"A mere demigod," I scoff, "has no chance at defeating a god, no less a titan."

I raise my scythe. Finally, I shall end that insufferable demigod, Percy Jackson. He and his friends have been a pain in the neck for too long. Their exploits have delayed my ultimate conquest of Olympus for Chaos knows how long. Despite their efforts, I have reached Olympus. Today will be their final demise.

I swing the scythe down in a deadly arc, relishing the fear in Jackson's eyes as he realizes that this is the end. Suddenly, instead of biting into soft, vulnerable flesh, my blade meets the hilt of a bronze dagger. I growl. "Percy Jackson's little girlfriend," I say, "How pleasant to see you here."

The girl grunts. "Please," she whispers.

She had better not be trying to manipulate my host. "Girl," I snarl, "it would be wise of you to stay quiet, lest you incur some… unintended consequences."

"Luke," she groans in exertion, "I know you're in there somewhere. Please, stop this."

I can feel Luke inside, fighting for control. My vision begins to flicker. I see the girl looking at me hopefully. "Annabeth," my body gasps, "d-dagger."

For a moment, I am confused. Why would Luke ask for her dagger? I cease struggling for dominance, curious to see how this would pan out. After a heated debate, the girl gives my body the dagger.

Suddenly, revelation strikes me. Luke has turned traitorous.

With as much energy I can muster, I force Luke from control, letting loose a blast of titanic energy. The marble pillars supporting the ceiling of the throne room begin crumbling. Chunks of rock rain down, one such knocking me off my feet. I remain unharmed, although I cannot say the same for some of the thrones.

I laugh. "See what you've done, idiotic demigods! The thrones of your parents crumble around you as I speak! Finally, my conquest of Olympus is complete."

I wave my hand. A mist image of Typhon appears. 12 streaks of light whirl around him. A flash of blue, followed by a thunderclap loud enough to be heard on Olympus, strikes Typhon.

"Zeus' master bolt," the girl says in awe. Typhon reels on his feet, and collapses face-first into the Hudson. Gargantuan celestial-bronze chains rope around Typhon, dragging him into the Hudson.

I growl, and swipe my hand through the mist. I turn to face Jackson, and see him on his father's throne. He must have been the one to call for aid from his father.

"DIE, JACKSON," I scream, sending a bolt of pure power at him.

Instinctively, he raises his sword, deflecting the blast-

- straight at me. I swing my scythe, attempting to block it, but it was too late. The blast rips through my body, somehow finding my Achilles' heel. I feel my host take control of my now dying host-body. He manages a weak smile at the demigods, the girl in particular. Growling in frustration, I fall into unconsciousness.

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I wake up, sprawled out inside a crater, in a forest clearing. My body feels as if I had just puked out Zeus, Poseidon, and Hades five times over. I groggily stumble to my feet. I sense my scythe lying to my left, in its own mini-crater.

I hold out my hand, summoning the scythe to me. When it meets my hand, it transforms into a pure gold Rolex, slipping nimbly onto my wrist.

I stand up. This isn't Tartarus.

I try to flash out to Mount Othrys, but I slam into a barrier along the way, getting knocked onto my back in the process. I sense ancient, intricate magic around me, preventing me from getting out. This had better not be another portion of Zeus' trickery. At my normal power level, I could easily break the barrier and level half the forest in the process, however I am currently nowhere near my normal power level.

"Curse Jackson," I mumble, "Curse the Fates. Curse whichever damned piece of filth put this barrier here in the first place." I struggle to my feet, resigning myself to exploring my whereabouts until I regain my energy.

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It has been barely an hour, and my feet already scream in agony. I chuckle sardonically. Right now, I'm probably as weak a mortal.

I keep walking. The trees become sparser with each step I take. Suddenly, the woods end.

For a second, I glimpse a gargantuan castle in the distance, with orange light shining from all its windows. A lake glitters near the castle, with numerous rowboats floating atop. Then, a humongous branch hits me, and I black out.