one dance there about three months ago. They said the dance was so good, it was like they were robots and not actually humans. Do you know of a crew so good, people think their robots?" "Jabbawockeez." I said. "The Jabbawockeez may be there. If they are here, I doubt they'll pass something like this down. I'm a dancer, I ain't going to pass something like this down. Every dance crew has sort of the same connection." "Do you know where it's at?" I questioned.

He shook his head. "I'll head over there today and challenge the Jabbawockeez. See if that brings them out of the shadows. Come back in a week, I'll tell you what I find out." He turned away from us and started to walk away. "Wait!" He stopped and turn towards me. "Yes." "Thank you," I said. "Usually people like you don't help us, vice versa." He smiled. "I should be thanking you," he said.

"Only one crew got to challenge the Jabbawockeez in a one on one and that was Status Quo. There's no doubt who will win, but we definitely won't make it easy for them." With that, he walked toward a complex that looked like it might collapse any minute.

One week later

Piper POV

"Nico," I said. He looked at me. "Yes?" "Do you remember those boys in art class?" He nodded confused. "Yeah, why?" I leaned down and whispered in his ear. When I looked at him, his face was a mixture of awe, shock, and happiness. "Really?" I nodded. "If you see them, can you confront them?" He nodded furiously. I smiled. "Thanks Nico." "No, thank you." I ruffled his hair, but I don't think he noticed.

I headed to Athena's class.

"Did you tell him?" Silena questioned. "Yep," I nodded. "I told him to confront them when he sees them." "Don't you think we should be there?" We looked at Annabeth confused. "Why would we need to be there?" Hazel questioned. "Nico's young," she said. "If that boy we met keeps to his promise. Then the Jabbawockeez really are in Manhattan. And if these boys really are the Jabbawockeez, Nico's at their mercy." "More like it's the other way around," Silena said. We nodded but she shook her head.

"They could give Nico anything, as long he keeps his mouth shut and we would never know. If Nico got even a hat from them, he wouldn't say a single thing. Because to him, that's more than anything we've ever given to him." I realized, that maybe it wasn't a good idea to leave Nico alone. "Plus Nico's good at hiding his emotions," she looked at Bianca. "So, was it a good idea to leave him down there alone?"

"Maybe we should send someone to get him," Silena suggested. Just then, Nico walked in. "Mr. Di Angelo," Athena said. "You're late." "Sorry," he said. "My dad said he would send his assistant to give me lunch money. But," he shrugged. "I guess he didn't." Athena eyed Nico closely, but Nico kept a calm façade, not giving Athena a clue on why he was late.

Athena scowled and nodded. "Very well, head to your seat." Nico nodded and walked toward us. "Did you see them?" I said as he sat down, but he didn't answer me. "Nico," I grabbed his arm but he threw it off with strength I never knew he had. "You lied to me!" He hissed fiercely. "Nico, what are you talking about?" I said confused.

"Whatever those boys told you isn't true-" "They aren't even here!" He pointed at the clock. "I waited for forty five minutes out there. Did you even care I looked like a idiot out there? Looking around with a stupid expression on my face?" We stared at Nico in shock. I've known Nico since he was ten and this is the first time anyone has ever seen him this mad.

"Why does everyone lie to me?" He said quietly. "Do you think it's funny?" "No," I said. "No, Nico-" "Then why do you do it?" He demanded. His onyx eyes shining with betrayal and pain. "Or is it because I'm a kid? Trying to fit in with the popular kids? You only talk to me just to make me fit in." He turned away from us.

"Leave me alone. I'll do better by myself. I'll show you." "Nico, you don't have to show us anything." I knew he wasn't listening, he was mad. Just give him a few hours. I thought. He just needs to release some steam.

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The classes went by fast. Nico was still mad, if not madder. I grabbed my lunch and headed outside. I looked around for Nico and saw him in a circle with Luke. I dropped my lunch, not even caring if ten dollars went to waste. "Give it back!" Nico was trying to get something from Luke. His notebook. "Come on," Luke said, gesturing him forward.

"Come get it." Nico clenched his fist, as if about to punch Luke. He noticed and grinned. "Hit me kid, you said you can do better by yourself. Prove it." I moved past everyone. "Give it back Luke." He looked at Bianca. "You stay out of this girl, you ignored him and now you finally do something?" He looked back at Nico. "Hit me, or else I'll rip it to shreds." Nico jumped at Luke.

Luke stepped to the side and shoved him to the ground. "Surely, you can do better than that son of Hades." Nico growled and jumped up. He lunged at Luke but he grabbed his arm and threw him back onto solid concrete.

"Get off me!" He threw Bianca's arms off and stood up, glaring at Luke. "Come on," Luke held up the notebook again. "Come get it-oof!" He was cut off when he was suddenly shoved forward. Someone stuck their foot out, tripping him and snatching the notebook out of Luke's hands before he hit the ground. "If you're going to pick on someone," I heard. "Pick on someone your own size." Percy walked through the crowd, Nico's notebook in his hands.

Luke stood up, his face red with anger. "This your basketball right?" Percy held up a basketball that was in his other hand. Luke's eyes widened. "How did you-?" "Travis stole your keys on the first day of school, we replaced this basketball with another one." "Give it back." Percy raised an eyebrow and scanned the crowd.

"Talk about Deja Vu," he said smirking. He turned to a red haired girl who I realized was Rachel Elizabeth Dare. "Can you hold this?" He held up Nico's notebook. She nodded, confused and took Nico's notebook. "Should I give it back Nico?" He looked at Nico, who was beside Jason. Nico slowly shook his head. He nodded and extended his arm. "Take it." Luke eyed him suspiciously.

"Come on Lukey," he said smirking. "Take it." Everyone snickered. Luke growled and lunged for it, but Percy moved it with surprising speed to his other hand. "What are you doing?" Percy questioned. "Take it." I smiled, glad someone is finally putting Luke in his place. Luke tried again, but Percy spun it around his back and caught it in his other hand.

"I thought children of Hermes were supposed to be fast," Percy shook his head. "I bet Hermes would be ashamed." Luke lunged to tackle him, but Percy moved out of the way as Luke hit the ground. "You are a bully." Percy walked to the opposite side where Luke was standing. "I do not like bullies." Luke stood up, glaring at Percy, who walked towards Rachel.

"What's your name?" Rachel seemed surprised. "What?" He rolled his eyes. "Your name. You do have one, right?" Rachel nodded, embarrassed. "Rachel." He nodded, smiling. "Beautiful name for a beautiful woman." Rachel blushed. "Thank you." "Do you mind holding a couple things for me?" "Sure," he smiled and took off his bag and handed it to her, then put the same hat he wore on the first day on her head.

He adjusted it slightly, then nodded satisfied. "You look cute." I saw Zoe scoff, making me roll my eyes. Rachel's face was almost the same color as her hair. Luke tried to hit him when he was distracted. Rachel's eyes widened, but Percy smirked and threw the ball straight into Luke's face, sending him to the ground.

Everyone was shocked, but I saw many were pleased Percy was putting Luke in his place. I looked at Nico and saw he was smiling. Luke stood up, blood drizzling from his nose. Percy extended his arm once more. "Come on dude," Percy shrugged his shoulders in a nonchalant gesture. "Take it. My arm is starting to hurt." Luke stood there, watching Percy wariy. Percy sighed. "You're only making this hard on yourself." Percy raised his arm and Luke backed up slightly.

"Are you scared of me Luke Castellan?" Percy questioned with mock curiosity. I couldn't hold it in anymore. I broke out laughing, as did everyone else. "Shut up!" Luke yelled, his face red from anger and embarrassment. Luke whirled on Percy, who stood there with a smirk on his face. Luke yelled and swung at Percy, but he dodged and started to back up.

"Why are you running?" Luke mocked still trying to hit Percy, who was dodging Luke's every swing with ease. "I ain't running." Percy stepped to the side just as Luke swung and hit a pole.

Everyone winced. Luke yelled in pain, clutching his hand. "Congratulations, you have successfully broke three knuckles." Luke ran at Percy again, who threw the basketball into the ground, sending it high up into the air. Percy caught Luke's wrist and twisted, forcing him to a knee. He flipped Luke over his shoulder, slamming him straight into solid concrete.

He stood up and raised three fingers. "Three, two, one." On cue, the basketball hit Luke in the stomach, taking the breath out of him. "The next time I catch you bullying Nico," Percy kneeled next to Luke. "Or if I catch you bullying anyone for that matter, I will not toy around with you." Percy stood up, ignoring the stunned looks from everyone and walked to Rachel.

He took his hat off her and put it on, then took his bag, then finally, Nico's notebook. "Thank you," he said smiling. "I greatly appreciate it." He kissed her on the cheek. "You ever need anything, don't be afraid to ask." Rachel looked like she might faint. He started to walk towards Nico. "Here you go," Percy handed Nico his notebook, which he took.

"Thank you," Nico said gratefully, but Percy waved it off. "Don't worry about it." He was about to walk away till he looked at Nico, then at his bag, then back at Nico. "You remind me very much of a good friend that I used to know." Nico looked at him confused. "I do?" Percy nodded and reached into his bag. "Yes. You even have the same fierce fighting spirit that he had." He pulled out a hat that looked exactly like the one he wears.

Jason's eyes widened. "You may have to wash it a few times, but it's still in pretty good shape." He put the hat on Nico's head, where it covered his eyes. "Your dream will come true very soon, Nico Di Angelo. Never give up. Don't let people tear you down." He looked at Bianca when he said this. Nico pushed up the hat and went to speak, but Percy was already leaving.

"Travis, give Luke back his keys." Travis walked through the crowd and pulled some keys out of his pocket. "You are easy to pick pocket, my friend." He set the keys on Luke's chest and walked through the crowd towards Percy.

Percy POV

After putting Luke Castellan in his place, the day went smooth after that. "We going to Derek's?" Connor questioned once we finished rehearsing the dance we're going to do against the next dance crew who calls themselves the Phantoms.

I nodded. "This is the last dance crew," Jason said. "Should be a easy win." Everyone nodded. "The last four dance crews were," Leo said. "What makes this crew any different?" We exited the dance room as I locked the door. "Nothing," Jason said. "I just have this feeling." "What kind of feeling?" I said as we exited Half-Blood High.

Jason shook his head. "I just feel like we're going to be exposed." "I thought the same thing when we walked onto that stage," I said. "But it hasn't happened. It's just your nerves, Jason. We'll be fine." He nodded, but I knew he wasn't convinced.

"Why did you it to him?" Jason questioned. Everyone stopped and stared at me. "He reminded me of him," I said. "I know you all thought the same thing." "Yes," Connor admitted. "He does. But enough to give it to him?" I nodded. "But still-" "We're done with this conversation Jason." I knew we weren't done with this conversation, not by a long shot.

We walked in silence till Frank spoke. "Why are we doing a dance from three years ago?" "Because it's simple," Leo said. "Plus it's very creative. Defying gravity." We smirked. "That was probably the smartest thing you ever suggested Leo," Travis said. "I didn't think it would work when he suggested it, but we got a far better reaction than I anticipated." We nodded.

"We missed the transit bus since we stayed in the dance room till seven." Jason said. "We can catch it on 72nd," I said. "Then we'll walk home. Should be home by 7:30, 7:45 at the latest." "That'll give us forty five minutes to eat and get ready," Frank said. "Then head to Derek's and get ready." With that settled, we walked in comfortable silence till that boy, Nico, suddenly jumped out of the shadows. "I know who you are!" His hair was pressed against his forehead, the hat I gave him in his hand, the other on his knee. He was breathing hard, as if he ran to catch up with us.

"Uh, what?" I said pushing Leo's arms down. We don't need Leo in jail for assaulting a fourteen year old who jump scared us. "I knew you looked familiar when I saw you." He pointed at us and said the thing I hoped he wouldn't.

"You're the Jabbawockeez!"

Piper POV

"And, we're back." Calypso said as Jacob walked towards us. I learned our mysterious helpers' name is Jacob after he somehow got connected and called my mom's phone, asking for me. "Hey Jacob," he nodded and spoke. "You ready?" We nodded. "So, what'd you figure out?" I questioned. "They're there alright, and better than before. The four dance crews that faced them got eliminated without hesitation." "Did they take their masks off?" He shook his head at Calypso's question.

"They don't speak either, but they did point us out." He must've sensed our confusion because he spoke again. "I think the man hosting, knows them. Because on their first dance, they jumped off the stage and, well, humiliated us." "How?" Annabeth questioned. "Just humiliating us," he said.

"Did you see their eyes?" I questioned. He shook his head. "They were moving too much for us to see." He handed me a piece of paper. "The address is on there, as is the time we'll start." He started to turn away from us. "Wait! You didn't tell us what you wanted." Silena and everyone else stared at me like I was crazy.

He turned toward me and said the one thing I least expected. "Respect." We stared at him surprised. "The Olympians think because their powerful, they're in charge of the world." "They sort of are," Bianca said. His face wrinkled up in disgust. "No they aren't. Yes, they control some powerful things, but they don't rule the earth. They look down on people like me. The reason so many people are poor and homeless is because of the Olympians. I lost my home because of Zeus, who built 'Olympus' on my home. Now look where I live," he gestured to the worn down building we saw him walk in a week ago.

"I'm scraping by with what I got. I work two jobs, had to drop out of school to take care of my two little sisters. Their clothes ain't what you have, but it's better than what I'm wearing. My mom left us and became a woman who sells herself to other men for pleasure, to herself and men. My dad does drugs, he gets money and tries to give it to us, but I refuse. I don't know where and who he gets that money from," he said.

"People suffer because of the Olympians, the Jabbawockeez are included. Their kids are just like them, you look at us like we're ants beneath your boots. We struggle to survive, you don't. We lose loved ones to violence, you don't. If what you told me is true, the Jabbawockeez are children of the Olympians, they have every right to hate the Olympians. They had it worse than anyone else," he looked at me.

"How will the Jabbawockeez react to being discovered by those related to Olympians? Probably not good. I heard about that Travis kid knocking someone out with a thermos. Got to hit pretty hard. What I ask for, is not money, not power, but respect. Look at us in a different light, instead of seeing us as people who should respect you because of your heritage." He turned away from us.

"Next time you hear about the Olympians trying to tear down neighborhoods, speak to them about it, try to convince them their destroying the world instead of trying to help it."

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"Piper," mom looked at me. "Please be on your best behavior. Zeus invited all the Olympians children up to Olympus. And don't, whatever you do, do not bring up what I told you a week ago." I nodded, as did Silena, but Drew was checking her makeup, as always. "Right," she checked herself once over and pushed open the doors.

The room was grand, filled with photos of the Olympians' greatest accomplishments. I looked at saw Katie and Miranda sitting beside their mother, Demeter. Hazel and Bianca were sitting beside Hades, but I didn't see Nico anywhere. Annabeth was sitting beside Athena, Silena's boyfriend, Charles sitting beside Hephaestus and I saw Luke sitting beside Hermes, his nose was broken.

Probably from when Percy hit him in the nose with a basketball. I thought smirking as we sat down. I looked and saw the only Olympians who didn't have children sitting beside them were Hera, Poseidon, and Zeus. I looked at Zeus and Poseidon. Poseidon had raven black hair, a neatly trimmed beard, tan skin, and sea green eyes. Zeus had black hair, creamy white skin, and electric blue eyes.

I frowned. They look familiar, like I've seen them before. I held back a gasp, realizing why they look so familiar. Poseidon and Zeus are Jason and Percy's parents.

At least I know who their parents are. I looked at Hermes, Ares, and Hephaestus. Hermes is Travis and Connor's dad, obviously. So that only leaves Frank and Leo. I thought looking at Ares and Hephaestus. Leo is the latino elf, but he doesn't have Ares or Hephaestus muscular build. But he is always fidgeting with something, like Hephaestus. So Frank is Ares' son. I thought.

So Percy is a son of Poseidon, Jason is a son of Zeus, Frank is a son of Ares, Leo is a son of Hephaestus, and Travis and Connor are children of Hermes. I thought till Silena nudged me.

I looked at her and saw her toss her head to Poseidon and Zeus. "I know," I mouthed to her. "They're Percy and Jason's parents." My mom suddenly nudged me. "What?" I said confused. "Are you going to introduce yourself, dear?" I realized everyone was staring at me. "Uh, Piper," I said.

"Piper McLean." Poseidon raised an eyebrow. "You don't sound so sure." "She's new here Poseidon," Aphrodite said. He nodded, smiling. "Of course Aphrodite, you know me." "Where's Sally? I didn't see her." Poseidon's smile faded. "She's at home." Mom nodded, as if that's all she needed to know.

The dinner went smooth after that, I met three children of Apollo. Lee Fletcher, Michael Yew, and Will Solace. A daughter of Ares named Clarisse La Rue. Another son of Hermes named Chris Rodriguz and another son of Hephaestus named Jake Mason.

"So Hephaestus," Apollo said smirking. "I heard a fight erupted in your class," everyone looked at Hephaestus. Hephaestus shrugged. "Yes, a few months back." The conversation ended there for Hephaestus but not Apollo. "Come on," he said. "Tell us. Nothing interesting happens in your class." "And I like it that way," Hephaestus said.

"Unlike most of you in here, I take my job seriously." "As do I," Apollo said. "But unlike you, I can have a little fun. So what happened?" I had the feeling Apollo wasn't going to let it go. Hephaestus must've realized too because he sighed and spoke. "Henry got into a fight with Travis," Apollo nodded, gesturing for him to continue.

"Travis knocked him out." Artemis scowled. "Typical of a male, don't even bother to use their head." "I heard that Hephaestus," Apollo said. "But, I heard he knocked Henry out with a thermos," everyone stopped what they were doing and looked at Hephaestus. "Is that true?" Hephaestus nodded. "Hit him pretty hard, I'm surprised he didn't do any damage to Henry's brain." "Well," Apollo said.

"Either Henry has a really hard head, or Travis didn't hit him hard enough." "The thermos has a dent the size of a fist in it." Everyone stared at Hephaestus shocked. "Travis could've gave him a concussion, or he could've killed him." "But he didn't." "But he could've," Athena said looking at Apollo annoyed. "He should be kicked out of Half-Blood High, or better yet, prison." Apollo shook his head.

"Not possible." "And why not son of Leto?" Apollo glared at Athena. "Well, daughter of Metis," Athena's eye twitched. "Travis has a file that said he suffered mentally, physically, and emotionally. If he's ever attacked, it'll send him into some sort of panic. Like PTSD. Same goes for a Connor, Leo, Frank, Jason, and a Perseus." Poseidon, Ares, Zeus, Hephaestus, and Hermes froze. "No last names though." "What do they look like?" Everyone stared at Zeus confused, but I don't think he registered it.

"Tall, muscular, and good looking. Turning every girls head at Half-Blood High." "More details," Hermes said annoyed. Apollo looked at him confused. "Well, Travis and Connor are in your class. Perseus is in Poseidon's class. Jason and Frank along with Perseus are in Ares' class. Don't you know what they look like?" They shook their heads.

"They aren't very social," Hephaestus said. "They come to class, work, don't speak to anyone, then leave." Ares, Hermes, and Poseidon nodded. "Maybe it's because they're scared." Everyone looked at Hazel, who shrunk down in her chair. "I don't know Hazel," Apollo said. "That Travis kid didn't seem so scared when he knocked Henry out."

Hazel shook her head. "You said they suffered, mentally, physically, and emotionally." Apollo nodded. "Yes, but I don't see why they would be scared, though." "Because their scared they'll kill someone, so they talk to no one outside their small group. Because they think their unstable." Apollo smiled at her. "That makes perfect sense." "But still," Athena said.

"But that doesn't give them to be disrespectful," "But Hazel has a point," Apollo said. "The only thing I can think of that causes such aggression would be someone hurt them, bad. Made them watch and do terrible things. Then, later on in life, it rubbed off on them." "Can you help them?" Everyone stared at me surprised.

Apollo nodded. "Yes, but they have to tell a therapist first. Release all that pent up anger and pain. It isn't healthy. If they would like, I could help them personally." Artemis snorted and spoke. "How can you help them?" Apollo looked at her. "Because this is what I specialize in." "You can't help yourself," she said. "How, and why, would you help boys who are probably nothing? Living on the streets and doing drugs." Everyone stared at her shocked except for Hades, Demeter, Hera, and Apollo, all whom glared at her murderously.

Apollo's icy blue eyes were so cold I shivered.

"Because Arty," he picked up some mashed potatoes with his fork. "Unlike you, I help everyone. I help your Hunters all the time. Not once have I argued or protested." He flicked the fort towards her, sending the mash potatoes right into her face. "Boys, let's go," Apollo said standing up, his icy blue eyes were drilling holes into Artemis's head.

"We're going home." Lee, Michael, and Will must've sensed Apollo's anger and stood up, heading to the door with Apollo behind them. He slammed the doors so hard pictures on either side of the wall fell down, shattering and sending glass everywhere. Artemis wiped the mash potatoes off her face.

"You shouldn't have said that." Everyone looked at Hades. "And why not?" Artemis demanded. "It's not my fault he can't handle the truth." "You're going to regret it." "How?" Hades shrugged. "You'll need his help one day and you won't get it." Artemis snorted. "I never needed his help my whole life." "You keep telling yourself that." Artemis ignored him and spoke.

"Those boys are disrespectful, arrogant, and act like they want to burn down Half-Blood High," "You met them too?" Athena questioned looking at Artemis. She nodded. "They aren't keen on manners. That boy, Perseus, told me I was a no good little-" "Alright Artemis!" Zeus said quickly. Everyone had shocked expressions, except for Poseidon, who looked even more down. "My son would never be disrespectful," he whispered.

"To anyone." I don't think anyone heard him, but I certainly did. Leaving your son at the mercy of gangs can change someone Poseidon. I thought.

Percy POV

After we managed to get Nico to our place without him exposing us. We placed him on the couch, where he stared at us like we were gods. "So what do we do with him?" "You make it sound like we're going to kill him and hide his body Leo," I said looking at Nico, expecting to see him look at us scared, or at least plead, but he didn't.

He continued to stare at us with that same awed look he's had for the last forty five minutes. "Is this that feeling you were talking about Jason?" Jason shook his head. "Nope, this is unexpected." "Well, of course it is Jason," Connor said sarcastically. "None of us expected this." "Nico," I said slowly. "You didn't tell anyone what you discovered, right?" He shook his head furiously.

"No, but I can." "No!" I looked at Jason. We're at this fourteen year old's mercy. "Do you promise not to tell anyone what you discovered?" "I will," we sighed in relief. "If you tell me why you left and you show me one of your dances." "Are you trying to blackmail us kid?" Travis demanded. An idea came to me. "Nico," he looked at me.

"Our aunt is sick. We're going to be gone for a while, if you stay here and keep her company, we'll do whatever dance you ask." Everyone looked at me shocked. "Plus you tell me why you left." "No," I said. "That's personal. You do understand that term, right?" "I'm not stupid," he said annoyed. "Good," I said. "This makes it a lot easier." "What do you say, kid?" Travis questioned, tapping his foot impatiently.

"I want a mask." Connor exploded. "Listen kid," he said. "Percy already gave you a hat that you shouldn't even have. Now you're asking for a mask? I don't know if that's guts or stupidity." Everyone stared at him shocked. "I'm sorry," Nico said looking down. "It's just my sister always got mad at me because I always dreamed of meeting you guys. And I got a little excited..." He trailed off. "Well, your dream came true," Frank said.

"Don't worry about your sister," I said putting my hand on his shoulder. "You focus on yourself and don't worry about her." "And," Connor said. "We'll figure something out about the mask." I raised an eyebrow. "I'll watch over your aunt," Nico said. We smiled. "We'll be back in an hour," I said. "An hour and a half at the most." He nodded.

With that settled, we grabbed our beanies and masks and headed out the door.

Piper POV

I met up with Silena and her boyfriend in the living room after we got back from Olympus. "What's wrong Charlie," Silena questioned. "You've seemed distracted ever since we got back from Olympus." He looked at her and shook his head. "It's nothing Silena." "Well, it's something," she bumped his shoulder. "You can tell us." "It's just those names," he said.

"They sound very familiar." "How familiar?" I questioned. "Like I knew them familiar, Piper." He turned to look at me. "My father, Hephaestus, had another child a year after he had me. He named him Leo, I was slightly jealous that Hephaestus was more happy with Leo's mom than mine. When I met her, I understood why. She adopted me and we were happy. When we were twelve, Leo and our mom were messing around in the workshop while me and Hephaestus went to the store, grabbing a few car parts for a 74' Charger." He said it all in a daze, like he was rembering the happy times.

"A fire started in the workshop. Leo survived, but our mom didn't. After that," he shook his head. "Hephaestus always blamed Leo for what happened, and Leo believed it. A year after the incident, Leo started to run away. He would return, not because he wanted too, but because Zeus or the officials caught him. When I was sixteen, Hephaestus woke me up in the middle of the night. I asked him what we were doing, but he didn't answer, only told me to pack a few clothes. I did so, and we headed to the airport. Only then, did I realize Leo wasn't with us. I asked him where Leo was, but he didn't tell me till we reached New York. It never was the same after that. I hated him, for leaving Leo over there in California." We stared at Charles in shock. He's usually quiet and laidback. I never saw this side of him.

"I tried calling the house phone, but never got an answer. When I heard he had another son, Jake Mason, who was coming to live with us, I hated him even more. Three years later, I still haven't forgave him, and I never will till I find Leo." "Is that why you're so quiet?" Silena questioned. "Yes, but trust me, I was not quiet like I am now." "What if I told you," I said. "That Leo is alive."

I proceeded to tell him everything that we learned, and that Leo is probably apart of the best dance crew in America.

"So," he started. "You think Leo is apart of," "The Jabbawockeez," I said. "The Jabbawockeez, a legendary dance crew that all other dance crews hope to surpass?" We nodded. "Yep," I said. "It's the only thing that actually makes sense." He shook his head. "We're going to see them, if you want to come." "And how exactly are you going to do that?" He questioned.

"No one has seen the Jabbawockeez for the last three years." "It's complicated," I said. "Do you want to come or not?" "I guess, Silena." The doorbell rang. "There's Jacob," I said standing up. "Jacob," Silena said surprised, pulling him up from the couch. "Why is Jacob here?" "Who is Jacob?" Charles said, looking at us suspiciously.

"It isn't like that Charlie," Silena said rolling her eyes. "He's helping us discover who the Jabbawockeez really are. If we see their faces, and it is who we think it is, it'll solve everything." "And if they aren't who you think they are?" "Then we wasted three months of our lives for nothing," I said opening the door and seeing Jacob and a few others behind him, but also my friends.

"We picked them up first," Jacob said. "Wasn't very hard to find them." He pointed to about five people behind him. "These are my crew. This is Austin, Derek, Chase, Casey, and Hector." He pointed at each one as he named them off. "Hi guys," I smiled at them. "I know I probably told you this a hundred times," I said. "But, thank you for helping us." They waved it of.

"Don't worry about it," Austin said. "You're helping-" "I know, I know," I said rolling my eyes. "We're helping you more than you are us." They smiled. "We picked you up last," Jacob said. "Because you live closer to our destination, so we'll walk from here." I nodded, grabbing my jacket and walking out the door with Silena and Charles behind me. "Charlie, this is Jacob," Silena said pointing at Jacob. "Jacob, this is my boyfriend, Charles Beckendorf." Jacob shook Charles's hand.

"Nice to meet you Charles." "Likewise." "Are you coming along?" Charles nodded. "They said my brother is probably part of this group. I want to find out myself." Jacob nodded and started to walk down the sidewalk while we followed. "What's his name," Jacob said. "Your brother?" "Leo," Charles said. "Leo Valdez."

Charles and Jacob really kicked it off. For the next thirty minutes, they talked about dance and cars. "Will they ever shut up?" Zoe said annoyed. "We should've drove," Katie said wrapping her jacket around her. "It's starting to get cold." We stopped in front of a warehouse. "Stick close to us," Jacob said. "No one will hurt you, nor touch you." "Then why do we need to stick close to you?" Jacob looked at Zoe.

"Because it's going to get very crowded fast. Plus you've never been here. People will notice, plus you might want to wear your hoods." "Why?" I questioned. "Because your clothes sort of scream, 'Olympians'. It's a good thing you all wore jeans. People here aren't really warm to anything that includes Olympians." On that happy note, he pushed open the door, which sweaked.

Inside was what the inside a normal living room would look like, but there was one of those elevator that miners use in the corner that looked like it hasn't ran in years. "That's our ride down." We looked at him shocked. "That," Calypso pointed at the elevator. "Is our ride down?" He nodded.

"No," Silena shook her head. "If we get in that, we'll most likely die." "We thought the same thing," he said. "But it's stable. We've seen it hold twenty to thirty people. We'll be fine." He stepped into the elevator, as did the Phantoms. "Coming?" I really didn't want to, but my curiosity to discover the Jabbawockeez over came me, I stepped into the elevator.

"Come on," I said looking at them. "The sooner you get in, the faster it'll be over." They didn't move. I decided to try a different approach. "Fine," I said. "Stay here. If you get caught for trespassing, don't blame us." That did it. "I can't believe we're doing this," Silena muttered as she stepped into the elevator. "Ready?" Jacob questioned. "No," Silena said. He pressed the down button. "Are you sure this wil work?" Silena questioned nervously as we went down. He nodded.

"Of course, would I let you get in a elevator that wouldn't work?" She didn't say anything. For the next five minutes, we stared at solid concrete till Hazel spoke. "Do you hear that?" We looked at her confused. "Hear what Hazel?" Calypso questioned. "It sounds like-" "Chanting," Zoe said confused. Hazel nodded. "We're here," Jacob said.

I opened my mouth to speak, but the sudden lights blinded me. I covered my eyes. "Piper!" I opened my eyes and gasped. "No way," I said breathless. "This is impossible," Annabeth said looking around in shock. "There's no way this is all underground." "Believe it daughter of Athena," Jacob said stepping out of the elevator.

"Come on," he said. "We're already late." "Where are we going?" I questioned. "To the chanting. Stick close." We followed him and the Phantoms through the crowd. Thankfully, not many people paid attention to us, focusing on their drinks or were heading in the direction of the chanting. Those that did look at us shot us a couple suspicious looks.

"How is this possible?" Annabeth questioned as Jacob pushed past people. "How is this underground?" "No one knows Annabeth," Silena said annoyed. "But just leave it alone." Jacob finally got to the front of the crowd, where people stood in a circle, screaming and chanting. "Now we know why they're chanting," Calypso said looking at the six figures in the middle.

They were in three groups of two. They wore camo jeans, gray hoodies, black beanies, white masks and white gloves. "The Jabbawockeez," I said in amazement. "They're really here." The two shortest of them were sitting on the ground back to back. The other four were standing up, leaning against one another.

"Phantoms!" A voice thundered, making me jump. "Your late," Jacob nodded. "We apologize Derek," he said. "We got caught up." A man walked off the stage, holding a microphone to his mouth as he walked to the Jabbawockeez. I blushed in embarrassment when I realized his voice was loud because of a microphone. "You wasted much of the Jabbawockeez's time." He put his hand on one of their shoulders.

"They haven't moved a inch," Katie said. "I wonder how long they've been like that." Derek gestured Jacob forward. "Come here Phantoms," Jacob turned toward us. "Avoid getting seen." Before anyone could speak, they walked forward.

"Ladies and gentlemen," everyone's chatter slowly died down. Jacob and the Phantoms stood on one side of Derek while the Jabbawockeez stood on the other side, still as a stone. "These two crews, have risen above the rest. Sending each crew home defeated." He looked at the Phantoms for a while before turning to the stone still Jabbawockeez.

"So," he scanned the crowd. "Jabbawockeez," they all turned their heads toward him in sync. "Since the Phantoms were late, I'll let you choose." The two shortest tilted their heads slightly. "Do you want to dance or not?" My eyes widened. Please dance. I thought. Please. "You choose Jabbawockeez." They stood there for a while before connecting their fists and going into a bow.

The crowd cheered while Derek smirked. "Alright," he turned to the crowd. "Make some room everybody!" Everyone quickly backed up, creating a wide circle for the two dance crews. "You're up Jabbawockeez!" Jacob and his dance crew backed up slightly as the Jabbawockeez got into a V formation. The two tallest were in the back, the second tallest were next, then so forth, the smallest stood in the middle.

"Kendrick Lamar, Humble!" The crowd screamed louder as the lights dimmed slightly. "Here we go," I muttered as the music started to began.

I understood from rumors and stuff in the newspaper the Jabbawockeez were good, but this, it was incredible, almost like it was art. "Beautiful," Calypso breathed. "I've never seen anything like it."

For the next thirty minutes, we watched in shock and awe at the Jabbawockeez. "Alright everybody," Derek stood in between the Phantoms and the Jabbawockeez. "Now it's time to pick who's the winner. Phantoms," the crowd cheered loudly. "Pretty good," he said nodding his head. "Pretty good." He suddenly smirked. "Jabbawockeez," the crowd screamed, chanting Jabbawockeez over and over again. Derek grinned.

"The Jabbawockeez are the winners!" Everyone cheered while he turned toward Jacob. "Sorry Phantoms," they shrugged. "Maybe you'll get it next time."
"We gave it our best," he said. "There's always going to be another time." He looked at me and nodded before disappearing into the crowd while the rest of the Phantoms followed his lead. The crowd surrounded the Jabbawockeez, clapping them on the shoulders and were taking photos.

The shortest turned towards us and froze. "Let's go," I pushed through the crowd, trying to reach him with everyone else following my lead. He whipped around and tapped another on the shoulder furiously. He spun around, looking at us. The lights got brighter and I caught a glimpse of sea green eyes looking at me, filled with shock and disbelief.

They made for the exit, shoving past people. "Piper come on," Silena tugged on my arm, but I didn't move. "We need to catch them before they get away." "There's no need to," I said. "What are you talking about?" She questioned.

I looked at her. "We already know who they are," I said. "We'll confront them at school tomorrow." "How do you know that?" Katie questioned. "I just do," I said. "Trust me, let's get out of here." Everyone nodded. "That would be the best idea," Calypso said looking at her sister. "If Zoë's here any longer, she'll start ripping every boy's arm off." Everyone nodded their agreement.

Together, we made our way back to the elevators.

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