Authors Note: Yo! Chapter 2 is here. bit short. sorry about that.

Chapter II – A Fateful Encounter. Fading Sanity.

Darkness. That's the only thing he remembered. It was dark, it was damp and it was unbelievably hot. And he was scared.

Every day since his arrival in Tartarus. Kronos tortured him, impaling him in small spot of the back, the opposite of navel again and again with his soul reaping scythe. Causing the demigod to lose his Achilles Curse and became more vulnerable from physical harm. The Titan King would burn him with Greek Fire, he could feel every molecules in his body being incinerated. The Time Lord would make him swim in the River Cocytus, dripping his thoughts with misery. He would drown him in River Phlegethon, to keep him whole so he can endure more torments. When he was close to the arms of death Tartarus cursed his soul, so it will be forever anchored to his mortal essence. Like a monster, he'll just reformed to live another cycle of pain, misery and death.

The sulfuric air he breathe was thicker with the scent of his own blood. The shouts of tortured souls was the only music he can hear. In the heap of sharp stones, in the pool of dried blood. His silhouette lay lifeless. His body is full of fresh wounds, numerous burns and bruise and several bones are clearly shattered. Several streak of his hairs had gone white because of heavy mental stress, fear and being forced to endure the unimaginable pain that Kronos inflicted on him. His once bright sea green eyes that held hope and fierce determination were now dull and hollow.

This man was once known as Perseus 'Percy' Jackson. A demigod son of Poseidon. The Savior and Hero of Olympus. Now he was rotting in this hellhole. A twisted fate that he didn't deserve, but how did he end up in here? The answer is very simple really. Sacrifice. As noble as a man can be, this boy sacrificed himself to save Olympus and whole human civilization. For the Greater Good. And the price he'd paid overwhelms in the tiny shred of sanity he was tormented with agony, and not able to welcome the sweet embrace of death to escape such burden.

Annabeth.

The name that gives him comfort. Accompanied by glints of grey and gold. The smell of ripe strawberries. Her cute princess like curly hair. Her smile that wrench his heart every time and the warm feeling when she kisses him in a damp, hot cavern like this.

He must see her again. The fire of hope rekindles in his eyes. The demigod limp toward the River Phlegethon. Despite of unspeakable pain he managed to swim across the river of fire that heals and after being whole again he ran quickly through the depths of abyss, praying that Kronos and Tartarus won't find him which is impossible. NO. He must escape no matter what, even if he was hunted down by the pit itself.

He heard a great number of loud hisses from the monsters and evil beings that trapped with him. He even saw the very same Minotaur that he had slain when he's trying to reach Half-Blood Hill for the first time. It snarled at him yet it keep its distance. That was strange. Most monsters he'd encounter here and in the mortal world wants him dead, it seems to him that they letting him pass. No time to think, he quickened his pace. Percy felt uneasy, he felt a predator stalks to him. No! He willed himself not to dwell in fears, it's not healthy, this dungeon exist to kill everything inside it. It's messing with his mind and he was losing energy. Then he didn't notice a patch sharp stones until he set his foot to it.

"Urgh." He fall down to his knees, he struggled to stand. "Not yet. Not yet." He failed, and stumbled into deeper darkness. Unaware that the pit's terrain shifted so the gates of different depths of Tartarus also moved. And he just fell to the worst of all.

The figures of Kronos and Tartarus watched the demigod slips to the gates of oblivion. "Well, is it time to see the results of your hard work eh Time lord?"

"Ah… Yes never underestimate time questioned my doings, I can break the greatest hero with a snap of my finger. "The scarred Titan said. "Messing with time. Making him feel it was like a century than a mere year." He continued in serious tone.

"Well, we'll see if your little tricks and if he is all that great when he faced all father."

"Ah Tartarus come on. My Grand plan was pure evil genius."

-Line Break.-

Percy was falling. In panic he shut his eyes tightly and felt his hands brushed against the stony walls. He let out a ragged breathe and look around. The place was so completely black. No light is visible, no life exist. But he knew better, something sinister lurks in this darkness. Something older than the gods and Titans. Something like Tartarus.

He began climbing out of eternal abyss, each stone he grab, each fragment pierce his skin and it causes him an immense pain. His arms scream in protest as he pulled himself upward. He wouldn't fall down to another depth in Tartarus where only pain and misery waiting to him, where the sweet end in death was violated. No! he must see her again.

"What do we have here." A colds ancient voice made him stop on his tracks. "Ah a little hero. To young, too weak, too fragile, too innocent, but perhaps you will do." The voice is heavy and it has a hint of cruelty and malevolence. It wrapped the demigod like sheets of ice.

"Hm… I see, you had the potential." It said. "Tartarus and that Titan choose my champion well. Only the finishing touch is remaining."

A shimmering image hovered across to void. The planet earth. No, a beautiful woman, a goddess with a long platinum blonde hair that almost looked white, a lips that has the color of lovely shade of pink and two golden eyes that held pain and sorrow. She has tan skin and wearing a form- fitting, full- length light blue sleeveless dress with an ornate golden crest. She also wears gold bracelets around her upper arm. And she carries a transparent green shawl that swirls freely around her body.

The woman stared at Percy with a sad smile. Suddenly she burst into flames and faded to dark misty red energy, floating through the current of magic that he was unaware of, until it surrounded him. He saw different images of cities being burned to ground, mortals and demigods brutally slaughtered by vicious fiends who born from different parts of underworld. And Olympus crumble down as the last influences of gods come to an end along with humanity.

The unimaginable horrors burned in the mind of Percy. It broke him, it's like he was dissolving slowly, his face was distorted with pain. "N-no…" He murmured. "N-no! no… no…. t-this c-can't be! No.."

A cruel laughter filled the oblivion. An invisible force tugged him forward. It using the demigod to pull itself out. "Arise my champion. Live up to your name. Destroy the gods. Complete the circle. Release me from deep slumber!" A searing pain snake around his body and it resides in his heart. The unseen force tightened its grip. "RELEASE ME!"

The son of Poseidon could hear whispers, pained whispers, all begging to die, echoing all around him. All memories and his sanity were being buried deep down inside of him by ultimate despair.

And once again, he was swallowed by complete darkness.

Yay! AU HoO. Demented Percy a lil' Overpowered, after few more chapters you guys will be the one to decide the paths he will choose to follow. so stay tuned.

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