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Percy's POV

"Why me" I sobbed as I sat curled in a ball in my cabin. "What did I do that deserve this?" Annabeth had cheated on me with that new stupid son of Zeus, Thomas Fowle. I had been about to propose to her on the beach and had found her kissing that scum.

Flashback

My stomach churned with anticipation as I held the ring I had worked so hard for. It wasn't just a ring- it also turned into a shield when the owner willed it. I walked down to the beach to see some blond girl kissing that idiot. Suddenly I realised that 'the Blonde Girl' was Annabeth. I felt my anger swell. I summoned a wave and doused them. Annabeth stood to the side in fear while I yelled obscene words at them. Tom yelled something unintelligible at me and suddenly lightning smashed down to the ground between us. Tendrils of lightning shot out and hit both of us. The water still a around him fried him. He screamed and fell down. I ran. Back to my cabin and began to cry.

Suddenly Hermes burst in and grabbed me. We were teleported to the throne room of Olympus. "Now who votes to Banish him to Tartarus." Zeus finished. The Olympians looked at me and all but Hades, Hestia and unexpectedly Athena raised their hands.

"Father what?" I exclaimed in shock.

"You deserve this. My next son will be better" Poseidon said looking down on me with disgust.

"ROT IN TARTARUS FOR ETERNITY SCUM!" Zeus screamed and threw his master bolt at me.

I felt pain. I felt fear. I felt shock. I realised I couldn't be dead. I got up and looked around. I nearly died of shock. I was in Tartarus. I stumbled forward and nearly fell into the Phlegethon. Wow, convenient. I painfully gulped the liquid down and stumbled back. I tripped over the body of Iapetus, or Bob. Wow, I thought again and fainted. I woke up to see Damasen staring down at me. I screamed.

He said "Well, I didn't expect you to be back".

"What, how?" I stuttered in shock.

"Well, I was lookin' for Bob here after both of us died and found you."

"What happened to you after Anna- we escaped?" I asked.

"I kept fighting till Bob fell. Tartarus then ripped my limbs off. It wasn't fun" Damasen replied forlornly. But we're back. And with a friendly Drakon too! He gestured to a massive Drakon standing beside him. "What are you doin' here if I ask?"

"Zeus banished me," I hissed.

"Well, I guess we'll talk later. You look like you need a rest," he said.

I suddenly realised I was covered in cuts and scratches, which were leaking golden ichor. My blood, I realised. "Zeus must have made me immortal so I'd have to stay here forever!" I exclaimed out loud. Then I fell into the realm of Hypnos.

When I woke up I was in Damasens hut. Damasen was no where to be seen, but the body of Iapetus- Bob- was still reforming. I decided to go out wandering. Which I know isn't smart- I mean WANDERING IN TARTARUS?!- but I really didn't care. I walked out and went into the direction I thought the Phlegethon was. Suddenly a large furry thing jumped on me, appearing out of no where. A hellhound. It began licking my face- Mrs O'Leary? I managed to climb out from under it. It was Mrs O'Leary.

Suddenly another thing appeared beside her. Than another. Than more, until there were twelve baby Hell Hounds standing around us. "Puppies?" I asked her. She answered by licking my face. "With who?" I wondered aloud until, as if in answer to my question, Cerberus appeared, growling at me until Mrs O'Leary gave a sharp bark to him. They seemed to bark back and forth until Cerberus started walking away, Mrs O'Leary her puppies following. He growled at me, as if telling me to follow and I did. After about fifteen minutes they stopped.

I stopped as well. In front of me was Kronos's Scythe, glowing with energy. I felt entranced, and went to pick it up. As my hand touched it, it let loose a burst of power. Everything within several meters seemed to glow, and I felt a burst of power course through my veins. I screamed from the raw power overcoming me and fell unconscious. I woke up to find this time, not Damasen, but a baby hellhound staring down at me. I got up feeling so powerful. I tried to walk and realised I was nearly 50 cm taller. I realised I must have received Kronos's power from his scythe! I suddenly realised I would be able to alter time and, as I concentrated, everything slowed down.

I suddenly sped up time and we were surrounded by about a hundred monsters, mostly dracaena but also some cyclops and other creatures. I shrunk back down, with all the monsters staring at me in shock. I was about to pull out riptide (Which for some reason I still had) when the monsters all bowed to me. "Hail lord-?"

"Perseus", I finished in surprise. The monsters were bowing to me?!

"We will serve you, the chosen one for eternity!" they yelled.

"Um, ok" I said stupidly.

"What is your command my lord?" asked a dracaena that had slithered up to me.

"Uh-". I suddenly had a great idea. "Hey, do you like it in Tartarus?" I asked. There was murmurs of no's and absolutely no's and I raised my hand for silence. "How would you like to form a city down here, at least until we escape?".

"Yeah!" the monsters yelled, some probably because they were intimidated. I suddenly realised that I for once, I had a good idea. Hmmm. Maybe I got some of Kronos's cunning.

I led the monsters back to Damasen's hut, and found Damasen searching around outside for me. "Percy!" Damasen yelled as he saw me. He then saw the monsters following me. "What the-?" he muttered.

"I found some friends" I said smiling evilly.

Hope you liked that chapter, I'm going to try and update at least once a week. Thanks, and please review. Also if any one has ideas and descriptions for random demigods Percy recruits to become lieutenants, they would be welcome. Please send me just these details on the OC. Thanks!

Description- (hair colour, face, etc.)

Gender-

Age-

Personality- (Cruel, joking, Nice?)

Parentage- (Godly parent or how that were raised.)