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Percy's POV

We just finished the 2nd Giant War, but how it ended was extremely strange, weird and suspicious.

Flashback 1 Week Ago

I had just destroyed the remaining Giants and was about to go one-on-one with Queen Dirt-Face when she surprised me with this offer.

"Perseus, I know you want to fight and Chaos along with someone else has said that if we did fight, you'll win anyways, so Tartarus and I will surrender peacefully to the Olympians only if two conditions will be met first: 1, we are not punished and live peacefully with the Olympians; and 2, you and Annabeth have to break up." Gaea said sincerely.

I glared hard at her and noticed Annabeth did as well. Right when I was about to yell back at Gaea to go fuck herself and die slowly and painfully by my hands, the Big-Three and Hestia came forward towards me. The Big-Three wanting me to fight her and send her back in her slumber, but Hestia had other thoughts.

"Perseus, I know you have suffered much and it probably is Gaea's fault, but which one is worth more to you: your own satisfaction of killing her or a peaceful surrender from them?" Hestia nearly quietly pleaded.

I thought about it while glaring at Gaea and having some satisfaction at watching her flinch. After a minute I nodded, but with two conditions that you have to swear on the Styx to uphold: 1, you, Tartarus and anyone who follows your command will not attack Olympus or anyone I care about again; and 2, you, Tartarus and the Giants will help Olympus lead the Earth to a more, better era of peace."

Gaea and Tartarus looked at each other, nodded and made the oath. All the Olympians practically sighed in relief, but Perseus still had a few things that are needed to be said, "Zeus, you swore on the Styx that Calypso, Leto and all the other peaceful titans would be free, how come they are not?"

Zeus paled at first, but then grew red with anger, "Don't you dare accuse me of going back on that oath, Perseus!"

Tartarus, remembering the warning from not only Chaos but that mysterious person saying that nothing in the Greek mythology could kill Perseus, intervened on Perseus behalf. "Why don't we just go back to Olympus, and then release the immortals that Perseus made the oath for, otherwise Zeus, I will fight by Perseus side if you choose to continue on this path. And I'm sure Gaea and all our Giants will too."

Zeus paled, but sighed. "Fine, we'll go to Olympus, then release the peaceful Titans and Giants. Happy Perseus?"

Perseus smirked, but nodded nonetheless.

Flashback End

So we're, the demigods, the Olympians, the peaceful Titans, the peaceful Giants, and the Primordial Gaea and Tartarus were partying for celebrating the survival of the 4th Age. Annabeth and I talked and agreed to break up, but to stay best friends. We decided to return to the Throne Room when it basically it all went to Hell.

Throne Room 3rd POV

Perseus returned to the Throne Room and asked Annabeth, "What did I miss?"

Annabeth turned to look at him and said, "Nothing much, just that they are deciding to make all the heroes immortal trainers of Camp Olympus."

Perseus nodded in understanding and went back to looking and listening to Zeus finish his speech on how courageous "everyone" was. Right when Zeus said "Anything else, to add, anyone?" No reply for 10 seconds and Zeus started, "Right, DIS-"

"Stop right there!" A voice boomed from above the night sky in the Throne Room making Tartarus and Gaea flinch and shiver from the threatening tone in it.

Everyone looked up, but looked away as the harsh and comfortable glowing light continue to pour into the Throne Room. After a minute the light subsided and everyone opened their eyes to see a lone male figure wearing a button up white shirt that wasn't buttoned up all the way, covered by a plain gray hoodie, all under a black leather jacket with a red tribal design on the back; on his lower body, he wore plain blue jeans and plain black shoes. But the most menacing part was the aura of death, that there was no escape. The corners of his mouth turned upwards slightly into a smirk.

"Well now. Why don't read a story or two that those stupid Fates wanted you to read now. Okay?" He said.

Zeus, gulped and asked, "Who are you? You certainly aren't mortal, but don't have the blood of an immortal."

The figure continued to smirk, "Let's just say, if I wanted you dead, well, ask Gaea and Tartarus, they know how powerful I am. And what I said about that I could destroy the one you call Chaos and the Fates with a snap of my fingers is true."

Tartarus and Gaea nodded. They knew not to get on his bad side. "So, what books are we reading?" Gaea and Tartarus asked.

The figure looked towards Perseus and Annabeth, "Look up." Both looked up only to get hit on the face by two somewhat large books.

After taking them off their faces looked at the title's: Her Tragedies and One-Sided.

"So," the smirking figure said, "who wants to go first?"

Before Perseus or Annabeth could decide, the figure spoke, "Perseus will go first. Don't worry Annabeth, you'll be reading soon enough."

And that's the Prologue 1st chapter will be Reyna, Rachel and Bianca. So now R&R. I will try to update every weekend. And yes, I got permission from ChocolateIsMyDoom to do this.

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