"Ah friggin' Otrera. I can't believe this." Percy grumbled.

"How many are there?" Atalanta asked, checking her quiver. Atalanta and Phoebe both immediately climbed down either side of the building whereas Percy just jumped straight to the paving below. He still didn't have his wings out, which he found strange that neither of the girls had questioned him on, and his new armor. They'd probably just save their questions for later, right now however, they were all business.

"About a bajillion." Percy replied unhappily.

"Damn it!" Phoebe cursed.

"A bajillion gay little copy cats." Percy continued.

"What?" They both looked at him in confusion. He pointed towards the new addition to the reception of the company. Two identical tesla towers, designed to intimate people.

"I wasn't the inventor of lightning bolts but I was the first to recognize it's potential as an awesome deterrent." Percy continued to ramble.

"Pretty sure that was Zeus, Jackson." Phoebe said, trying to get his attention. Both of the girls had a genuine smile on their faces because of him though.

"The tactical lightning bolt, Phoebe!" Percy splayed his hands out, a rogue fork of lightning struck a building far behind them.

"Percy." Atalanta folded her arms sternly but the grin on her face proved that they were being just as amused by his antics as anyone else would have been right now.

"The tactlebolt!" Percy finished. The moment his words were complete several plates of armor run straight up from his neck piece and formed a platinum helmet that formed a half skull

He then ran full speed at the door that had been firmly shut. Kinzie was watching with a grin from behind her desk as Percy jumped through the glass door that was left closed and rolled on the floor into a combat ready position. The girls soon followed through the door that had been left open to let a nice breeze in.

"Wow, you girls are stealthy how did you do that with no noise?" Percy asked. He was clearly oblivious to the fact that one of the doors had been left open.

"One of the doors was open Percy, you didn't need to break through the other one." Atalanta told him, practically on the floor with laughter.

"Are you going to pay for that door?" Kinzie asked half assedly as she pointed her pen at the shattered glass everywhere.

"Not even slightly." Percy told her in deadpan.

"OK." Kiznie whimpered again. Phoebe gave Percy a look.

'I think she fancies me.' Percy reached out to Phoebe's mind. She looked surprised at first before she nodded solemnly.

Atalanta noticed their shared look and walked over to the desk, "Hey, what'cha writing down there?" She asked with a grin more evil than Tartarus.

"NO!" Kinzie screamed as she tried to cover it, but she was nowhere near as fast as the multiple millennia old hunter. Atalanta scooped up the pad with the writing all over it and burst into laughter before she gave it back to Kinzie who was red with embarrassment.

"Do I want to know?" Percy queried cautiously.

"No, but Lady Diana will, she'll be teasing you over this for decades." Atalanta grinned again.

"Whatever. Kinzie, I assume the queen's haven't started fighting yet have they? You'd probably have been disposed of if they had to be fair." Percy started talking again. He rolled down the metal plates on his armor, exposing his face. Kinzie looked away at first.

"No, that happens tonight. Your friends have all been captured though. They're being held in-" She started to explain.

"Doesn't matter. Otrera seems to know we're here anyway. Well, I guess stealth has gone out the door." Percy answered glumly.

"Stealth went out of the door the moment you smashed it an tripped the alarms dumbass." Phoebe laughed. They weren't taking the threat seriously. Squads of amazons quickly filled the room.

"Well, here we go. Ladies, ask yourselves, do you really want to fight against me? In about three seconds I'm going to brandish a pair of identical axes, one given to me by Odin, the other by Chaos. I can throw these bad boys so hard that they can cut clean through a redwood like it was hot butter and I promise that I never miss." He laughed like a maniac and did exactly as he had promised he would do. Many backed up at the sight of Yggdrasil and Baninir, sitting comfortably in his hands. A few of Otrera's guard had even left. He assumed that the ones who left were siding with Hylla still.

"No? OK then, plan B." Percy said in defeat. He extended his hand and a white light beamed out of his open palm. The warriors all fell to the floor like ragdolls.

"Percy what did you just do?" Atalanta asked with worry.

"Paralyzed them. They'll regain control of their bodies in about an hour. I didn't want to do anything to harm them." Percy explained.

"If you have THIS much power, then why did you want to bring us?" Phoebe growled.

"I thought you'd be bored at the camp. I know that Artemis isn't going to sanction any decent hunts until this trouble is over. You've both been training for eons, I don't see how training will still hold the thrill anymore. So here we are, going to new places and threatening new people!" Percy explained jovially. The hunters exchanged looks.

"I like this new Perseus. Don't change back." Phoebe told him before the four of them marched off.

"If we can get to Otrera, then I can solve this problem. Hunters hold still." Percy moved ahead before turning around. He held out his hands and they all watched as the air shimmered. From the feet upwards, Amazon's battle uniform formed around their hunter's uniform. It would be hot and clammy for the first part of his plan but then they'd be able to shed it.

"OK, pretend you're defecting to Otrera's side." Percy pointed at Kinzie.

"Pretend to be Amazons, obviously." Percy pointed at the two hunters. He lazily waved his hand over his own armor and it shimmered into a hoodie and jeans mix.

"Converse? Really?" Kinzie asked incredulously.

"They're comfy." Percy shrugged. Let's go, prisoner of war style." Percy grinned as real chains were put on his wrists. To break from the weak metal links he would literally just have to have pulled his hands away from each other.

Some minutes later and they were at the throne room. Hylla looked bored and managed to mask her surprise when they all entered the throne room. Otrera was busy threatening Hylla.

'The girls are with me, their names are Atalanta and Phoebe, go along with this, I'm helping you out.' Percy explained to Hylla through his incredible powers of empathic psychokinesis. It was a very complex process that involved making the recipient understand the feelings of the one with the power in order to form words inside one's mind.

"Who are you, these aren't my warriors." Otrera turned to the interruption with disgust.

"This is Phoebe and Atalanta, they're new. What have you brought me girls?" Hylla stood from her throne. A testy hand on her dagger as if expecting trouble.

"An idiot. He broke our front door." Phoebe said, very badly hiding her smile.

"I get that you're not joking about that. Why did your break our door?" Hylla turned to Percy, actually questioning him.

He stepped forwards and broke free of his chains.

"I thought the doors were locked." He chuckled, "Turns out the other door was actually fully open." He shook his head, entertained by his own theatrics.

"WHO IS THIS!?" Otrera demanded, not happy with being ignored.

"So, yeah, I'm still not paying for the door Hylla, Queen of the Amazons, so about those reinforcements for Camp Jupiter?" He asked her. Hylla had a grin plastered on her face at Otrera's reddened expression.

"Answer me demi-god scum!" Otrera screamed.

"Oh hello, I'm the guy NOT judging you on your appearance." Percy told her sarcastically.

"Your disrespect has sealed your place in Tartarus!" Otrera charged at him.

"Hold on guys, this is going to take me a minute." Percy grinned, getting to the reason that they came here in the first place.