Percy slashed furiously at the dracanae in front of him, ignoring the blood leaking from a gash on his arm, his other arm held gingerly to the side, as if it was unusable. Annabeth was laying not to far off, looking as if she had collapsed, her eyes closed, protected by a sphere of water.

Nico stabbed the tenth hellhound, vaporizing it, before wrapping an arm around an unconscious and injured demigod at his feet, sinking into the shadows and transporting to the Apollo cabin where a tired Will Solace was treating others, before coming back to the battle.

Thalia, her arrows charged with lightning, shot arrow after arrow at a cyclops, before realizing she only had one more left. She shot the last one, then called down a lightning strike on the cyclops, glancing at her immobile brother next to her.

They were one of the few still alive and fighting. Many have died, including some of their close friends. Piper. Frank. Hazel. Clarisse. Grover. Almost all the nymphs. Tyson. Leo. So many others. But they didn't dwell on that. They kept going, kept on fighting back. Because that was the only thing they could do right now.

But still, so many deaths. So many injured. Hearing the cries of your fallen comrades, and yet not being able to go to them, to help them, was torture.

There was no help incoming. The gods have turned their backs on them. Why, they didn't know, but now almost every single one harbored a deep grudge. It was hard not to when your friends are being mindlessly slaughtered around you by an enemy you thought was dead, and not getting any help from your godly parents that could have prevented some of the deaths. And one more was about to happen.

"Annabeth!" Percy yelled, seeing a monster try to pounce on her. He quickly sent a blast of water in her direction, which moved her out of the monsters way. And straight into the claws of another one.

Percy watched in unrestrained horror as a claw came down, and pierced her through the stomach. Running towards her, and falling to his knees, he started crying, surprisingly the first tears since the beginning of the battle.

And she was smiling.

Annabeth, though her eyes were closed, and there was blood pooling around her, smiled, and snuggled closer to Percy. And suddenly her eyelids flew open, and she looked at Percy, who was frightened.

And then the beautiful gray, stormy, eyes turned glassy. The whole world seemed to stop for Percy, and he started swaying. He was distinctly aware of a monster coming up behind him and Thalia rushing to block it. Nico intercepted the one coming from the right. Working together, they gave Percy the time he very much needed, to accept Annabeth's death.

They knew he was heartbroken, and they were both saddened immensely as well, but they were willing to let Percy have his moment. What they didn't expect, was a high, keening sound to come from Percy. It was a heartbroken wail, that held all of Percy's sadness, as he sobbed over Annabeth, his girlfriend, dying.

Then another wail joined him.

It was Thalia's, as a hydra shot acid at the spot where Jason was. No, no, no! Not this! First Annabeth, then Jason...why were the Fates so cruel?

She collapsed, next to Percy, as both cried together over their lost loved ones. Nico, also slightly teary eyed, gritted his teeth, and kept going. But he couldn't go much longer.

Finally, after his Stygian sword was knocked out of his hand, and his arm turned numb, sat down nest to Percy and Thalia, finally having given up.

He wrapped an arm around both of the other children of the Big Three, and prayed with all his might for his father, a god, or anyone to come. But nothing happened.

The world seemed to change color, as they went into shock. It started to spin and turn on it's axis. Slowly, they started to resign to their deaths. No one would save them this time. This is where it ended.

They heard footsteps slowly approach them, but didn't look up. They figured it was just another monster, about to kill them. At least then they could be with those that they loved.

"Tut, tut. Poor demigod scum." A dark, evil voice sounded from the one in front of them. It was a familiar and hated voice, the one that started everything. In Percy's mind, the one that killed everything. He clenched his fists.

Percy slowly got up, shaking off the arms of Thalia and Nico, who looked at him in surprise.

"You killed them." His voice was a low growl, glaring up at the Titan in front of him. Kronos.

"Hm?" Kronos smirked.

"You killed them!" Percy shouted, furious. "All of them!"

"Yes, I did." This statement only seemed to infuriate Percy further.

"I hate you!" Percy yelled, water starting to rise around him.

"Don't you hate Poseidon for not coming to help?" Kronos asked, still smirking.

Percy froze. "N-no."

"Are you sure?"

"Yeah..." He sounded unsure.

Kronos snorted. This was getting too fun. "Anyway, you are probably going to hate me more."

"Why?" Thalia spoke up, her voice hoarse.

"Oh, because I'm going to send you back."

"What?!" This time Nico shouted, struggling to get to his feet.

"So I can watch you suffer all over again." At this, Thalia stood up with difficulty.

"What do you mean?" Thalia whispered, fear obvious in her voice. The fear was matched with the expressions on Percy and Nico.

"I mean..." Kronos waved his arm, and a bright flash filled their vision. "I am going send you back in time. You'll see everything happen again."

And with those words, everything disappeared.

-A/N: Hi! This is not my first story. It came to me in a burst of inspiration, so I just sat down and started writing. I would really appreciate reviews, so please comment. My goal right now is to get at least 5. I am totally serious. This is very new, and I don't expect many reviews, and anyway, it's best to start small, right? Well, I hope you like it!

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