Hey people! It's me Justinlin7! Before I start this story I got good news and bad news. So the good news is that I would like to thank Project Phoenix Agent 003 for letting me use his first chapter in this story. When I begin the story, the Italic words are what he wrote. Kindly read his story Percy Jackson and the Prison of the Gods and leave a review/flame for me. *crowd cheers and claps* Anyways, the bad news is that the FBI has been hunting me and this story is similar to his story, so now the FBI is after me. Before I got running let me leave a message AKA the story.

Percy's POV

"BAH!" Kronos screamed. He slashed his sword through the smoke, tearing the image to shreds.

"They're on their way," I said. "You've lost."

"I haven't even started."

He advanced with blinding speed. Grover–brave, stupid satyr that he was–tried to protect me, but Kronos tossed him aside like a rag doll.

That was where I lost it. Kronos had tried to destroy camp. He'd forced Silena to be his spy, he poisoned Thalia's tree, he'd sent Chris into the Labyrinth, he'd basically killed Beckondorf, he'd betrayed Annabeth, and now I was done putting up with his crap. That was when the sensation I'd gotten while defending my dad's throne hit me again, only a lot more powerful. I didn't just feel the power of the ocean behind me; I felt the power of all of Olympus behind me.

I charged Kronos, my sword a blur of Celestial bronze. Kronos attempted to block, but my strike was so powerful, I knocked the blade clean out of his hands and across the throne room. I hacked away, each slice chopping a chunk out of Luke's armor.

Then, with one last, mighty swing, I actually cut Luke's skin, despite the fact that he was invulnerable. He stumbled back, shocked.

His eyes and expression flickered. Sometimes he was Kronos, other times he was Luke. But when he spoke, he spoke with both their voices.

"Jackson…" they cringed in fury.

I raised my sword, because I suddenly realized that Luke's mortal point was just under his left arm. I was going to end this. I was going to destroy the Titan king.

That's when my life was ruined.

Behind me, someone shouted out, "NO!"

I turned just in time to halfway-dodge Annabeth's lunge, which had been carefully aimed at the small of my back.

The scratch she'd left me with was smaller than a paper cut, and not even half as deep. Even so, I let out a cry of agony so powerful, that it defied all levels of pain. Nothing compared to this. Not even being cut by Kronos' scythe or holding up the sky. It was as if all the pain I'd ever felt combined in to one final, agonizing blast. I felt myself slip towards the edge of death.

My invulnerability faded away. I felt it leave me. The exhaustion had caught up with me, and my vision flickered, teetering between blind and mostly blind. My head spun. I'd lost all strength. All hope to carry on. And that's when the most crippling feeling yet came.

I realized it wasn't losing my invulnerability or even the blow to my mortal point that sapped my strength. It was Annabeth's betrayal. I realized she'd never really been with me to begin with. She'd been plotting my death one way or another since we'd first met. Just like Luke, only a lot worse because I'd never really gotten to know Luke.

This was Annabeth. She was the reason I lived to see sixteen. In contrast, she's also the reason I'm dying right now. I didn't much care about the dying. I only really cared that everything I thought I knew about Annabeth was a lie. She didn't care about camp. She hated the gods just like Luke had. She really wasn't my friend. If anything she was my worst enemy. Worse than Luke or Kronos. Because she was a living lie.

The time she saved me and Grover from Cerberus? A lie. The time she saved me on Circe's island? A lie. The kiss on the cheek after the chariot race? A lie. Saying at my funeral that I was the bravest friend she ever had? A lie. The kiss on Mount St. Helens, the time I comforted her before we went on a quest through the Labyrinth, pretty much every moment when I thought we were friends? IT WAS ALL A LIE!

Even as I realized this, Annabeth wasn't done yet. She brought her bronze knife up over her head, and stabbed it down into my chest. My vision blacked out, but I still heard what followed.

"Luke!" she screamed.

"Ann…Annabeth?" he murmured

"Are you alright? Did he–"

"I'm fine Annabeth. He…he didn't get my weak point. But he was about to. I," he stopped for a moment, and I heard the pain in his voice. "I saw it in his eyes. He knew. He would have killed me, and ended our plans to end the gods. But you…you stopped him Annabeth. You're a real hero."

My vision started working again. But I wished it wasn't. Annabeth was currently occupied making out with Luke. Disgusting. I saw Riptide lying a few feet away, and I desperately crawled to it. I was going to die. But there was no way in Hades I was going to let Olympus go down with me. I grabbed Riptide and, shakily, raised it to throw it. I took careful aim at Luke's mortal point.

But then, of course, my vision blacked out again. I heard Luke and Annabeth stop sucking face.

"Did you…" Luke struggled, "did you find a way?"

Annabeth started to cry. "I tried Luke, I really did. I searched every book and ancient text I could get my hands on. I even searched through Deadalus's laptop for a way. But I'm sorry. When Kronos assumes his true form, you'll be burned away."

"I'll sacrifice myself if it means the end of the gods," Luke assured her.

"It won't be in vain Luke," Annabeth said. My vision started working again, and I saw Annabeth look at me and notice I had my sword ready to throw.

"I'll make sure of it," Annabeth hissed.

But, ironically, Luke stopped her. "Annabeth. It's happening. You have to go."

"But…" she argued.

"GO!" Luke roared.

Annabeth turned and ran. Luke began to glow with a white hot intensity. Blinded, I threw anyway, praying that my aim had held.

I heard Luke cry in pain, and a wave of pure force sent me flying out of the throne room. I flew and flew and flew.

I thought I was dead. I knew I should be. Instead, I finally began to feel like I was falling. I saw the ocean racing up to meet me. But I knew with one look that the sea no longer belonged to Poseidon. It was in the hands of Oceanus, and that meant the Titans had one. And I had failed.

I hit the water with a splash! Then I floated to the sand. Just before I blacked out, I saw none other than Calypso run out to meet me. She pulled me into her arms, stroking the side of my face.

"Welcome home Percy," she murmured to me soothingly. "Welcome home."

Carter's POV

I was on the Chrysler Building looking over the destruction that was happening. Monsters were roaming around on the streets of Manhattan. Demon magicians, demons, and…wait…what the f***…that is the biggest dog I ever saw. For all my life fighting monsters, I never saw something like that.

It's a hellhound, Carter. It's a Greek monster

Oh yea, I forgot. Apophis took over the world somehow after some mysterious force gave it power. The only surviving gods which was a few were protected at Amos' mansion (which we hid from the monster army). Some gods like *ahem* Horus and Isis were hosting on me and Sadie now. I was now 15 while Sadie was 13. Two years and this happened. But what Horus said was shocking.

Greek monster? That is impossible. I thought there were only Egyptian monsters.

Look again

Then again, there were other monsters related to Greek. Cyclops, manticores, evil looking skeletons, a Minotaur, and some kind of tiger man holding a piece of pie (Don't ask me why). But the weirdest thing was the black cloud surrounding the top of the Empire State Building. I tried to focus my eyes toward that direction. I saw some kind of giant building, wait that's a Greek temple. What the hell? I thought, Sadie, come here quick! My sister appeared out of no where

"What do you want, Carter?" she said annoyed.

"Focus your eyes toward that black cloud and tell me what you see" I told her.

"Umm… some kind of Greek temple" she exclaimed. "That's weird. I never saw it before. Wait a second. Oh no, duck!"

She tackled me and the biggest explosion came. It caused everything to shake. The Chrysler Building started to crumble. Sadie pulled me on the building's eagle and did that stupid thing from Sorcerer's Apprentice. She changed the eagle into a flying one and flew us out of the building. Two things went wrong. Number one, the Chrysler Building went down. Number two, the monsters saw us and shot at us. We almost got hit and when we got to the Empire State Building, the whole thing collapsed and something flew out of the black cloud. No not something, someone. The black haired kid about my age flew lifelessly to somewhere.

2 year later…

I was at Typhon's Prison preparing Amos' cabin to be placed here. Three months ago, a girl named Thalia came to the mansion and told me about this place. She had been fighting off with some of her friends in order to protect the demi-gods (half human/half gods) from the Titan army. I found out that their powerful enemy had teamed up with Apophis to take over the world. She told me this prison was to a monster that is so powerful, it could destroy gods. Anyways, we were preparing to teleport Amos' mansion to a new water bubble attached to the others. A few magicians used some more magic and the mansion popped up from nowhere. The surviving gods came out to inspect the place. I went to the control room check on the war. Only a few quests were successful. I went to the control room where the commander, Athena was.

"Athena, how are we doing in Seattle?" I asked.

"Not very good, perhaps" she said gravely. "The Seattle Tower just fell and a big number of casualties were reported"

I bit my lip and looked at the screen. The battlefield was filled with blood, sand, rubble etc. Suddenly, Conner Stoll burst into the room.

"Carter, we have an emergency!" he said.

I followed him into the map room and looked at the giant globe. A red dot was at some small island.

"What's happening?" I asked.

"Some powerful source of energy has been traced from a mysterious island called…Ogygia" a mortal said. "His aura is strong with amazing power. His father is an Olympian"

"Which one?" said Thalia, who just entered

The computer starting printing out files and the big screen came out with the results.

"He's a son of…."

"What?" everybody yelled.

"Poseidon" he finished.

Thalia turned white, along with the rest of the half-bloods.

"It can't be… That's not possible… he died a year ago" she mumbled.

"Who, Thalia?" I asked.

"That might be the missing hero and my friend" she answered. "Percy Jackson"

Oh, a cliffhanger. But seriously, if you really want to know the rest of the story, read the origional story by Project Phoenix Agent 003 because it about the same things. Anyways, do what Spanish call Repaso and Greek call Αναθεώρηση and what I call REVIEWNG. Seriously, I don't care if you flame because I get that a lot. See ya!

*FBI crashes into the door*

F***!