This would be my first real story so... Here goes nothing.

I'm not looking to plagiarize.

I don't own Percy or any of his friends. Or any of Mr. Riordans Plots

Omniscient POV

With the Scythe eradicated, the evil purged from the world, the heroes sacrificed, and a new regime in place, Perseus Jackson was at peace. The Lustus Dominator in charge.

A long long time before that moment...

3rd Person POV

The being watch in semi-consciousness as the son of the seas made his way to the doors of death. Tartarus, the embodiment of the darkest place on earth, hot on his trail.

The demigod named Annabeth, whom the being took notice of, was struggling to keep pace with the larger faster son of the seas. The ground seemed to suck their feet into the the depths of the depths of Tartarus. The closer they got to the escape the harder it was to keep running.

The finally reached the doors, in all of their really creepy glory, and with a look of defiance, The son of the seas pushed Annabeth into the open elevator doors, and uttered words of finality before pressing the button and watching the doors shut whilst Annabeth screamed in defiance. Three of the most powerful words were uttered, that unbeknownst to Perseus Jackson, Son of Poseidon, would destroy Annabeth, "I Love You."

Time Skip-1 Year after Gaea's defeat on Half-Blood Hill.

Chester, Son of Aidos, God of Respect's POV

It's been hard on everyone here, you don't just watch half of your friends savagely killed before your eyes at the hands of immortal monsters that are bound to someday come back and kill you, and go play some volleyball the next day.

Dionysus could barely help lift the insanity off the minds of the children who just fought in a war. 9 year olds were forced to wield a sword and die for their 14 year old brothers. 11 year old girls had their throats ripped out mercilessly by beasts from hell. My friend Chuck was ripped in half. I don't say these things to receive pity but instead to instill understanding. We are suffering, and without our leader, we suffer all the more.

I know who to hold in the highest respects seeing as my Mother knows best in that category, and the being that deserves every beings' reverence, is Percy Jackson. He sacrificed himself to get Annabeth to the surface. In her heartbroken rage she unleashed the power of the Athena Parthenos, and with the help of some gods, killed the remaining Giants, and kept Gaea in her deep slumber.

But without the hero of Olympus, Annabeth is going insane, racked with misery, filled with guilt, and overrun with heartache. The weight of the sky would be preferred to the torture of knowing the her boyfriend is down there.

We don't know what happens to Perseus, but his soul has yet to appear in Hades's realm, so the gods declared that he faded. His funeral shroud is to be burned tonight at the campfire. No one, not even the Ares cabin looks forward to admitting the death of their hero.

Meanwhile in Tartarus...

Tartarus's POV

The air reeks of death, punishment and agony. I can feel the 5 rivers flowing through my body. With each pump of the heart the 5 cursed rivers travel around my body. As I look around I see the army amassed to protect anyone from trying to take his most prized possession, the son of the seas, from him. No, not even Chaos it's self could take him now. The boy would break for him and when he did, he would be there to witness the fall of the greatest hero to ever live.

With a new wave of paranoia washing over the Lord, Tartarus would have to eradicate the Titan of Time, as everyone knows of his hate for Percy. Or maybe he could work out a deal.

The boy trembles before me I look into his mind to see he is remembering how he got shackled in my fortress.

I pushed Annabeth in the elevator and pushed the button. I then turned to the Primordial being. Out from the shadows Bob, small Bob and Damasen leaped to his aid. Bob took over holding the button for Perseus, and gave him a grim nod. Percy put on a look of defiance and with a yell charged the being who could smite him with only a thought.

The sudden out burst caught Tartarus off guard and Percy landed a rather deep cut into the 50 ft. Celestial being.

"Gahhhh!" Tartarus bellowed, "You are but a mere puny mortal."

As Tartarus tried to smite the demigod, he found a form of protection around him, the boy was being protected by love. Damned love, in which he could never find.

I exited the young goslings mind and decided I had given him enough rest to catch his breath. My maniacal grin grew on my face as I thought of ways to break the strong willed son of the seas... Little did I know of who I would force the hand of.

3rd Person POV

"Ahhhhh! AH!"

The screams of the boy were heard at the campfire. The demigods conversed amongst themselves as they tried to figure out what was making that sound. Chills ran down their spine as they recognized it as a sound of a person within inches of greeting Thanatos.

The gods on Olympus were discussing the repercussions of the war with Gaea and the ensuing time of Peace that was to be, when all conversations stopped short at the scream.

The God of the Seas uttered the name of the poor soul with such as small voice, that without supernatural hearing the other gods would't have heard it,"Percy, oh God my son."

They all exchanged glances before Pallas Athena said,"How can we hear his voice from the void? Would Chaos allow this?"

Zeus suddenly stood from his chair and declared, "The boy is alive, and he is being tortured. No other voice has that pain." The King of the gods paused before continuing, "It is a shame that he is in Tartarus, for now no one can free him from the almighty being."

"We will NOT leave my son to suffer at the hands of an evil being! I beg you Brother do something about this. He is my favorite child." Poseidon said, the last sentence his voice barely audible.

'All is not lost familea mea' A voice that came in the wind, smooth as silk, declared. 'The son of Poseidon shall be a great Hero in upcoming events.' The voice cascaded over the whole of Olympus easing the mind of all who doubted.

Zeus warily picked up his bolt, not knowing the voice, but it struck him with such familiarity.

'As it should father' The being's final words till his appearance centuries later. The Throne room erupted in Chaos.

Well hope you guys like it. Review please. It'll hopefully get more dialogue. This was just the set up Chapter.