Just finished the chapter, wanted to get it out there.

A/N This story will be defiantly be a bit AU. Also, the characters might be a bit be a bit... OOC Disclaimer: "Did you hear me I own nothing! Not PJO, nothing!"

-Gets hit by lightning from Zeus.

"I'll take that as a yes."

Remembrance

The blast of the conch horn resounded throughout Manhattan. The waves parted as their king, my dad, rose from the crashing sea on his chariot. He seemed to be back to his old self - he no longer looked like an old man. Poseidon glowed a royal blue, his aura pulsing with power. The horn resounded again, and a army of cyclopes raced through the surf. In command of them was my step-brother, Tyson. He was now a full cyclopes, a towering thirty feet tall.

"Strike now my brethren! Strike, for the fate of the world lies with you." Poseidon roared above the waves. "For Olympus!"

And with that, the army of cyclopes and Briaries took out their tools: huge, black iron chains that could hold down an airliner like a dog. They began to swing them round and round over their heads, and began to lob them around Typhon. The monster began to slow down.

Poseidon (it was getting really hard to think of him as my dad right now) began to ride in a tight circle around Typhon. He stabbed the beast with his trident, drawing forth a spout of golden blood. The water began to churn around the base of Typhon's feet.

"No!" screamed Kronos in outrage. "No!"

Their cause strengthened, the gods began a fresh assault on Typhon. Zeus hurled endless bolts of lightning at the beast. Apollo let loose a fiery array of arrows towards the beasts left eye. His twin, Artemis, sent a dozen or so arrows streaming across the sky, like pale silver lightning, towards his right.

Suddenly, my head began to burn. I felt like my skull was impaled with a dagger from the inside out. What the hell is going on? I grabbed my head in pain, my almost invulnerable body contorting in pain. This hurts like Hades.

Kronos began to laugh. "The great Percy Jackson, Hero of Prophecy, trembling in fear and pain. Let this serve as a warning to those who defy me."

He walked calmly over towards me. "I know your Achilles point Percy. You are going to suffer a very quick and painful death." He kicked me over onto my back.

I was struggling just to stand, but I couldn't concentrate enough to so much as twitch my finger. My thoughts were cloudy. I tried to remember back to all of the times I had met Luke, if their was anything I could say, but as I came to my third year at the camp, I didn't remember anything! What in Hades is going on?
I was then drawn back to reality, as Kronos sneered. "Luke thought that you could be a threat. But Luke was wrong. Let this serve as an example to those who still defy me." He raised Backbiter high above his head. "This is the end, Percy Jackson."

I closed my eyes, waiting for the inevitable pain that would come as my Achilles point would be hit. It never came. I opened my eyes wearily. Annabeth was standing over me, her knife blocking Kronos's blade. Stunned, Kronos dropped his blade. Annabeth kicked it away.

She began murmuring something softly to Kronos. I couldn't hear anything. Suddenly, Kronos struck Annabeth in the face, who hit her head with a resounding 'crack.' Kronos's eyes began to shift back to the blue of Luke Castellan.

Suddenly, the mist that clouded my mind vanished. I remembered everything. But I couldn't dwell on what that meant. Luke had possibly just killed Annabeth. I needed revenge.

Luke's body began to glow gold. The light just kept getting brighter.

"Percy, my knife. I need my knife."

I turned around, astounded. That wasn't the voice of Kronos, but the voice of Luke.

"Hurry! Kronos is going to revert to his true form. Then he will unstoppable. I'm the only one that can end this. Just give me the the damn knife!" he yelled.

Drawing on some strength that I didn't know I had, I walked over to Annabeth and pick up the knife. I looked at her closed eyes. Suddenly, I understood. I wasn't the hero. Luke was.

I handed the knife to Luke.

"Um...Percy?" came the quiet voice of Grover. I jumped in surprise.

"Grover! I forgot you were here." I said

"Yeah, whatever. Was that really a smart move, to give him the knife?" he asked tentatively, standing behind the platinum throne of Zeus.

"We'll see."

As I said that, Luke began to remove his armor. The glow from his body was blinding now. I guessed that there was little time left. He exposed some skin underneath his left arm. I never would have been able to hit there. He then grabbed the dagger, and stabbed himself, sticking the dagger in to almost midway.

He screamed in agony. A blast of pure energy sent me and Annabeth flying to the other side of the throne room.

I quickly got to my feet. I checked Annabeth for a pulse. I waited. And waited. Then I suddenly felt a faint pulse.

"Thank the gods." I said to no one in particular. I then walked across the room to see what had happened to Luke. He was still alive.

"Thank you Percy. You saved me from myself. I don't have long, so will you just tell Annabeth...thanks for believing in me. Without her, you would all be dead, and I would still be a slave of that bastard." He took a shallow, shaky breath. "Grover!" he called hoarsely. "You're the bravest Satyr I've ever come across. Thanks man." He drew one more, desperate breath. "And Percy...you will be a hero. You'll be the greatest. You already are." Then Luke lay down his head on the cold marble floor, and his once again blue eyes saw no more.


Almost immediately, the gods and their children began to crowd into the destroyed throne room. Apollo walked over to me, clad in his fiery battle armor, and knelt beside Annabeth.

"Leave this to me." With that, he waved a hand over her body while speaking a strange language. She looked like she was merely asleep. "God of Medicine you know." Apollo smirked, then headed over to the rest of the gods.

I suddenly saw Thalia, moving on crutches. My heart started pounding, beating faster and faster. My palms started sweating. I hadn't really talked to her for two years. Did she still feel anything for me? I still felt strongly for her, now that I remembered the full story of that quest. I saw Apollo hurry over to her, and she dropped her crutches. There's defiantly more then just medicine to Apollo's power.

I walked over to Thalia timidly. I stopped right in front of her, and looked her in the eyes.

"Hey Percy. Guess you won, didn't you?" She said, her voice like a song I could get lost in.

"Yeah." I said nervously, looking at the ground. Then, I looked her straight in the eyes. "I remember everything."

Thalia matched my gaze. "What did you forget?" she asked cautiously.

"Two years ago. Us." I said shortly, waiting for a reaction. I got one. Her knees started shaking, a single tear ran down her face. Her breathing pace increased.

"Percy. How did you remember? I thought those memories were gone forever."

"I, uh, really don't know." I said lamely. "Seriously though, I need to know, do you still feel for me at all?"

Thalia looked at me, tears rolling down her face. "I still love you Jackson, but no matter what happens, we can never even see if 'us' would work." she said sadly.

I looked at her, about to tell her that 'you never know', when Annabeth walked over to us.

Her face was red and her eyes were blood-shot. It looked like she had been crying for a minute or two.

"Hey guys, the gods want to see us." she informed us, her eyes darting between the two of us. "Did I miss something?" she asked.

I looked at her and opened my mouth, about to tell her that I remembered, but Thalia simply said "Yeah." Then we began walking over to the thrones of the gods, where all the major gods were seated. Poseidon, Zeus, Athena, even Hades.

Zeus began talking about how he was grateful that his brothers came to the aid of Olympus, and neither of them made it easy for him to say. And then, he came around to us. The demi-gods.

"Thalia Grace." the voice of the King of the Gods echoed throughout Olympus. Thalia rose knelt at her father's feet. "The ranks of the Hunters will soon grow immensely, thanks to your bravery here at Olympus.

She then walked over to Artemis. "You have done well lieutenant. You have made the Hunters proud, and all the Hunters that fell in this battle will achieve Elysium, I am sure." she said glaring daggers at Hades. He winced.

"Fine." he muttered. "They will enter Elysium soon."

Thalia beamed and looked around the room. Her eyes suddenly fell upon me, and she suddenly smiled at me. I smiled back, not understanding what she was trying to tell me. She turned back towards Zeus.

"I have one more request father." Thalia began tentatively.

"Anything, daughter."

"If it is within your power and Artemis will allow it..."

"Yes daughter?"

I was beginning to understand what she was going to do. A smile started to creep across my face, and I couldn't stop it. I grinned stupidly.

Annabeth glanced at me worriedly. "Are you okay Percy?"

"Yeah." I said simply. "Everything's good. No, wait, everything's great!"

"Okay Percy." Annabeth said. "Okay."

Thalia continued. "With your permission Lord Zeus, I would like to leave the Hunters."

A/N: Now THAT'S more like it! About 1,600 words. I know this is AU, and the characters are a bit OOC, but this is fanfiction. So deal. I'll probably edit this later.