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THIRD PERSON POINT OF VIEW:

Upon arriving, Chaos quickly walked towards the throne room to meet up with the Fates. They need to hurry up before the soul of the boy reaches the underworld. Chaos was saying the truth when she said the soul of the boy would never reach the underworld, but..... only if they can snatch his soul before he arrive in front of the underworld council of judgment.

She nodded her head to the guards as a greeting when they went to open the palace door for her. Arriving at the throne room, Chaos saw three figures sitting at the stairs leading up to her throne. Noticing her arrival, the fates stood and bowed to her "Mother"

Chaos smiled, she really is proud to call them her own. Many thought that the fates were a part of the titan council once, or maybe even a part of the council of the Gods, but the truth is that they are not a part of any council, for they are one of the children Chaos, one of the most powerful actually.

Sadly, the domains that Chaos bestowed upon them at birth was being the final judge, the one who will decide what will happen in the future, and seeing as this is a huge and important role, the power split itself into three to accommodate the triplets.

As a mother, Chaos never wanted to bestow such power to her children; she never wanted to see her children suffer from something that she could have solved. As a mother, she never wanted to see her children be hated for doing their job. But when the fates were born, a war was brewing and she was needed, knowing that she was fighting a lost battle, she gave the power of destiny to her triplets to turn the tides of the battle.

Chaos was still weak from giving birth at that time and thus, she didn't have a choice but to give and do what she can to save her people from the wrath of the rebels. The fates at first, hated her to the core of their souls. They thought that Chaos used them to win the battle; they thought that she doesn't care for them, but they soon realize that they were being childish. They were the fates, they saw the future or what will become of it, but they can also see remnants of the past. They realized that their mother never intended to give them the power to change and alter destiny as they please.

Knowing of what will become of their mother if they can't let go of their grudge and grief, the fates decided to talk it out with their mother, and they soon realized that their mother did indeed love them, she was just doing what she can to protect her family and people. They forgave their mother and accepted that they can never outrun their destiny to change their powers.

"Children, it is nice to see you again. But I believe we must hurry, Perseus' soul is nearing the underworld" Chaos said while making the body of the hero appear beside her. The fates nodded and each held a palm up, making a broken golden string appear in front of them. The string was broken into two, a sign that it was cut. If you look closely, you can tell that the string was once beautiful, the golden sea green light that was circling around the string was starting to get fainter, signaling that the owner of the string is about to enter the afterlife. The soul is about to enter Hades' realm.

Chaos and the fates stared chanting an ancient spell under their breath. Chaos placed the hero on the ground, while the fates willed the broken string to float just above the body of the hero

"As creator, I deem a soul worthy of living. I am the creator, I am the destroyer. Under my name, let there be life" Chaos said while closing her eyes and bringing out a knife, she slashed her palm open and let the blood slide down her palm into the golden sea green string and onto the body of the hero "A body in need of a soul, a soul in need of a body. My blood will cleanse the fear, let the soul find his way to the world of living, let the soul find his way into his body"

The fates slashed their hands and hold hands and closed their eyes while speaking in unison, the blood seeping in between their hands and onto the hero "We are the fates, we are the destiny. We take life as we give it. The soul and body has been severed, let this chant be the guide, for the soul who has lost the way. An empty vessel await, for the soul who is finding his way. Let the deed be done, let the world of the dead and living clash, let it be the door to guide the soul who has lost the right to live"

After saying that, Chaos and the Fates opened their eyes before a white light enveloped the hero along with the room

The light died down and Chaos and her children took a deep shuddering breath. It took almost all their energy to finish the spell. Now, they just need to wait and see if the spell worked.

Chaos looked at the body with bated breath "In my name, please let this work" she murmured

The fates smiled at their mother "Do not fret mother. The spell worked, it is up to the boy now if he wants to live or not"

Chaos still looks troubled "But what if he doesn't want to live?"

"Mother please, trust us and believe that the boy will seek life again. We took his life for the greater good, we wouldn't have done it if it was going to cause anyone trouble" Atropos explained, trying to soothe her mother

Chaos simply raised a brow at them "Not cause trouble?" She repeated while Atropos blushed from embarrassment

"I am sorry that I phrased that wrongly mother. We know that you are upset that we took the life of the boy only to give it back to him. We are gravely sorry for that. But if we hadn't done that, the Gods would never repent and will continue to get worse, we saw many horrible outcomes in the future if we had let the boy live. The only thing to do was to take away the boy's life in front of the Gods and to revive him here in your kingdom where the Gods cannot go" Atropos explained

Chaos sighed and went to hug her daughter "I am sorry dear. I am just sad that such a young noble hero had to die that way" she said sadly while looking at the hero who was surrounded by runes

Clotho smiled sadly and patted her mother's back "We too are feeling sorrowful that we had to do it. But we saw a horrible future mother, and the only thing to save it was to kill the boy"

"You don't have to say it again" Chaos snapped before apologizing when Clotho flinched from her tone "It's okay mother. I know that you hadn't meant any harm from that" Clotho said, hugging her mother and patting her back comfortingly

"Mother can I ask you a question?" Lachesis asked while looking anywhere but her mother

Chaos frowned, looking concerned all of a sudden at her daughter's behavior "Of course dear. Anything"

"Why did you want to revive the boy? And why do you care for him so much?" Lachesis asked with no hint of jealousy or envy. It was just pure curiosity, they may be the fates, but they can never fully understand their mother

Chaos looked at her daughter, stunned at the question before she smiled sadly "Young Perseus here has managed to catch my attention during the Second Titan War. At first, it was just my slight interest of him being able to deny power. There were not much people who can refuse Godhood so bluntly, and it heightened my curiosity when he asked for another request that concerns the Half-bloods who were unclaimed and those who were still out in the world of mortals. Before I even know it, I had grown fond of the boy and was always watching him from my pond. The more I watched him, the more I want to get to know him. Out of curiosity, I peek a little at his past and was shocked to see that he did not have a good childhood." She said while looking at her daughters who was listening intently

"I was confused and interested, and I often found myself asking when I watched the boy 'How can someone who had gone through that type of childhood still be smiling? How can someone still be so kind?' Then later on, I found out that he was like that because he has seen the worst side of the world, and that he has no reason to deny the good part of it. The more I seek knowledge about him, the more I grew attached to him. Then came the Second Giant War, I was furious when I learned that your sister Gaea declared war upon Olympus. But putting aside that matter, I feared for the young hero's life. Knowing that he will be part of the prophecy once again, and knowing that he will fall into the depths of your brother's domain with the child of Athena made me fear for his life. Then I discovered that I had started to love Perseus as a son. I have grown fond of him and became interested, because his kind and noble heart draw me in. The events that happened before his death was greatly upsetting, but I learned to let go of my grudge for I know that Perseus is a type of person who cannot hold a grudge on someone. If he can let go, then so can I. That was what I thought, but when I actually saw his bloodied state, my emotions got the best of me and made me looked like I had taken Perseus away from his family by force. I deeply regret my actions, but I will not, for the life of me... will not apologize for doing it. I was merely teaching them a lesson that you cannot always take things for granted" Chaos finished while looking expectantly at her daughters who was looking at her with amused eyes

"Why are you looking at me like that?" Chaos asked, feeling slightly uncomfortable under the stare of her daughters

"Mother, I only asked why you wanted to revive the boy. But you go and tell us your whole story on how you became aware of Perseus' existence" Lachesis stated, looking extremely amused

Clotho cleared her throat to stop the laughter from coming out of her mouth when she saw the blushing face of her mother "So, you basically told us that you were stalking Perseus." She said slowly, now biting her tongue to stop the laughter at the slowly reddening creator in front of them.

"Mother! I never knew you had it in you" Atropos teased with amused eyes

Chaos by now was a spluttering mess "I wasn't... I was only.... I didn't mean....." The triplets couldn't hold in their laughter anymore and burst into a fit of giggles and snorts. Chaos was blushing like a newly picked tomato and she was huffing at her daughters for teasing her. She had just poured her guts out, and here she was, being teased and laughed at by her very own daughters. Well, at least they managed to lightened the atmosphere a bit

Chaos was about to open her mouth when a groan was heard. They all froze and slowly looked down to see the hero groaned while sitting up, clutching his head and trying to blink the dizziness away "Ouch" he muttered while looking around the room with confusion

His sea greens eyes clashed with Chaos starry ones, Perseus' eyes widened to a degree "Holy Hera!" He muttered, still looking at the creator with wide confused eyes

Chaos chuckled "Do you know who I am?" Maybe not the right question to ask someone who had been revived, but the question just flew out of Chaos' mouth and she couldn't have taken it back

Perseus studied her closely, then looked around again before his eyes settled on the fates that were nervously looking at him. They did take his lover away from him. "Do I have to?" Percy asked, his eyes still looking at the fates "Have I met you before?"

The fates slowly nodded their heads at him and he bit his lip in concentration "But where?" He muttered still looking at the fates

Chaos cleared her throat to get Percy's attention, luckily it did, and her daughters sent her smiles of gratitude "Are you sure that you don't know me, boy?"

Percy looked at her closely, still sitting on the floor and still rubbing his head to make the head ache go away. Actually, his whole body hurt.... a lot. It was like he was run over by a truck, got smashed by rock, and got zapped by multiple lightning from his Uncle. Then he froze, wait a second..... he was supposed to be dead, the dead doesn't feel pain, well unless you're in the Field of Punishment. But that isn't the case, his father had killed him, and although it pains him to remember that, he was sure that he died, felt his soul leave his body "Before I answer that question, can you answer mine?"

Chaos raised a brow and inclined her head for him to continue "Where am I? Why is my body hurting a lot? And aren't I supposed to be dead?"

Chaos smiled sadly "You were dead"

Percy tilted his head, looking confused "Then where is here? Is this a part of the underworld that I am not aware of? Will I be able to see Annabeth again?" The last question was filled with so much hope that Chaos became hesitant to tell him the truth

"No Perseus. You were dead, but we revived you to return to the world of the living" Chaos stated, looking at the now downcast look of Percy "So I died and you revived me" he repeated

Chaos nodded her head in confirmation. Percy raised his head to look at the creator with tears in his eyes "Why?" He choked out "I could have been able to see Annabeth. We could have been together again! Why is it that every time I think that I will find happiness, someone will come to snatch it from me!" He screamed at no one in particular, looking broken as the day the daughter of Athena died. More to say, he looks more broken and fragile, like if Chaos was to touch him in anyway, he will break into many pieces until he cannot be repaired anymore.

Chaos felt tears pooling in her eyes. The hero was more broken than she thought he would be. What has that retched Gods done to her hero?

"I'm sorry" she choked out, crumbling down on her knees. Surprising the demigod and her daughters. The fates quickly came to her aid and tried to comfort her, but she didn't pay them any heed, her eyes were trained on the Son of Poseidon who was looking at her with surprise "I am so sorry. I thought that you would be happy if I gave you a chance in life again." She cried

"I didn't want you to spend your life in the Field of Punishment, suffering for eternity when you hadn't done anything wrong. I was just worried about your safety" Chaos was spouting nonsense, in the view of the hero. But to the fates, their mother was saying these things because she wants Percy to understand that she was only thinking about him when she had done the ritual.

Perseus looked at the woman in front of him, and felt a soft tugged in his heart. He felt surprised that he can still feel, after all that it went through he wouldn't be surprised if it can't feel. But why does it feels like he's forgetting something? Like he is not complete? "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to yell. I was not accusing you of stealing my chance to see Annabeth again. I was just....." he trailed off, searching for a word that might fit his current emotion at the moment

"Upset... you know, with all the things that happened to me. Please understand that I didn't have a good life, well not exactly a bad life either. But you know what I'm trying to say right?" Percy was never one for good speeches, especially when it comes to explaining things to people about something or his emotions. Putting aside that matter, he really feels like he is forgetting something, like a huge chunk of something was taken from him.

What could it be? He tried thinking hard, but got nothing. He remembers how his wise girl died, and how his father killed him. And of course his childhood, but other than that, Percy comes up with nothing. He feels like he forgot so many important things, things that he thinks he needs to remember.

Chaos cracked a smile at the now flustered hero. It was like he was not bawling his eyes out a few minutes ago "It's okay, it is I who should be saying sorry. I revived you without thinking what you might feel, and for that I will forever regret it"

Percy looks more flustered now, he quickly wiped his tears away "No! You don't have to apologize! I mean.... you are.... I didn't...." When he couldn't come up with anything, Percy just sighed and rubbed the back of neck in embarrassment

Chaos chuckled and stands up from her position, her daughters shadowing her every moves "It's okay young one, as I have said before. It is I who should be apologizing. No need to become flustered"

Percy smiled slightly before his face turned serious. Seriously, this boy can go from happy to serious in one second. "May I now know why I am here? Why I was revived?"

Chaos smiled and slowly walked towards the boy, until she was only a feet away from him "Nothing. I just thought that you would be happy to live. I didn't gave you life to do something....." she trailed off when she saw the suspicious look on the hero's face

"Really? Nothing?" Percy couldn't believe that reason. I mean, who the heck would revive someone just because they thought it would give happiness to the one they're reviving? No one!!

Chaos smiled and shook her head. Had the hero not been listening to her when she was crying and explaining things to him? Apparently not, because the hero is currently drilling holes into her head with those suspicious eyes of his "Nothing"

"Then why am I here?" Percy asked, still suspicious

"We couldn't revive you on earth. Or else, the Gods will know that you live" Clotho finally spoke, despite her nervousness that is. She and her sisters are kind of relieved that they decided to use their young versions, or else Perseus might have recognize them by now

Percy hummed, then he scrunched his eyebrows again "Wait a minute. Who are you again?" The question was aimed at Chaos, since Percy was looking at the creator with suspicious eyes again "I've never heard of a God reviving someone from the dead. It is against Ancient Laws"

Chaos chuckled. She was the one who created it, she can bend the rules once in a while "I've ask you once, let me ask you again. Do you know who I am?"

"Uh.... I'm pretty sure that I don't know you, hence the question on who you are" Percy replied sarcastically. Percy was surprised that he still has the ability to be sarcastic after all he went through, in front of a stranger none the less!! That's it, he has officially lost it. He was crying at first, then he became serious, then he became sarcastic. He has become a bipolar person, oh the horror!!

Chaos looked at the hero with amused, he was not as broken as she thought he is, there is still hope and that made her smile "Think carefully, when you look into my eyes, what comes into your mind?"

Percy tilted his head while frowning. He looked closely and saw a set of starry and blackish eyes staring back at him; he jolted a little, since the eyes were kind of unnerving "The galaxy"

Chaos nodded her head "The galaxy, what comes into your mind when you saw the galaxy in my eyes"

"Space" Percy shortly replied, which earned him chuckles "What's so funny?"

"Dear, who created the universe?" Lachesis asked

"Um....." Percy trailed off, suddenly looking embarrassed "Sorry.... I don't know. Although, I think that Annabeth once told me who it was..."

The fates burst into a fit of laughter at the look their mother gave Percy. It was of pure shock. Chaos was looking at Perseus with incredulous eyes "You don't know who created the world?" Chaos asked the hero. In all her life, she had never met someone as dense as this one. Although she was amused by the hero's perplexity on why the fates were laughing and why she was so shock, she just can't believe that the boy doesn't know who created the world.

"Chaos, it was chaos dear" Chaos said, looking highly amused, now that she has gotten out of her shock

Percy brought his fist down on his open palm before pointing at Chaos with his finger "Right! It was Chaos. So what does that have to do with who you are?"

Chaos face palmed and the fates roared with laughter. Goodness, how dense can this boy be?

"I'm Chaos dear" she said slowly, as if she wanted the boy to understand who she is fully

Percy looked confused at first, and then realization sinked in "Oh, that's nice" he stated, making the fates double with laughter

"In the name of our mother! This is just so hilarious!" Atropos said, trying to stop the laughter that was coming out of her mouth while holding her sides and clinging to her sisters for support, who was also busy laughing at their mother who was looking at the hero with a gaping mouth

Chaos looked flustered at the way the hero responded to her knowing who she was. Normally, people would immediately kneel or bow, but this boy just kept exceeding her expectations in unexpected ways "What's so funny?" Percy asked with perplexed eyes, looking at the way the fates laugh, they were almost rolling on the ground from laughing too much

Chaos cleared her throat, trying to assemble the last remaining pride she had left. She had never felt so embarrassed in her life "Nothing" she said before glaring at the laughing triplets beside her

Clotho noticing the look, immediately shut up and elbowed her sisters who were busy trying to catch their breaths. Once the fates managed to gather their wits together again, they looked at the hero with blank eyes "I'm sorry for the indecent act. It was rude of us" Lachesis apologized; her lips form a grim line. But if you look closely, you could see amusement dancing in her eyes

"S'okay" Percy simply replied while trying to stand up from where he was sitting on the floor, only to wobble and fall over. His face would have kissed the floor if Chaos hadn't steadied him

"Easy, your body is still accommodating to your soul again" Chaos explained to the unsteady and now tired hero

"Now that you think about it. I kind of feel dizzy" Percy slurred before he slumped forward, and onto the surprised creator who managed to balance herself while catching the body of the hero

Chaos glanced at the hero with worried eyes "Is he going to be okay?"

Atropos nodded her head while looking at the boy with warm sad eyes "He's going to be okay. But, once he wakes up again, the full force of knowing that his very father killed him and his very friends encouraged it will leave damage."

"What do you mean?" Chaos asked "He was just okay, how can he become worse than this?"

"It means that once his soul settles in inside his body once more. The events of what happened will come crashing into his mind. Did you not notice? The boy was only saying things about his father and lover, hard to believe that he was not concerned about how his friends betrayed him, or how his family died in the most gruesome way. His mind was still regaining bits of his memories. Why else would he have the energy to be sarcastic?" Lachesis explained while looking at the hero with sorrow in her eyes "And to add the fact that he couldn't control his emotions" Clotho added

Chaos frowned and looked down at the hero "And here I thought that there was some hope" she muttered, combing back the hair of Percy

"There is...." Clotho insisted "Just.... not that much"

Chaos looked at her daughters with sad eyes "Do you think that we can save him?" It was rare of Chaos to be so...... doubtful. But in this case, anyone will be. The hero has gone through many horrendous things and had managed to survive it, but no one can always manage to come out of the other side without damage..... without feeling some negative emotions. And with the boy's fatal flaw, the damage will be ten times more painful.

Every time the hero loses someone he cherishes, his fatal flaw would make him feel like he was the one at fault, like he hadn't done his best to save them or he hadn't done his best if they leave him. He will feel like it was his fault that everything went wrong because he wasn't enough for them. And with the recent events that happened, the boy doesn't have the will to live anymore. Chaos knew this at first, but because of her selfishness, she just made things harder for the hero, she thought that she could change him back to what he was like before. But, looking at what just happened and what her daughter explained to her, she had just made the boy suffer again. Chaos saw it with her eyes, how the light leave the boy's eyes when the child of Athena breathed her last, but she still insisted to herself and her daughters that she can save him, and now that the deed is done, she's not that sure anymore.

Chaos felt tears looking her eyes again "I didn't mean...." she trailed off, now wanting to continue, knowing that if she did, the guilt will come crashing back into her with the speed of Mach 20

Clotho being the one who can understand their mother more than the others step up to hug her "I know you didn't mother. But we can do nothing now but try to help Perseus"

"You don't understand! If it weren't for me being selfish, he would have...." Chaos trailed off; choking out a cry "He would have been freed from the suffering"

Clotho sadly smiled and cupped her mother's cheek, tilting it up and making her mother look at her. This is the time where Clotho feels like she is the one who gave birth to Chaos and not the other way around "Mother, it was destined to be, it was that or let the boy suffer in the Fields of Punishment. If you had let the boy's soul enter Hades realm, he would just suffer for eternity. And he wouldn't have been able to see the child of Athena, for the souls who had been placed in the Fields of Punishment doesn't have the rights to step inside Elysium, much less see the souls who reside there"

"But..... he would be here. Alive and also suffering" Chaos explained, her eyes still releasing torrent of tears

"Mother, if you had to choose between letting the boy suffer forever in the underworld with the child of Athena only a few steps away from where he is, and have him know that he could never achieve happiness again for he will always have souls punish him for something he didn't do, or letting him live with the chance of being able to be happy again. Which would you choose?" Atropos asked, stepping up and putting her hand on her mother's shoulder

"Of course it would be the latter!" Chaos exclaimed

Lachesis smiled "See? Either way the boy would suffer. You just had to choose between the two and analyze which is better. You just have to be with him all way. What Perseus needs now is love and care. Something he hasn't felt for a while now"

Chaos nodded and wiped her tears away; looking very determined "Of course! I'll be with him through every step he makes. I will make sure he will achieve the happiness he deserves"

The fates nodded their head with a smile on their faces "Now that the issue has been resolved, we have to go now mother. We have left our duties far too long, we can't have the Gods noticing that we are gone" Clotho stated, hugging her mother a farewell before disappearing, followed by her sisters once they bid their mother a farewell as well

Chaos sighed and looked at the hero who was lying just above the ground; she was manipulating the air around him to keep him away from the hard tiles of the floor "I just hope that I have the strength you need to push you through this Perseus"

Chaos might be the creator, but she can also feel like what humans do, she can also have her weak moments. And she have a tingling feeling that the hero will see a lot of her weak moments from now on.

PERCY'S POINT OF VIEW:

I was standing in a vacant room with nothing to look at. Seriously, there was nothing here!! All of it was pure white; there were no couch, not even a bed, nothing!!

"Where am I?" I murmured to myself, looking around but still found nothing.

"Seriously? This is one heck of a dream" I sarcastically muttered to myself while walking around, the room has some edges and designs, but that still doesn't change the fact that it's a vacant white room with nothing but carvings on the wall.

You couldn't even see the carvings clearly!! I stopped in front of one particular carving. Strange, I feel like the carving was familiar, like it was showing me something that I need to remember. Actually, all the carvings in the room were familiar. Have I seen this before? As far as I remember, I'm not interested in arts.

I looked closely, the carving shows a man with a sword and what looks like a doll on his other hand; I studied the picture a little. Just a few feet away from the man's feet was a head and a body, besides the body, there was another one. Why does this look familiar?

I reached up and traced the carvings slowly "So familiar" I muttered and squinted my eyes in concentration, trying to remember why this carving is so familiar. But I come up with nothing, making me growl in frustration "Why can't I remember?!"

Just as I shouted, the white room and the carvings disappeared, making me gasp and step back. Everything around me turned black, I blink a little and saw a white door just a few feet away from me. I trudged over and touch the surface before trailing it towards the knob. I hesitated a bit, but slowly turn the knob to open the door, the other side of the door was my mom's apartment. I was standing by the front door and the door of the apartment was slightly ajar.

I don't know what happened, but fear suddenly gripped my heart and my body just moved on its own. I ran inside like Uncle Hades' Hellhounds were on my tail. I stopped with what I saw. I gagged a bit, there they were, my family lying down on the ground unmoving and unrecognizable. Paul's head was lying a few feet from his body while my mom's body....

"Oh God" I muttered before emptying my stomach. My mother's body..... I couldn't even determine if it was a human or not. Her limbs were torn apart, her intestines lying scattered around her. Her face was smashed up and torn, like someone was trying to rip it apart. There were blood and bones everywhere. Just looking at the sight in front of me makes me want to gag again. The only thing that made me sure that it was my mother was the hair and the necklace around her ruined neck.

I looked around with tears in my eyes, then I saw a trail of bloody foot prints heading towards the stairs. That was when I noticed that someone was missing "Pamela" I muttered fearfully, before following the foot prints with a sinking feeling in my stomach. I headed upstairs and stopped in front of where the foot prints stopped. I was directly outside of Pamela's room; I took a shaky breath and pushed the door open with trembling fingers.

I gasp with horror and took a step back, my hand coming up to cover my mouth to stop the scream from coming out. There she was, my little sister Pamela, hanging on a rope upside down with her face facing me, her lifeless gauge out eyes looking straight at me. Her neck was twisted around, like someone has been wringing it around like some kind of rag doll. Her face was facing the back instead of front. Her fingers lying down on the ground, her arms twisted behind her back, and her teeth hanging off of her mouth. The room was bloody like the living room.

Tears were continuously dripping out of my eyes, and I felt my knees buckle under me, causing for me to fall down and looked at the lifeless and torn apart body of my sister. I looked around and noticed that there was a message on the wall, it was written with my sister's blood.

It says 'We had a fun time bonding. Pity, you were not here to enjoy the party' - Damien.

I felt myself shaking from the contained fury I was holding in myself, but also from the pain that I was feeling at the moment. Who was this person and how could he have done this to my family when I don't even know him?

I was busy crying and controlling my anger that I didn't notice that I was in a different place. I looked up when I heard someone call my name. I looked up and saw myself and an unknown person together. The stranger was sneering at me and saying something while the me I was seeing was only looking away and not saying a word.

I walked towards them and heard "So, you still have the guts to believe that Father will approve of you again?" The stranger said while sneering down at the me who was unclenching and clenching his fist

"Accept it loser, I am Father's favored one now. He already realized how much of a wimp you are. The campers also realized this, it won't be too long when your little girlfriend realize this also" the stranger told the me, who snapped when he mentioned Annabeth

"Shut up Damien, you know that I don't care about being the favorite one. You can have your 'I'm daddy's favorite' nonsense. But heed my warning Damien, you might be my half brother, but if you as so much touch a hair in Annabeth's body. You will see firsthand why the monsters fear me" The me growled before he marched off, leaving a shivering Damien alone in the forest

So this was Damien!! What the hell?!! This monster is my half brother?!! I watched Damien's face turn red from anger before a smirk made its way into his face. "We'll see about that brother. We'll see" he muttered before leaving the forest as well, his eyes gleaming with wickedness

I was suddenly air boned when I felt my body being dragged around. I saw how my friends betrayed me, I saw who killed Annabeth. How I almost killed Damien. How my father Poseidon killed me. Everything, all of it came crashing back to me. So this is what I was missing, knowing now of what happened, my heart ached horribly, like someone was tearing it apart.

My eyes were releasing rivers of tears; I clutched my chest while crumbling onto my knees. I draw my knees closer to my body and buried my head into it. If I had known that this was what I was missing, I would have left it at that. It would have been better if I didn't remember. Just remembering the betrayal and how the ones I hold close die, it makes me want to beat myself up. Why couldn't I be stronger?!! I could have protected them, I could have saved them!!

I whimpered in pain, the pain was getting worse. How can someone like me be given the chance to live again? The Gods were right; I deserve to be in the Fields of Punishment, Hell!! I think that I should be in Tartarus for my sins and not jus be punished. After all, it was my fault that everyone around me died, I wasn't strong enough. Because I was useless. Everything is my fault. My entire fault.

It would have been better if I had just continued being dead. Someone like me doesn't deserve to live. They were right, I'm a murderer. I killed thousands of my kind because of my weakness. They were right; I am a monster that deserves to die.

I closed my eyes and willed for the pain to stop, but apparently, my heart has other plans. It just continued throbbing, it was like thousands of needles piercing me. But I don't have any rights to complain. This is nothing compared to what I have done.