"Keep your hips engaged and make sure you follow through." I said to Peter. "Having good form will help ensure you don't hurt yourself."

"Like that?" Peter repeated the motion, this time making the corrections. He looked exhausted. He likely couldn't go much longer.

"Perfect!" I clapped my hands together just as the bell rang. "Great timing too; you ready to go to the tower?"

The training of Peter Parker—via me—not only to hide his Spider Man abilities but fight with his hands and feet has been going better than I expected. The boy is stronger than he's been letting on. I'm not sure he even knows his limitations. He goes way too easy on his opponents. It took a while to convince him he could go as hard as he could with me and I'd be fine.

"Yeah." Peter said in relief. "I've never been so tired." He was sweating buckets. He bent over to put his hands on his knees, breathing heavily.

"It's a good thing I came along, how long has it been since you've been pushed to your limits?"

"Well...a building fell on me once."

"Really? So a test of strength, what about skill?" I asked, curious.

"Uuhh..."

"That's what I thought. Now get over it fast because Cap mentioned taking the team out for a training activity."

Peter groaned.

"My lord!"

Now I groaned. "What is it, Michael?" I turned to see one of my longest friends, Michael Yew—also known as Shooter (a nickname he used before we were revealed to have been alive again. Mine was Ariston)— running up to me in the middle of the high school gym.

"Nico sent me to get you and Luke." He said by way of explanation. "He said something about Leo and Beckendorf fighting over something in the forge."

I sighed long-sufferingly but then perked up. "They're visiting?"

"Huh?" Michael was momentarily confused. "Oh, yeah, did Nico not tell you? Tartarus is there too."

"Let's go." I grabbed Peter's hand then Michael's. "Luke! Get your sorry -podex- up and going! We're going to base!"

Luke had been playing with a Stark phone he'd gotten off of said Stark in the corner of the gym the entire time I'd been teaching Peter. He's been fixated on some kind of game with a slingshot and birds.

"Coming! Wait—base? Why?"

"Just get over here!" I said, coming to a stop at the gym door. I waited impatiently for Luke to join us then grabbed the handle while concentrating on my powers somewhat. As I opened the doors, Peter gasped in awe. The other side of the doors was not a high school hallway but a bright and sunny beach. There was no other location that I was able to do that with as it turns out. Unfortunate, because it's a really handy trick.

"Welcome to Ogygia!" I said cheerfully. "The base of my operations and central point of my powers while I'm on earth."

It was nice to be back. My powers recharge here to a level that I don't feel anywhere else. Even at the demigod camps, as they are part of my domains. This island is different. It is my turf, my center. I feel at home here more than I do anywhere in the universe.

"Woah." Peter said, looking around as he walked through the doors. Said doors now an entrance to a small bungalow that was were the hunt gathered to eat.

"How did you—wait, Ogygia? Isn't that where Odysseus met Calypso?"

"I'm impressed, you know your Greek mythology." I smiled down at him.

He smiled shyly. "I researched as much as I could after I met you for the first time."

I smiled again as I led the way along the beach. "Ogygia was indeed Calypso's island, but is no longer." I started. "It is quite the tale; I will tell you as we head over to meet my brother."

"My lord, Leo and Beckendorf." Michael reminded me wearily.

"Yes, them too." I waved my hand. "And stop calling me that."

"Yes, boss."

I sighed. "It all started on one of those very lazy days in the Rocky Mountains..."

-        —            -        —

I was relaxing in a hot springs we'd found that hadn't been commandeered by civilization yet when Travis Stoll came running, calling frantically for me.

"Percy! Percy!"

He wasn't calling me 'boss' or anything so I knew it had to be serious. I leapt out of the hot pool, immediately in my armor and Riptide in my hand. I thought maybe we were under attack by some kind of monster army. "Travis?" What is it?" I met him at the end of the trail. He was wide eyed with concern.

"It's Leo!"

"Where?"

"Infirmary."

I grabbed his arm and flashed to the infirmary.

"Percy," Will said, relieved. "I can't figure out what it is behind the fact that it's some kind of curse."

Leo was lying on the bed, covered in sweat, but his lips were turning blue as if he was freezing. He was shivering, yet his fingers looked as if they were being burned to a crisp. It was a whole slew of symptoms that contradicted each other.

I stared in horror for a moment or two. "He looks like he's imploding."

Will nodded. "Effect of whatever curse he's under. It came on quite suddenly. We were sitting next to the fire, reminiscing on old times when he suddenly seized up."

"None of the monsters we've come across recently could have done this." I stated, at a loss for an explanation. Kneeling next to him, I put my hands over his body and closed my eyes. My powers over creativity only barely included curses. But as I analyzed him with my powers, I realized it wasn't just a curse.

"Leo?" I started.

"Per-Percy?" He said through shivers.

"Can you think of an oath on the Styx you've not completed?"

Leo closed his eyes and threw his head back in frustration. "I sw-swore t-to C-Ca-Calypso I'd f-fr-free her."

I sighed. "And you have no intention of fulfilling that promise."

Leo's eyes darkened even through his pain. "No."

Upon my death and betrayal, we'd discovered that Calypso had cursed me, resulting in the betrayal of the gods and Annabeth. Leo was understandably upset on my behalf and apparently made the decision to never see her again.

But I hadn't realized he still had an oath to complete.

"Leo, you must." I insisted.

"I'd r-rath-rather die."

"At this rate, you will!" Will said, on the verge of panicking. "Please, Leo!"

"I am able to go there now whenever I want." I said. "I will go get her."

"No!"

"Leo, you need to fulfill your oath!" Travis exclaimed.

"Percy couldn't complete it for him anyways." Will said. "Leo made the oath, he needs to be the one to do it. Even if Percy is responsible for Leo in the way a medieval lord is for their vassals."

"What was your exact wording?" I asked, hoping for another way.

"'I'm co-coming b-back f-for yo-you, Cal-Calypso, I sw-swear—"

"Then you don't need to free her, just go back to her!" I interrupted. "We'll take you there, say hi, bye, and leave! You didn't say anything about staying or freeing her, did you?"

"N-No."

"Perfect," Will started grabbing a few supplies. "We can go once I'm ready."

"No!"

"Leo, stop saying that word, Will's coming. He's the healer; you don't argue with the healer." I said.

"F-fine."

When we got there, we met a very different Calypso than either of us remembered. She was spiteful and refused to let us leave without a fight.

-        —            -        —

"She was very rusty though, so fighting her was a piece of cake." Michael spoke up. "Hadn't fought anyone in over a millennia."

"You weren't even the one to fight her!" I said, slightly offended. Michael only stuck his tongue out at me.

"After we subdued her in Celestial Bronze, we faced our real challenge." Luke piped in. "We had no idea what to do with her because we realized Percy's powers had increased exponentially the instant we arrived and we knew there was no way we were going to just leave that."

"What -did- you do with her?" Peter asked.

"We called my father." I said. "She is now on a different planet where Dad puts the beings he doesn't want to deal with."

"Woah, your dad has a jail planet?" Peter said. "You sure it isn't this one?"

"He prefers to call it a rehab planet." I said, choosing to ignore Peter's comment about my father's favorite planet. "Oh, look, it's the forge! Michael, you said Tartarus and Beckendorf were here?"

"No, he said Leo and Beckendorf were fighting over the designs for the new armor, -right-?" Nico's -very- perturbed voice came from around the building.

"Of course I did!" Michael protested. He pointed an accusing finger at me. "He just hyper focused on the fact that Tartarus and the Chaos team were visiting."

"Information that was not relayed to me." I said pointedly, crossing my arms over my chest.

Nico lost all perturbedness and waved his hand sheepishly. "They showed up after my last report."

"Which was five days ago."

"And they showed up yesterday." Michael added.

"Percy!" Tartarus embraced me from behind, lifting me off the ground. "It's been too long! What have you been up to?"

"Tartarus!" I choked out. "Too tight!"

"Oops." He said, not releasing me in the slightest.

"My Lord Tartarus, please release your brother." Nico said. "I need him to resolve an argument between Leo and Charles."

"Fine." He finally dropped me and I sucked in a huge breath of air. "Who's this?"

"Peter Parker, also known as Spider Man." Luke said, distracted by the phone again. "What is wrong with my game?" He shook the phone and tapped it hard on the screen.

"We don't have internet on this part of the island." Michael said flatly.

"Oh." Luke wandered away to wherever the island got Wi-Fi.

"You are hanging out with the Avengers?" Tartarus asked, interested. "Can I come back along with you when you finish here?"

"Of course!" I said. "We're having some kind of team activity, you can help me see how they work all together."

"Great! Now come fix our builders!" Nico said, exasperated.