Percy leaned against the center pillar, still looking queasy. 

"How about we wait a few minutes before leaving?" he suggested. Doctor shrugged and snapped his fingers again, slamming the double doors. Sydney and Brookeira were trying to revive Joan, who was still uncouncious, while Eragon staggered about in dizzy circles. All in all, it was probably the strangest thing you'll ever see, what wtih everybody else doing their own thing which I don't care to describe at the moment. After a while (a very, very long while...) Everyone was all set. Doctor snapped for a third time, and they crept out the door single file, careful not to make a sound.

"Well, it's about time!" Declared a voice behind them, causing them to shriek and whirl around. There were Dragon and Saphira, looking very well rested. Eragon rolled his eyes and waved Saphira over. They continued. The TARDIS had landed in a tunnel leading into the center of the volcano. Once they got to the end, they almost turned and went back .But they didn't. Hundreds of monsters milled on a ledge aroung the bubbling pit of doom. There were zombies, cyclopses, some of those evil centaurs, even two of the gorgons, Stheno and Eureil, were there, Stheno still with that ridiculous tray of free samples. But the worst were the thrones. Twelve thrones at the end of the cavern oppositer the TARDIS team. Cold, hard, and angular, they were carved with some sort of black diamond and a quartz symbol at the top of the high back, apparently designating one throne to each Titan. And there were the thigs sitting in the thrones. Twelve of them. But the weird thing was, they weren't going about with their evil bidding, they seemed to be just hanging out. They lounged, chatted, even played with a set of those Jumbo playing cards.

Then Kronos met eyes with Percy. "Well, well! Would you look at that, Iapetus! Look who came to visit!" Then he stood up and crushed them all.

Percy woke with a start, gasping from his night mare. Team TARDIS frowned at him with concern.

"Wha- what happened?" He gasped. Sydney shrugged.

"You saw Kronos and passed out, but I was able to use some of my magic to help you." A pattering sound disturbs them and they look up to see a cat.

"What are you doing here?" She hissed. "I came so no one else would have to!" Cloudtail and Whisper stared. Percy could almost hear the angel choirs going off in their heads. AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!! (Just imagine that it sounds angelic) Black cat, sleek, tiny paws, green eyes, feathery fur, they immedeatly started showing off in their adorable kitty way. The new cat ignored them. 

"I'm Starless." She announced. "And I think we're supposed to fight together."  

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Well, can you still add me anyways? I would really like it. 

(ps, I have long brown hair and glasses)

PPs, Chapcha says buzr! Wer'e not on a game show! 

Keep going TARDISrider! You are making me laugh SO HARD!!!!!!! :) I absolutely love this story!! 

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OK, guys, I'm going to be honest with you: first of all, thank you so much for reading and taking part in the story. It's really made me happy. Second, I just started school, so I might not post as often, plus my family got me into an AMAZING tv show, so I will probably spend a lot of my free time watching that, because I simply MUST. KNOW. I still love it here and all, I just want to finish that show. Thirdly, I really have no clue how they will defeat team Titan, so I may unintentionally stall for a really long time. Like now, for instance, I have no clue what to write next, so I'm posting this.

Sorry if I was sorta blunt and if I won't post very often, but school is promising to be SUPER busy this year. (I literally just finished a book, I had to read it for three hours straight so that I could finish it before tomorrow.)

I'll post more in the near/not to distant future. 

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The Doctor whips out his green lightsaber-thingymabob and points it at the row of black thrones.

"What is that?" demands Starless, whom Cloudtail and Whisper are still trying to impress.

"It's a sonic screwdriver. Do your research!" With a flick of his wrist, it extends. He examines it as if reading a difficult to understand book.

"Hm. Strong creatures, very strong. Very few weaknesses."

"Well, what are their weaknesses?" urges St. Owl, growing very imapatient.

"Oh, you know, since they're not in their original forms, their bodies are weaker. So, usual things: Being buried alive, lava, and spaghetti sauce."

"Spaghetti sauce?" Sydney raises a skeptical eyebrow.

"Of course! Titans hate spaghetti sauce! Everybody knows that!" There's a synchronized sigh of irritation among team TARDIS.

"Well, then," suggests Joan, "why not just zip over to Walmart and grab a jar, and we can get this whole thing over with?" Doctor frowns.

"It's a certain type of spaghetti sauce that was discontinued ten years ago." Everybody groans.

"You are positive that you can't fix the timey traveler?" questions Percy for the thirtieth time.

"Absolutely!" Dancer shrugs.

"Only one thing to do, then."

"I don't how we can manage to bury them alive," mutters Aragorn thoughtfully. Dragon, who had had the same thought as Dancer, rolls her eyes.

"The floor is lava, people."

"Well, technically it's magma," counters the Doctor.

"Doctor!" everybody shouts.

"Will it work to dissolve them?" insists Eragon.

"Well, their bodies, in this world, yeah, but their consciousnesses and bodies in the other worlds will still continue to live. I doubt they'll be able to relive here, though." 

"It'll have to do," announces Sydney.

Once inside the TARDIS, she pick up a pen and notepad.

"Ok, Percy, since they've had trouble with you before, you will probably be their main focus, so We'll put you here..."

Sorry it took so long for me to post! 

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Percy takes a deep breath and whispers into his walkie talkie.

"Confirm positions?" he hisses. St. Owl's voice comes on.

"We're not in the FBI, Percy. You can use complete sentences."

"Confirm positions sounds cool!" complains the Doctor.

"Shut up, Doctor," sighs Sydney.

"Position confirmed," retorts the Doctor, stubbornly. 

"Confirmed," echoes St.

"Ditto," yawns Starless, who seems to be having trouble pressing the button to send the message. The boys are more than happy to help. After the positions have all been confirmed, Percy steps into the light.

"Well, well, well, Kronos!" he shouts, his voice shaking. "W-we'd thought you'd been k-k-killed by a thirt-t-een year old boy!" Kronos looks up. Instantly, his look of pleasure vanishes. He and all his siblings stand up.

"Puny mortal!" he roars. "I will crush you!"

"Yeah, j-just like you crushed me last time!" He tries to indiscretly press the walkie talkie as the Titans storm towards him.

"Any minute now, would be nice! Like NOW!!"

"AAAh, we may have had a teensy, weensy, itty, bitty, little, wittle misshap?" suggests Joan.

"Then fix it!" growls Eragon, speaking for Saphira. Then, everything is a blur. Three cats leap out at the legs of the huge beings, clawing and hissing like the demon-possesed feline I once owned. Then comes Shadow Dancer with a sword, melting from the shadows and slashing at their legs. Joan, Sydney, and the Doctor wield lasso-launchers, ensnaring the Titans in their extra strength rope. Then Eragon comes flying in on Saphira and Dragonrider on Shadow Dragon. They smash into the ground, sending a tremor through the volcano. Dragonrider jumps off and starts herding everyone towards the dragons or the TARDIS. The dragons fly up through the crater and then back down again, sending another quake through the room. The ledge starts crumbling a bit. 

"One more time!" bellows Aragorn, who everyone agreed should stay in the TARDIS for a quick escape, and because he has a wife. Up, and down, and the floor vanishes. The dragons fly away with a few people on their backs, while the majority of the team floods the TARDIS.

"Now, now, pull it NOW!" Doctor screams, referring to the lever Aragorn had his hand rested on. He yanks it with all his might and the vehicle flies away, leaving behind only the enraged yells of the Titans and their minions. All is quiet in the control room. Finally Percy looks up.

"What was the problem?" 

Top! And, we just defeated the Titans. That's pretty impressive.

Where to next? Narnia? Kyrria and Ayortha? Fairy Tales? A musical? A movie? A book? 

If you can't tell, I'm very excited to visit fantasy worlds.

Fflewddur says ocip. A sip? Of what? Apple cider, bat's milk, grape juice, eggnog...ostumo? Fflewddur, you can't have ostumo without me!

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The Doctor yanked at some levers and pushed some buttons, breaking off a lever as he vigerously tugged it.

"Oops." He looked up and shouted "Sorry!" at no one in particular. Aragorn glanced nervously at the sparks emitting from the damaged control panel.

"So I hear that we're going beck to Gondor?" he inquired hopefully. The Doctor nodded distractedly as he duct-taped the lever back on. The TARDIS moaned in complaint, but eventually quieted down.

"There's just one more person we need to pick up." The TARDIS wheezes to a stop. Doctor turns around gravely.

"Everybody brace yourselves. This is gonna be weird." Everyone stepped slowly outside and gasped.

"What is it?" breathed St. Owl, eyes wide.

"The CBer Universe. This is where I came to pick you up. This is the vortex that swallowed Aragorn. This," he waved his hand dramatically, "is what created this story." In front of them is a huge black hole among the many stars of the internet. Colors, ever changing, edge the void like feathers swirling on a pinwheel. Voices stream from it.

"Harry Potter toatally..."

"Down with Percy Jackson..." (Percy screamed with shock at this)

"But that's not the point..."

"But he was dead..."

Sydney stared in awe.

"We have to step through it, don't we?" she whispered.

"Yes. The dragons and everybody on them are already is there." He takes a deep breath. "Everybody stay close to me. I don't want you ending up on some back page of the Blab About Books." Everyone held hands and jumped. It felt like they were being flipped over, burned, and bent in half all at once. Finally, they landed on their feet in a white expanse of... well, it was hard to say. They saw windows, through which they could see all of their past adventures.

"This is our thread, isn't it?" whimpered Joan.

"Whatever you do, don't look your other selves in the eye. The paradox will be unimaginable. Ah, here we are." Doctor taps the shoulder of a girl with brown hair. She turns around and pushes her glasses up.

"Took you look enough," she observed.

"Yeah, sorry about that, Amy, but I figured that we should just finish up one world first before we move on to Gondor. But, we're here now, so lessago!!" He turns and dashes off, leaping through the vortex without a second thought. All of team TARDIS follows. They find themselves on the TARDIS with all the rest of the team. The Doctor is energetically pulling levers and switches.

"Off to Gondor!" 

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