A/N: Hello this is Astra. It may be harder to write and update material for me, as I am currently in a child services building, but I shall do my best. Enjoy and review.

Tartarus

Three weeks later

Dry desertlands

Biter had become very fond of the girl. Zoe Nightshade had been a Hesperide at the beginning of her life, daughter of Pleione the water nymph and Atlas the titan of endurance. She had betrayed her family to help a hero she had fallen in love with, but he abandoned her, which left her alone because of her banishment from her family. She later found the Hunter's of Artemis, which she accepted gratefully and served the moon goddess for over two thousand years. Then she had met a boy named Percy Jackson, a different son of Poseidon, who changed her views of men and people alike. She said their time was short, but she had developed a small crush for the boy before she died on the quest to save her mistress. She was put in the stars and she stayed in the court of Ouranos for a few years before she was thrown to Tartarus, as were many others who had connections to the son of Poseidon. She had been in the Pit for over five years, and she had barely been able to survive it.

Something about her story felt familiar to all of his aspects, but one aspect stayed silent, as it had chosen to stay sheltered inside of the shattered animal. Biter remained in his aspect form the entire time he spent with her. Zoe took care of him because, as she quoted Percy, she "do not judge others by their blood, but on who they choose to be." Again the words sounded familiar, but he let the feeling go, for as long as the aspect stayed silent was as long as he was to not question his own past.

Biter healed over time, as he allowed himself to heal normally instead of using his powers to do it in seconds, and Zoe helped him through the entire time. Once he was healed, he began to train again. Any monster that came by them would not recognize him as he made sure to blur that part of their minds, and he would kill them swiftly.

Of course, he never bragged about his achievements and said that it was mostly luck or training. That in itself made Zoe open up to him.

He sparred with the daughter of Atlas, and in the end he won, even though he said she was a hard partner to beat. She was very far easy to beat, but he lowered his strength, speed, energy, and agility to that of a normal demigod. So of course she never suspected a thing.

He held his hand out and she took it without hesitation, him pulling her up off of the floor. They stayed there, and Biter slowly began to realize their proximity, and how her volcanic eyes stared up at his split colored orange green eyes.

They stayed that way for what seemed like forever, until realization dawned on her face and she stepped back, not looking at him. A deep blush grew on her face, and she cleared her throat. "Nice technique."

He nodded as he blinked a few times, letting his mind slowly come back from its musings. He rubbed the back of his neck nervously as he coughed into his fist, as Biter felt his own face heat up. "Yeah, you too."

They stood there in an awkward silence before she turned, slowly walking back to the tent. "Later, Ben."

He felt panic. What did I do? Did I make her mad? Is she mad at me? He grabbed her by her arm quickly, and she stiffened at the contact, her entire body freezing. He pulled away as she look back at him. "S-sorry. I don't know why I- um. Sorry." Biter felt stunned internally. He was stuttering, and it wasn't anything he had planned to do!

She nodded and slowly started to walk back, leaving him there to fight with himself.

Olympus

Throne Room

Zeus sighed. "We shall use our last resort for this war to end."

Olympians and minor gods paled as they remembered who the king spoke of.

Dionysus raised his hand. "Father, I-"

"Silence!" His son went quiet, as did the murmurs going through the gods around him. "We have come to our last line of defense, and as such, must use it to win this war."

A demigod came up. "What would this defense be, Lord Zeus?"

Everyone who remembered that dreadful day paled, some going stiff and others tensed. Artemis kept her gaze away from her father and raised it to sea green eyes. Her uncle's eyes shined as his hands dug into his throne, the sound of cracks spreading from armrests. Hermes kept silent, while Ares smiled coldly.

Zeus stood, and the ones who had played a part in the punishment also rose, Athena glancing around worriedly. He slammed his bolt against the floor. "The strongest and worthiest Olympians and gods shall go to Tartarus to bring him in chains. They shall bring Perseus Jackson."

Tartarus

One hour later

Dry desertlands

Biter ate silently as he watched the flames of the makeshift hearth. Even though she was in the Pit because of them, Zoe sacrificed a portion of her meal to only a select few of the gods: Artemis, Hermes, Poseidon, and Hestia. He found it strange that she would still give something of hers at every meal to those select four, and she would pray under her breath for them to guide the two demigods back to earth.

Zoe stayed silent for a moment, her fork moving her meat around her plate. "Ben." He turned to her and waited for her to speak again. She kept watching the flames even as she spoke. "Do you ever miss being on earth?"

" would I miss it?" For one of the first times he spoke the truth to her.

Zoe paused. "Do you ever miss anyone up there?" Her voice sounded soft, as if she were afraid of the answer he would give.

He hesitated. Strange images flashed through his head, causing him to scowl at the flames. Zoe saw it. "No."

"Why?"

"Because I have no one to go back to."

"What about your family?"

"They're dead." Zoe flinched at his cold tone. Biter felt shocked by it. It was from the aspect that never spoke, that let his other parts run free...

"Sorry. I just, don't have many good memories up there."

Her next question shocked him. "Then why do you do as the gods ask of you?"

It felt like a slap. "I don't."

Her face turned to his, confusion on her expression. "You said you were on a quest for Zeus."

That's when he felt the panic. An emotion he had never felt before, as much as the other aspects hadn't as well. But the first aspect...

A flash lighted up the dark abyss, and Biter stood up in one swift motion, Riptide out. Zoe's eyes widened. "Where did you get-?"

Her question was cut off by more flashes, and he stood in front of her as he kept slowly turning to look at each of his mortal enemies. Or should he say, immortal?

"Ben!" He spun as the silver arrow flew, and he batted it to the side with his blade like a baseball bat. Another arrow came from a different place, the tip golden instead of silver. He caught the arrow in his palm, and it slowly darkened before it turned to ash. A gasp flew from a feminine figure, and Biter quickly turned to the voice, his sword raised as he held Zoe behind him, her hand squeezing his as her eyes glowed with fear.

"Who are you?!" He shouted to the figures, and then Zoe gasped. She started to bow, but Biter held her back. "What the hell are you doing?" He whispered to her as he kept his eyes on each and every being.

"The gods. Olympians." She hissed, and she then knew he had lied about himself.

"The better question is," A man in a purple shirt and pants stepped closer, and Biter aimed the sword at him while keeping Zoe behind himself. "Who do you think you are?"

Images flashed through his head, and he let go of Zoe, Riptide falling from his grasp as the curses took a tight hold, images flashing across his gaze as voices rang in his mind. He growled, his knuckles buried deep into the ground as his body went rigid. He hissed words through his teeth, pain evident in his posture and voice. "What do you want from me?"

"You have been summoned by the Olympian council to swear loyalty to Olympus, and to fight for us in the current war." Zoe knew that voice, and she turned to see her old mistress with saddened eyes as she looked at the broken form of the demigod before them all.

"What are you doing to Ben?!" She shouted at Artemis, not caring that she was a goddess who could smite her at any second. Dionysus stared at the boy before he nodded sadly. Zoe knelt beside him. "Ben! Snap out of it!"

"His name is not Ben, Zoe." Zoe wanted to ignore her old friend, but questions ran through her head.

"Who is he? What has he ever done to you?" Her voice sounded weak, and it shocked Artemis that her oldest friend had become fond of a male.

Athena's eyes flashed. "His name is Perseus Jackson, traitor to Olympus and banished to Tartarus unless needed by the gods. He shall come with us."

Olympus

Throne Room

1 hour later

Pain. He only felt pain. He saw images of people he did not know, and yet something inside of him hurt as he saw their dead bodies violated and torn apart. Biter felt fear. Pain was easy to dull, yet his fear made the pain grow as he felt familiar chains around his wrists that bound him to the ground. His arms spread straight, his head bowed, his figure down on his knees.

The Olympians did not recognize the figure in chains, yet he radiated the same curses they had given to Perseus Jackson, traitor to Olympus.

The boy was well built. Not bulky, but not skinny either. His hair was black, the right section near his face was stark white. He wore no shirt, only shorts that showed his finely toned skin. They couldn't see the boy's eyes.

Zeus spoke. "Athena, raise his head."

She did as told, flashing beside him before grabbing a fistful of hair and pulling it back, his head rising as his eyes remained closed. "Lessen his pain, Dionysus."

In seconds the pain lessened so that he opened his eye, only to reveal orange and green split irises. The top half was orange, flickering like flames, while the bottom was green, as if the earth.

Everyone stood quiet, Poseidon barely being able to restrain himself from aiding his once favorite son.

Then Zeus spoke again. "Perseus Jackson, you have been ordered by the entire council to fight fo Olympus, and to defend the gods."

The boy made no sign of recognition, even as his eyes scanned the room of gods, landing and staying on Poseidon. Something pulled his gaze to the sea god, but Biter had no idea what it was.

"Speak, boy!" Zeus slammed his fist to his throne, sparks flying. Still nothing came from the figure.

Seconds later, he spoke with confidence and confusion. "Who the hell are you talking about?"

Before Zeus could explode, Dionysus raised his palm. Zeus stayed quiet. The wine god asked, "What is your name?"

"Biter." He answered immediately, causing many minor gods to look at him in confusion.

Dionysus continued. "Do you know who Percy Jackson is?"

Again, an immediate, "No."

"Do you know anyone who may know him?"

He hesitated, his aspects voicing their beliefs and ideas. Only one stayed silent. "No."

Again, Dionysus raised his palm to stop his father from blasting the creature to bits. "Is there anyone who may know him?"

"Yes."

"What is their name?"

"I don't know."

Again the wine god interrupted his father from ranting. "Why do you not know?"

"He doesn't speak to anyone."

"Why is that?"

"I don't know."

"Where is this person?"

Biter hesitated. They wouldn't believe him. The god repeated his question. "Here."

Murmurs ran through the room. "Where exactly?"

"Inside of this body."

Dionysus nodded, satisfied. He turned to his father, who looked ready to blow a gasket. "His mind is shattered. It is reasonable that Perseus would not speak to anyone and let his other aspects roam freely." He again turned to the chained boy. "Did you know the girl you were with in Tartarus from before?"

Again the aspect hesitated. "No. She felt familiar, but I did not know her." He scowled, the pounding in his head growing. "What have you done with her?"

He waved aside the question. "We left her where we found her."

A vein popped in his brain, his eye twitching. "You what?" His voice was deadly and calm, yet a pent up rage was hidden behind it.

Zeus intervened. "As we did not go for the girl, we left her there. She had no business here."

Artemis' eyes widened. "Father! She was my lieutenant! She died a heroic death to save an Olympian! How could you leave her there!? Why was she even there in the first place!?"

Zeus scowled. "She is a titan. She is where she belongs daughter. And she is there as punishment for aiding Perseus in his quests. Anyone associated with the traitor was cast down with him."

Artemis started to stand, but Zeus snapped his fingers and chains enveloped her, a gag in her mouth to keep her from speaking. "Silence, daughter. We can speak later of your choices in lieutenants. Now-"

His words were cut off by a scream. Everyone turned to find the traitor thrashing against the restraints, his appearance changing. His hair turned a dark red, flecks of black in the mix. His eyes turned pitch black, no iris or pupils or whites at all. His body grew muscular, his wrists also filled with strength and muscle as did his arms and legs. His skin stayed tanned, but black wings grew out of his back, pushing through his shoulder blades to grow and stretch, before they spread out, the right wing pushing Athena from beside him. His entire body clenched, and the skin on his wrists became doused in flames.

The Celestial Bronze chains melted at the extreme heat, and the broke from the gown pressure from the new size of his wrists. He pulled his arms together before him, feeling no more resistance. He opened his black eyes and slowly stood to his actual height. He stood at half the size of the thrones, and fear filled the eyes of most of the gods and Olympians. Hestia screamed as her eyes glazed over, her scream of extreme terror causing many to flinch away from the creature before them.

He cracked his neck by twisting it, his wings flapping slowly and lightly as he clenched and unclenched his arms and hands. A wicked scowl crossed his face, and he stared down the king of the gods. "SHE WORSHIPED YOU! SHE FOUGHT FOR YOU FOR CENTURIES, AND YOU REPAY HER PRAYERS WITH REJECTION AND IGNORANCE!?" His voice boomed, causing many to faint from terror while Zeus shook on his throne.

"How DARE you speak to your king with such DISRESPECT?!" He shouted at the monster, and that silenced the creature as its wings retracted slowly, the wings looking small against his back. Zeus continued, believing he had control. "You are to defend Olympus and destroy our enemy! Then you shall return to Tartarus until needed again! DO YOU UNDERSTAND, CREATURE!?"

Silence, even Hestia's screams had only become whimpers, while some minor gods went to her aide as she stared at nothing and whimpered with tears flowing from her eyes. Everyone stared at the silent creature, waiting for something to happen.

Steadily, Hestia began thrashing, shouting as she tried to run from nothing, before she screamed again in violent terror. "What have you done to Hestia?!" Zeus bellowed, anger clouding his judgement.

The figure raised its head, eyes locking with the king of the gods. His wings slowly opened until they were fully outstretched. Hestia's voice shattered once they were fully open, and she clawed at her eyes and throat, nails tearing through skin at her terror and anguish. "I stand to one king, and I do not disrespect him. I defend what my king deems worthy and destroy what I see as my enemy. I understand your blindness." He scanned every face as Hestia became frantic, and ichor now stained the throne room floor around her. "You are not my king, and I do not defend you. I am Terror, and I only bow to one."

The entire room darkened. Everything shook, in time with his flapping wings as he lifted off the ground. "I shall protect Zoe Nightshade, as my king has deemed her worthy. I shall destroy our enemy, and I will claim what is rightfully mine." Zeus threw his Master bolt at the figure, but the boy simply raised his hand and caught it, the metal charged with electricity and power. He clenched his palm and fingers tightly, and the entire room shook and shone brightly, as the snap of thunder filled the room.

In Terror's hands, his palms untouched, were two separate pieces of the Master Bolt.

Terror lifted his gaze again, as he felt his strength rapidly falling. "I follow my king, and he has ordered my exit. May your nightmares crush you." With his last words, a crack spread the throne room in to and he dived into the darkness he now called home.

Tartarus

River Lethe

Zoe felt herself crumbling. The one who had gained her trust had lied to her from the beginning. How was that Percy? She felt things she was not supposed to feel, and yet she couldn't stop them. That was why he carried her sword, for he was the one who had helped her save Artemis before her death.

She struggled and looked up. A river flowed before her, pulling her towards it as if to comfort her. She fell under its spell, and she dragged her weakened body to the side, If only to just dip her fingers in, as the water was calm and inviting...

A familiar figure fell from the sky, and it landed with a knee on the ground and a fist. It reminded her of what others saw as heroes. People falling from the sky to have their fists against the ground, a knee against the crumbled floor where they landed.

Ben- no, Perseus- stepped up to her, his duo colored eyes swirling with emotion. His eyes widened as he saw her near the river, and he rushed to her, pulling her away from the calm waters. "Percy, let go..."

He did not react to her words. Instead, he embraced her, his strong arms around her as his head fell on her left shoulder, his face buried into her neck. It pulled her out of the trance, and she slowly wrapped her hands around his shaking body. "I'm sorry, Zoe. I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm..." He repeated his words as they were muffled by her neck, and she lightly ran her hand up and down his bare back, causing him to shiver for an unknown reason.

He spoke into her shoulder, most of his words muffled. "I should've told you, but I didn't remember. I didn't know you or who they looked for. They did this to me, Zoe. I could only tell you a name similar to my own as I felt pulled to you. They spoke of you as if you were nothing, and I couldn't take it. They didn't know me, only a traitor who had been shattered as I am, and I don't know if he is inside of this body as I am, or if they speak of another. No one knows me or even cares, and Biter is a name of what people fear, and I didn't want to hurt you..." He spoke into her neck, causing her to shiver under his lips.

She chose to test out what he had said. "Biter." She said it softly, and she feared he wouldn't hear her, but he stopped speaking, and he stiffened in her arms, but he didn't let his hold on her loosen or go. "I forgive you." His body relaxed in her arms, and she found him easing her pain and worry into nothing.

They held each other, the world no where to be found as only they existed. He asked softly. "Why did you get to the River Lethe?"

She heard the worry in his voice, and she answered him truthfully. "I felt broken, useless. Until you came back." He tightened his hold on her, and he sighed into her neck, the breath bringing a strange sensation through her. She chose to ignore it for now, as it was late and they needed rest. She felt herself slipping in and out of consciousness, and she felt arms carrying her. She felt comfortable cloth underneath her, and she felt him pull slightly away from her, as if going to leave. She pulled him back, her face buried into his chest. "Don't leave me." Her words were small, fragile, and he wrapped her again in his arms as she nuzzled his chest. He lay beneath her and ran a hand over her back, causing sharp sensation to go down her spine.

"Never." Was the last she heard before she fell into slumber.

A/N: This is Astra. Hope you enjoyed it, may seem OP Percy and rushed, but it has many reasons to seem so. Enjoy and review.