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Poseidon POV

It was an average day on Olympus. And by average I of course meant horrible and chaotic.

Ever since Hera sent her crazy plan to unite the camps into place Zeus hadn't let anyone leave. Which was incredibly stupid.

I mean seriously! What was the good in that?! The plan didn't make any sense whatsoever. He expected us to sit here and do nothing as our children risked their lives every day.

Oh, and it was so awful to not be able to intervene or help them as they fought to destroy one of our biggest enemies.

It had even worried me. I mean the whole reason the last war even happened was because our children had felt forgotten and used by the gods. And here we were, doing the same thing again.

Zeus just refused to let us learn from our mistakes. If I were a demigod in this prophecy, I know that I would be mad that I had no assistance from my godly parent.

Of course this wasn't entirely true. I had a sneaking suspicion that some of the other gods had cheated and gone down to earth to help their kids. I would have to, but Zeus would have found out.

If he found out someone like Aphrodite had done it he probably wouldn't have cared too much. But if I did? Oh, all Hades would break lose.

Though I didn't physically help the seven, I had been watching over them. I watched as Percy went on a quest to Alaska to free Death and I watched as the son of Hephaestus was possessed by an eidolon and fired on New Rome. I watched everything. And right now I watched as Percy and Jason fought those twin giants together.

I had to admit it was quite amazing. And also somewhat scary at the same time. I mean, when they were working together they were pretty much unbeatable. In fact, they probably could've taken down me or Zeus if they wanted to.

This only added to the fear that there would be a repeat of the last war. If the 7 demigods decided to turn against the gods and fight with Gaea, there was almost no doubt in my mind that the gods would lose.

Suddenly Zeus called everyone into the throne room for another one of his pointless meetings. I sighed and stopped watching Percy's fight, glumly making my way to the throne room.

I was one of the first to arrive, Athena being the first because she's always trying to be Zeus' pet. I rolled my eyes at the sight of her and she glared at me.

I sat down at my throne and zoned out as the other gods arrived. I thought of my son, Percy, and how I worry about his life every day. There was also a strong sense of pride when I thought of him.

He had accompliced so much considering he was only 17.

Wow, I thought, he's 17. I suddenly felt a strong feeling of guilt that I felt far too often. I had given him a horrible fate. He'd been forced into a demigod's life at the age of 12. 12!

He seemed to be happy, though. Right?

But as I began to think about, I realized I hadn't seen him since he won the last war. That felt like so long ago. I wonder how he must feel, being ripped out of his life for months and then being thrust into another war, without even a hint of assistance from his father.

I sighed and went back into reality. Most of the gods had arrived by now. All except for Apollo and Dionysius really. It had been awhile and they still hadn't arrived.

After what felt like forever Dionysius arrived. Of course, I thought, he had aided Percy and Jason in the fight and he probably only just finished. I felt a bit of relief when he came because he would've said something to me if Percy had died in the battle and he didn't so Percy was clearly alive and well.

Zeus seemed to give up on Apollo arriving as he had finally began the meeting. "Well hello Dionysius, where, may I ask, have you been?"

Dionysius paled slightly as he stammered, "I… um… I was just—"

"Just what," Zeus interrupted, "Just assisting the demigods in their quest even though I forbade anyone from doing so?!"

I rolled my eyes. Zeus was so impossible sometimes.

Dionysius seemed somewhat frustrated at Zeus' comment as he too rolled his eyes and shot back, "If I hadn't helped them, then the giants wouldn't have died. You and I both know that in order to kill a giant both demigods and gods must work together!"

Others nodded in agreement, but Zeus refused to see the error of his ways, "Even so what you did was forbidden and you must be punished."

Dionysius rolled his eyes again, "Oh please, like I'm the only one whose done it."

"Are you telling me that other people have broken the rules and gone to see their children?!"

"Well, duh."

Zeus huffed. "Enough of this there will be no more interaction with the demigods!"

I was about to argue that Zeus was being an idiot (as usually), when Apollo suddenly burst through the door looking grim.

"What is the meaning of this tardiness? Have you too gone to assist the 7 of the prophecy," Zeus shot at Apollo.

Apollo looked confused, but only for a moment, "No, well… yes and no."

"What do you mean," Athena said, stepping in.

He looked extremely upset and somewhat desperate. "Well, uhh… I wasn't interfering with their quest, I was just… overseeing it… and umm," he glanced at me nervously and suddenly I felt a deep sense of dread.

Had something happened to Percy? No he had been fine only moments ago. He couldn't be dead right? No. No.

"What is it Apollo," I asked nervously.

"Well… umm…. You see—"

"Just spit it out already Apollo," Athena yelled, quite impatiently.

"Percy and Annabeth fell into Tartarus," he blurted out and then clamped a hand over his mouth.

My face paled tremendously as the words sunk in. I started to shake my head.

No, no. He couldn't have… NO! This just can't be happening…

Hestia was the first to recover, she paused, "What?"

Apollo sighed, "Well, I'm sure most of you know about the quest Athena sent her on. You know, 'you must follow the mark of Athena and avenge me blah, blah, blah.' Well, anyway, the 7 had just arrived after Annabeth had let Arachne fall into the pit and Jason, Frank, Leo, and Piper were working to get the statue secured on the ship. But, one of Arachne's webs was caught on Annabeth's leg and she started falling into the pit when Percy grabbed her hand. They fell, but Percy grabbed a ledge, but it was too far and Nico couldn't reach them. So, Percy told him to meet him at the mortal side of the doors. And then he… well, he let go," he said as quickly as he could.

"So they fell together," Aphrodite finished quietly.

Somewhere into the middle of Apollo's explanation I realized I had started crying.

Hephaestus looked confused, "Wait, so you're telling me that Percy had a chance to save himself and let her fall and… he didn't?" Apollo shook his head and Hephaestus muttered, "Mortals…"

"Don't you get it," Aphrodite said in a tone mixed with daydream and sadness, "He loves her enough to sacrifice himself for her."

I wasn't listening though, all I could think about was how little we had spoken. How I was a terrible father. I wasn't there for him and now… he was in Tartarus. I couldn't help him there, he was completely on his own.

No. No, he wasn't on his own.

He had Annabeth, surely if they worked together they could survive even Tartarus.

Annabeth… the reason my son was in that horrible place. "This is all your fault," I glared at Athena.

"My fault?! How is this my fault?!"

"If you hadn't sent your daughter on that stupid quest my son would be on the Argo II right now, probably on guard duty or something!"

"If anything, this is Perseus' fault!"

"This is the farthest thing from Percy's faul—"

"SILENCE," Zeus yelled suddenly, "Playing the blame game will get you nowhere. And honestly… I believe them falling into Tartarus was, well, necessary."

I was shocked, even Zeus wasn't so heartless as to say that, "Excuse me?"

"Well the doors of death need to be closed and, if all goes well Perseus and Annabeth will successfully close the Tartarus side of the doors and make it out safely."

Athena looked up, tears in her eyes as well, "Don't you get it," she asked him. "In order to close the doors, someone must stay behind!"

The whole throne room went quiet at that and I burst out sobbing.

One of them was definitely going to die then, if not both. No one said it out loud, but they didn't have to. I knew.

Percy would give everything he had to save Annabeth, he fell into Tartarus for her. If it came down to it, he would never let her stay as he left. He would stay behind. Even if he had to do so forcefully.

I knew. We all knew.

I was never going to see my son again.

But, no. I couldn't afford to think like that, I just couldn't.

Percy would find a way to save them both. Percy always finds a way. He always beats the odds, even when they're stacked up against him.

He was going to survive this.

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