This chapter should've come out a little sooner… But I had my B-day party, then I got grounded, so yeah…

Anyway, I've been getting lots of reviews! So thanks! I'll be sure to continue writing more stories that you'll enjoy. ^^ And without further ado, it's time for chapter 3!

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Luke… Had he resurrected me? Heck, was that even possible? Even if he did, then… Why? I was his worst enemy, right? …Ugh, too many questions… Stupid ADHD…

Suddenly the voices started up again, except they were clearer and I could hear them a lot better than the last time.

"My lord, what do you plan to do with… Percy?"

"He's a strong demigod… The only human son of Poseidon for the last 100 years… The boy will be of great use to me in the future."

"But sir, what do you-"

"Silence!" Kronos's voice bellowed, I could feel the whole ship shaking. "That shall be revealed later… When the time comes…"

Luke nodded and took a long, shivery breath. He seemed nervous… Or scared?

"Sorry, my lord. I didn't mean to intrude." He mumbled.

For a while, there was nothing but silence. Then Kronos spoke.

"He's awake."

Holy Poseidon, that couldn't be good.

I quickly closed my eyes and stood motionless. I could hear the sound of footsteps approaching. Then, out of the blue, someone placed two fingers on my wrist, as if checking for a pulse. Which kind of shocked me a little, because why would they do that if they knew I was still alive?

Then there was a small 'zap!' like a someone had tased me. But for some odd reason I couldn't feel it. What? What was that supposed to do? What could that possibly accompli-

…And it only took me about three seconds to finally realized how painful it was.

My whole body felt like it was on fire, and my wrist went numb. I couldn't help but scream in pain. It felt as if I'd been struck with Zeus's master bolt! I jumped up and opened my eyes. Luke was there, he was going to pay for that!

I punched Luke right in his crap-lousy face, or maybe it was just a reflex… Either way, he totally deserved it.

"OWW! What the heck is wrong with you-?" I yelled.

Luke got off the ground holding his sore nose. "Me? What's wrong with you? You're the one who punched me in the face!"

"Well, you're the one who-"

Suddenly the whole place began to shake again. I almost completely forgot Kronos was there. (Who was inside his golden coffin by the way, he didn't have a host quite yet.) After a few seconds it calmed down again.

"Fool! Luke, bring the boy to me!" Kronos demanded.

Luke completely ignored the fact that I had just punched him in the face and got off the ground like nothing happened. He lifted his arm behind him and grabbed Backbiter. I reached for Riptide in my back pocket, but it wasn't there! I desperately searched my pockets, hoping it would just appear like always. But no matter how hard I looked, it just wasn't there. There was no way I could fight Luke without a weapon! He'd clobber me! I turned my head to the right and saw my only chance, a celestial bronze sword. It was in a glass case, but if I could just grab it… I turned back to Luke.

"Looking for your sword, seaweed boy?" He taunted. Luke held up a small pen, it was Riptide.

My eyes widened. "H-how did you-?"

"Chiron's magic is so easy to break these days… Well, that's no surprise." Luke dangled the pen in front of me as he spoke, my guess was that he was trying to get me angry. Even though I had no idea why.

And I gave in.

"SHUTUP!" I yelled. "CHIRONS TWICE AS POWERFUL AS YOU'LL EVER BE!"

I spat in his eye and made a run for it, I headed towards the sword in the container and smashed the glass. I picked it up just in time as my sword and Luke's crashed together. I managed to shove him off of me and buy myself some time, the door was only a few feet away, and I was sure I could make my escape without being noticed.

Then I suddenly realized how tired I felt, my arms ached, my back was sore, and my throat was completely parched. I stared at my hands, they were bleeding. Just like in my dream. Now that I mention it, there seemed to be a lot of blood on me.

"Idiot…" Luke hissed, still wiping the spit out of his eye. "That sword belonged to one of the original titans, it weakens who ever uses it in combat. Good thing you're stupid, it saves me less work..."

I cringed my eyes, I could barely stand. I dropped the sword and almost instantly felt some of my strength returning, but it was only a little. My legs gave way and I dropped to my knees.

"I didn't ask for one of your stupid history lessons, Luke." I said angrily.

Luke walked up to me and put the edge of his blade to my chest.

"You should be grateful, not many people have managed to rise from the depths of Hell. It was Kronos himself who stole your soul the moment you died. It never reached the underworld, and we were able to successfully resurrect you from the dead. Kronos was even kind enough to bring your own body back with it, flesh and all. You will obey him Percy, he is your master now."

I gritted my teeth together. So Luke hadn't resurrected me… It was Kronos. "You're wrong! I'd never help Kronos! No way in Hades!"

Luke smirked at me. "We'll see." He whispered in my ear.

Luke bound my hands behind my back, then me pulled me off the ground and dragged me to the coffin. I tried to shake him off a couple times, but it proved useless. The sword had made me too weak, so I didn't really have a choice. I'll find a way. I thought. I'd rather die than help Kronos, anyway.

But that would soon change.

Luke continued to drag me until I was at the edge of the golden casket, then he shoved me forward and said, "Look inside."

I turned my head away, I could tell Luke was getting angry. But he grabbed both sides of my head and forced me to look anyway. "I said: 'LOOK. INSIDE.'"

And with that, my eyes were forced open. I was shocked at what I saw, I wasn't on the Princess Andromeda anymore. Instead I was at the depths of Tartarus. A giant pit stood only a few feet from me. I was almost certain that Kronos would be there, waiting for me. I took a step forward.

"Perseus Jackson…" A voice boomed.

I stepped back. "You're Kronos, right?"

"Yes… I am. Tell me, now that you have been resurrected fully… What are your regrets…?"

Like I'd tell you… "I have none." I lied.

Kronos laughed. "Yes… Just what I had expected from Poseidon's son…"

I got close to the pit and looked inside. "What do you want? Why bring me back to life? Why did you resurrect me!"

Silence.

"Tell. Me. NOW." I asked, a bit louder.

"Listen closely, son of Poseidon. I am very aware that you've heard of the prophecy, correct?"

I nodded.

"I've been seeking the downfall of my children for many centuries, but I can only do this with a strong body. Luke has told me about your strength…" Kronos hissed.

"No." I snapped.

"No…?" He repeated.

"No way! I'm not going to become your host, Kronos! Unlike you, I'd never betray the Olympians or my friends!"

"But they've betrayed you, now haven't they?"

Now that I thought about it, that really got me. What had happened in the time when I was dead?

"How long… How long have I been dead?" I asked.

"Nine months…" Kronos said. "You know the truth, Percy… Everyone's forgotten about you… Poseidon… Your mother… Your friends…"

Painful images flashed through my head, terrible images of my friends betraying me. I remembered how Nico blamed his sister's death on me. How I couldn't protect her, how I had let her die… Calling me a coward that deserved to die. Those memories stung, the stung worse than any pain I had ever felt, like sharp blades were being stabbed into my skin. I remembered every last word he had said to me…

"You're a coward Percy Jackson!"

The words echoed throughout my mind over and over. I wanted death right then and there. But deep inside I knew Nico was wrong… I was not a coward. His pathetic sister had died of her own free will… And Nico deserved to suffer through it. I hated him. I wanted him to die

"Nico is the devil's son… You can never trust a brat like him. Join me, Percy. And bring Olympus to it's end…" Kronos said. And for once, I actually thought about that offer.

My head was spinning, what was I supposed to do?

Even more horrible memories began to flood my mind, worse ones. I saw my father leaving me, telling me I never should have been born. My mother, Sally, ignoring me. Forcing me to put up with Smelly Gabe…

Then came the worst memories of all, Annabeth. Always talking about Luke and how we just had to save him! It was never me… Never. Jealousy started to burn in my heart, jealously, hatred… And every other horrible emotion you can think of. My mind ached, and my hands were trembling.

"STOP IT!" I yelled.

I could hear Kronos's cold laugh in the distance, nothing more. And my pain grew worse and worse by the second. Everything was so blurry, I could hardly even think! I covered my head with my hands, only to realize they were still bleeding.

"Please…" My voice began to shiver. My heart pounded against my chest, and my brow was covered in sweat. If this was hell, I knew for a fact I wouldn't survive it. Only three words came to mind.

"I'll join you."

My wounds began to heal, and I was again consumed by a bright light. I was outside of the coffin, finally. Luke turned me around and looked me in the eye expectantly.

"Well?" He asked.

I didn't get to answer his question, my vision darkened…

And I blacked out.

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Annabeth gets used to a life without Percy, what happens when she finds him in the woods?