You find out what Luke is god of! YAY! It's nothing major of course, or Kronos would have a big regret.

Xo

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"Oh gods! Annabeth?"

"Stay away from her!" my eyes stung with tears.

Annabeth's body was turning pale rapidly.

"Percy…I didn't mean to! She moved you out of the…" Luke shut his eyes.

"No…it wasn't you," I could feel my breath becoming short.

"Percy…?" Luke started stepping away.

"I'm getting my dad out of there. And I'm going to kill all the ancients. And for some guys who are immortal…that's a pretty big feat!" I snarled.

"What do you want me to do?" Luke took in a deep breath.

"Gather as many souls in the underworld as you possibly can. We're going to kick Kronos and the Ancients butts to BELOW the underworld," I said.

"Yes!" Luke saluted me happily, glad I wasn't going to run a sword through him for killing Annabeth. And I wasn't because truth be told…I wasn't exactly…worried about Annabeth dying. I actually didn't care. Not at all. Because I knew what was going to happen after this was all over. For now, she was at peace and away from these gods-forsaken (literally) battles.

"Oh, watch out for Harmonia and Eris. They're fighting. If you can help Harmonia without Eris realizing it…that would be great," I nodded.

"Can do!" Luke gave me a Hermes grin and left.

-x-

Harmonia's point of view:

I wasn't getting tired, and neither was Eris. We fought until our hands bled Ichor, and Pan got tired of screaming, "watch out!"

"Ready to give up?" Eris panted.

"Naw," I dodged her blow. "I'm just beginning!"

"You guys are going to keep going like this for all of eternity! Your skill is freakin' equal!" Pan glared. Even the skeleton soldiers holding him moaned in agreement.

"Shuddup!" I hissed at him.

Sure, Pan was a sweetheart, but he was also very impatient.

"SHE IS NOT MY EQUAL!" Eris threw her sword in my direction. I dodged it, happily.

"OH. MY. GODS. IT'S CHAOS AGAINST LIGHT! DUH!" Pan yelled.

Suddenly, Eris froze. I stared at her stomach in shock. A huge sword slowly poked out from her guts, covered in Ichor.

"…" Eris coughed.

"Oh crap," I watched as Eris turned into her divine form.

Her hands became thin black wisps of velvet smoke, her eyes inhuman and wolfish. Her mouth was filled with sharp canines, her body slowly turning to black dust. Any human who saw it would surely die.

She burst into nothingness, finally defeated.

Pan stared at me.

"You didn't do that, right?" he asked, cocking his head.

"No," I shook my own head, and stared at the sword in my hands.

"I did," a boy materialized in front of me. He had an impish grin that I knew too well, and the Ichor-stained sword in his hands.

"Luke, son of Hermes, and God of Invisibility," he bowed. "Nice to meet you,"

"Hermes. I recognized the smile," I said.

"Help, Harmonia," Pan said in a bored voice, as the skeleton guards looked idly around for Eris.

"Ah…" I grabbed a lock of my hair and ran a finger through it. Shimmering butterflies were filled in my hand and I blew them to the skeletons. They landed all over the guards, which stood, perplexed.

"Bye!" I waved.

The butterflies bit the decaying bones as the skeletons screamed loudly and let go of Pan. In an instant, they dissolved. The butterflies returned to my hair and shimmered away.

"Pan!" I squealed and ran into his arms.

He smiled and embraced me.

"The young god, love," he whispered in my ear.

"Oh right!"

If you haven't noticed, I have short focus.

"All I want to say is…if you can help me defeat Kronos, I'd be forever grateful," Luke said to me.

"Well…" I let go of Pan and clicked my tongue. "Is there a satyr in your group"-

"By the name of Grover?" Pan asked excitedly.

"Yeah!" Luke nodded.

"We can sure help!" I grinned.

"But the ancients have already started wrecking everything," Luke warned.

"I know," I frowned. "We need older reinforcements…or everything is going to be destroyed,"

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Percy's POV:

I couldn't help it. I went to the Elysian Fields. Annabeth was the smart one, so I went to ask her what to do. Partly.

I crossed the purple grass and knocked on the gate.

"Annabeth?" I yelled.

People laughed, and finally I saw her— arms locked with the ORIGINAL PERSEUS! They laughed and talked and…yeah. I was pissed.

"HEY, WISE GIRL!" I yelled, waving through the gate.

Annabeth saw me and stopped laughing. She frowned, and walked up closer. Finally she reached the gate, and put her hands on it, a perplexed look on her face.

"Do I…know you?" she asked softly.

"…WHAT?" I hissed.

"Do I know you?" she repeated.

"Annabeth…it's Percy!" I swallowed. "You need to remember!"

"…Can't say I do. I know this Percy," she pointed to the original Perseus.

"Annabeth!" I grabbed her shoulders through the bars and shook her. "Annabeth, remember me? Sea weed brain?"

"No," she stated simply, shook me off, and walked back to…PERSEUS. (imagine Percy sneering here please)

I withdrew from the field. Something was wrong; there was no possible way that Annabeth could forget me.

No way at all.

Something was completely and totally wrong.

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Knowing Verop, I would say don't underestimate what could go wrong…because OH do I have a plan! –snickers evilly-

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