A/N: Just another idea of mine. R&E (Read and enjoy) and please review.

DISCLAIMER: I don't own Percy Jackson, got it? Good. Because disclaimers can be annoying.

Zeus: Cabin one
Temptation, power

"Please, Thalia."

The offers dawned on her as her face went pale. The words flowed together in her mind and washed her over like toxic.

Being with Luke. Power. Overthrowing my father. Happily ever after. For once she was at a loss for words. Then she turned back to observe the worried expressions of Percy and Zoe. Annabeth was lying down on the ground, shaking her head furiously.

"Let go of Annabeth." She replied with a shaky voice as her confidence wearied.

"I will if you join me."

Being with the one I love. My father thrown into tartarus. Annabeth, saved.

But where will Percy's soul go? Or Zoe's? Artemis, goddess of the moon and hunting seemed like a pretty cool goddess - she couldn't imagine her holding up the sky for eternity. She imagined everything she had now, minus Luke, gone.

No more camp half blood. Chiron. Zoe, Percy, the nicer campers. My father. Aunt. Stepmother. Uncle.

It didn't feel right.

Yet she was craving it. Giving in to the powers slowly. Luke's words sank deeply into her, as if somebody was offering a special type of superglue to fix her heart. Yet it meant shattering many other people's. She would be a cold-blooded murderer, treated like an innocent princess. Was this her dream?

"Thalia, we have to fight them." Zoe reminded.

No more fights. One side of her said. Peace, or as much as the demigod world can have. No gods thinking I was weak, Hades I am stronger than that! It'll teach them for not treating me well.

She gripped her spear tighter, unsure who she was going to kill. There was Luke, who she'd known for her whole life other than the time she'd died. His words were like charm speaking to her. She wanted to be with him; or the old Luke anyways. The new, evil version of Luke?

The "new" Luke poisoned her pine tree.

The "new" Luke went against his promises to both her and Annabeth.

The "new" Luke captured her best friend for ransom.

The person she thought she knew, loved, still loved had also claimed years ago if she was alive at the time she would be on the dark side. A few minutes ago she would've punched hm in the face and called him a liar.

But now?

She trusted her spear at him. "You're not Luke; I don't know who you are anymore."

And the fighting began. She did not have time to check on her friends because Luke was equally as strong as her, not letting his guards down for one second. Tears began forming in her eyes. This was it, she was battling her ex-best-friend, AKA her new worst enemy. Everything blurred together. Her life flashed before her eyes, but this time all of the scenes involved what ifs, as opposed to what would've happened if she had joined.

She was tempted to. She almost HAD.

Was power more important than her and her loved ones? Was power all she could think of?

Or was temptation the fatal flaw of daughters of Zeus, she'll never know.

Either you like it or you hate it. Pick one and tell me. Any type of review accepted.

- Taylor.