In the depths of Tartarus, two figures were weightlessly floating, bound by shimmering golden light that contrasted with the inky darkness of the abyss. An ancient voice laughed, sounding like knives scraping on stone.
"These two shall serve me well. When they were among the living, these two instilled fear and terror into all! When I and my allies rise again, I will have my vengeance on Olympus, and I will destroy Percy Jackson, once and for all!"