I DON'T OWN PERCY JACKSON AND THE OLYMPIAN SERIES AND CHARACTERS IT BELONGS to RICK RIORDAN the WRITER OF THE SERIES
What would happen if you could undo something in the past? We'll Thalia Grace was given a chance by the Fates to change any decision she did in the past. What would it be let's find.
P.S. When you see a name designed like ::Thalia:: it means its Thalia's point of view, depends on whose name has that design.
Thalia and Luke 3
Old Grannies and Choices
It has been almost half a decade after the 2nd Titan War. And still fifteen year old Thalia Grace kept staring at the surface of the lake ignoring the curious Naiad beneath. Lady Artemis had given the Hunters some rest to recollect before their next adventure, so whenever this happened Thalia tends to just stare in space, fidgeting once in a while but still almost staring blankly into space always deep in thought.
::Thalia::
"If only…" I sighed five years ago my best friend died, the result was he made so many wrong choices, and you know what I did? I did nothing; I wasn't able to do anything because I had also made the wrong choices. Like back at Mount Tam I shouldn't have called him a traitor, I shouldn't have fought him, the hell I should have been crying my eyes out telling him to come back to me and Annabeth, but no I fought him thinking I could succumb him to submission, to make or force him to our side. I was such an idiot a huge idiot. He needed me, I could plainly see and read them in his eyes, I felt or rather knew that me not joining their cause would bring a nasty consequence on Luke's behalf. Yet I abandoned him to his fate because of my choice. I could have changed that I knew I could have done something to change his mind, but I didn't, thinking he'd realized it in himself that his wrong that joining Kronos would be good for our family. That if he still cared or loved me he'd be on my side, but I was too ignorant to his own feelings and how he might have interpreted my words. Another no so great choice I did, which is the only good choice I choice in a very long run is joining the Hunters yes I found a new family but I traded my past family for them. I traded Luke and even Annabeth's presence to be a Hunter, just to be able to escape the prophecy I was selfish. Again I didn't thought about the others who'd suffer from my choice Luke and Percy.
Again pondering the past, unearthing the pain it brought will be the curse I'll forever bear being immortal and all. The wrong choice I made that might have drove Luke into making the wrong choices of his own. I'll forever silently lament for the sad fate of my lost love.
I buried my sorry face on my hands and silently wept. Nothing in the world could help me in my silent misery even if I am the daughter of Zeus. Thunder crackled in the sky. I didn't cringe, it was just Dad, oh how I wish a lightning bolt would hit and send me off to the Underworld. But if ever Dad would let a lightning bolt, which I think he'd forbade were to hit me. It'll probably singed me but not kill me, I can only die if I ever broke my vow that is if I ever fall in love with a man and prefer his company other than the Hunters. I scoffed at the thought. I'll never ever love anyone other than you know who. I can't probably openly say it even in my mind probably, better not risk it. No one could ever replace my best friend in my heart, that's the deepest reason why I chose to become a Huntress.
After pushing Luke off the cliff back on Mount Tam I thought I'd killed him. Oh boy my whole world came tumbling down after I pushed him to his death, when I saw his broken figure below I forgot my fear of heights I just thought that 'I just killed Luke, I just killed my best friend' and I wish the earth beneath me would also crumble down and send where he was. Thinking he was dead and knowing nobody could take his place in my heart I chose to become a Huntress. I'll never love anyone as I'd loved him. And loving anyone other than him would mean betrayal and death to me. Which technically speaking is true, loving someone more and other than him, will result to breaking my vow and death maybe not immediate death. You get the idea falling in love with someone means breaking the vow once the vow is broke you're not immortal anymore.
The other way for me to die is to fall in battle, which is very unlikely. I'm the best Huntress there is well second only to my half-sister and mistress Lady Artemis. I'm not full of air, I survived the second titan war, all those nasty monsters Kronos has summoned from Tartarus, I even survived Hera's scowling statue which is just a pile of rocks, I'm not just gonna let myself fall against any weak monster. It'll be so dishonorable for me.
Busy with my thoughts I didn't hear them coming. Okay, okay even the best could easily fall just because of ignorance, so I was distracted with my thoughts I didn't notice them at all. I turned my back to come face to face with three ancient looking women, with pale faces wrinkled like fruit leather, silver hair tied back in white bandannas, bony arms sticking out of bleached cotton dresses. One was carrying a basket full of yarn and the other was knitting a huge sock, while the other one was knitting the other end. There and then I knew I was looking at the three Fates.
I hadn't seen since I was twelve which was almost fifteen years ago when one of them cut a blue yarn. Now I realized it was Luke's life she cut. Even though I thought it was mine when I took my supposed last stand near Camp Half-blood's boarders, where Dad turned me into a pine tree. It was ironic cause back then if I had took six steps towards Luke and Grover then I would have been safe inside the camps boarders and I wouldn't have to fight and got turned into a pine tree. Go figure at least my pine tree now clearly stood at the boarders. When you reach the other side of the tree you'd be safe inside camp.
I stood up slowly. Barely holding my breath, these were the most powerful beings know throughout the Western Civilization. They weave the thread of life of each and every mortal. Even though I'm immortal I still succumb to them, my immortality isn't like the Gods.
"Moirae, what brings me the pleasure of your presence?" I politely asked
"Ahh you see dear" said the old lady in the middle
"Wait sister a proper introduction must take place first, surely our little Thalia would like to know our names, Morae stands for the three of us its best if she can address us individually" said the one in the left
"Yes Clotho is right" said the one on the right
"Very well" said the other
"I' am Clotho, the Spinner, I spin the thread of Life" said the one on the left
"I' am Lachesis, The Disposer of Lots, I assign each man his destiny" said the one on the right, right then I gulped as much as my blood was rising I couldn't do anything once she has decided there is no turning back on one's destiny, as much as I hate how my early years has played out.
"And I' am Atropos, Alas I carry the abhorred shears" said the one in the middle, she then pulled out a huge pair of scissors—gold and silver, a long-bladed shear. When I saw the pair of scissors, I feared for my life, even Kronos Scythe Backbiter was much less scarier compare to the pair of scissors. Once she decided to cut one's thread of life it'll be over for that person. She snipped a lot of threads during the Second Titan War I gave you my word for that.
"I-I'm" I started to bow my head
"Yes, we know child" Said Clotho
"Thalia Grace Daughter of the Lord of the Sky Zeus" declared Lachesis hearing my surname made me winced but her chilly voice made my blood run cold
"You see dear as I was saying before my dear sisters interrupted me" said Atropos and looking at her sisters. "We came here to give you a choice"
"Me?" I was shocked of all the Gods and immortals why me?
"Yes dear is there anyone else around here? I'm afraid not" said Clotho
"We give you a choice and a chance, we'll let you unravel a thread from your tapestry of fate" said Lachesis holding out a huge electric blue and silvery gray sock. She said tapestry right? It looks like a sock to me.
"Why me?" I asked trying my nerve to raise an eyebrow at the Godlike Grandmothers "I've done nothing to deserve such a privilege..."
"Well you see my dear the prophecy isn't yet over" said Clotho
"Just because Zeus pulled you out of the time by turning you into a tree, evading your decision making day on your proper 16th birthday" said Lachesis "and becoming a Huntress, to avoid the prophecy, doesn't stop you making a huge decision on your 16th birthday now do you? "
"But wasn't Percy the one in the prophecy? He chose to preserve Olympus by giving Luke Annabeth's knife" I said utterly confused
"Yes, he's done his part of the prophecy he has chosen" chastised Lachesis "While you haven't, you still gotta make another choice to preserve or raze Olympus once you're sixteen"
"But I' am immortal, I won't become sixteen if I had not broken my vow to Artemis, which still makes me technically fifteen, and I haven't yet broken my vow" a declared in such a weak voice
"Oh yes you have my dear, you declared your love for the son of Hermes" winked Clotho
I just stood there open mouthed.
"You can't bury your love for him can you now, you said 'if only' and your thought had already declared it, which now dissolves you vow" continued Lachesis
I guess I declared it didn't I. I sighed for my lost love, if only I done something for him.
"I guess..." I looked down "so technically I'm sixteen now...?"
"Yes, and now it's time to fulfill your prophecy whether your choice would raze or save Olympus" said Lachesis
"What exactly is my choice?" I sounded like a demanding brat "I mean my choices..."
"Oh it simple really dear" said Atropos "You just have to chose, any thread to pull"
"Which is to say, you can change one decision you've done in the past or not" said Clotho thought her face was emotionless I could almost see a glint her eyes
"And which decision and in what time it's up to you" added Lachesis
"But isn't changing a decision in the past would unravel the present I have now?"
"Yes and all threads that are intertwined with yours will also be unraveled" said Clotho
I stood there staring at the Morae I could change any of the decisions I've done in the past. I-I could even save Luke if I chose the correct decision to make.
"Is there a catch to this?" I'm sure nothing is free; they just can't make me do it for no apparent reason, can they?
"No" answered Clotho
"It simple really dear, both you and Percy are destined to make a choice that would preserve or raze Olympus, apparently you just delayed your decision making when you were turned into a pine tree, and became a Hunter" Lachesis stated
"We can't just let you go without making your big decision now can we, you have to make your decision, you can't escape us" continued Atropos and clutched my right hand, it brought chills right down my spine
"Just hold out your hand two the tapestry dear, and think of the time you made a decision and change it" Clotho patted my hand
"How exactly am I gonna change my decision"
"Just go on and touch the tapestry dear and think of time you'd wanna warn yourself, so you could change whatever decision it might be, and everything will be on our hands" Clotho continued to pat my hand, if she was trying to reassure me it's alright but actually she's doing the opposite I'm freaking out, one false move and I'd probably put all our efforts in the Second Titan War to waste all of my sisters sacrifices would be naught. But I couldn't back out they said so I can't escape them, now I must make this decision right here and now
I slowly moved my hand toward the sock, at first I was reluctant to touch it, but then I did. I was suddenly sucked inside the sock
AN::
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