~Ten months later above, 100 years in hell~

-Tartarus-

"Now that you both have mastered combat skills, my children it is time to practice your powers." Tartarus said. 

As Tartarus watched his children practice skills they need to know, he thought about a war that is to come. 

-Camp Half-Blood-

"It's been ten months Frank. I'm sure Hazel is in a better place." Annabeth said as she tried to comfort Frank. Frank nodded. 

"Do you regret not defending Percy?" Frank asked his worried friend.  

"At times. But it's for the best. I know this." She said. Frank nodded again. They sat in the Big House. It was nine pm and they both knew that one day Percy was going to be back. 

//Sorry that it is short. Next one will be longer. I promise.//