Zoe

Percy and I turned to look at where the voice came from, we turned to see a giant. I turned to look at Percy his eyes widened a bit but I could see him figuring out tacticals and stragetgies, trying to see all the situations and all of the possibilities.

The giant looked like a giant man with red brown hair cut close to his head with a small beard hanging around his jaw and the bridge of his lips. He wore a long sleeved white shirt with a vest and wore dark pants. He looked like a guy you'd find in a cabin in the woods and trust me I know what that looks like I have seen it with my two eyes.

"What do want from us?" Percy challenged, you could see him calculating if the giant was good or bad and our chances of getting out of this situation. I've gotten really good at figuring out what he's thinking, I mean, we spent so much time talking and watching over each other that we understood each other. We understood what each other thought about things, and talked about our stories that we shared about fighting off monsters or embarrasment. Talking to each other was the only form of entertainment we had.

Percy's eyes were focused on the giant, his shoulders tensed and he gripped Riptide feircely as the giant replied, " I am the giant Damasen, Ares' bane." Percy let his shoulders drop, he still and intense look in his eye but I could tell that we weren't in danger. " I'm here to give you refuge at my home." Percy and I looked at him, confusion iminent on our faces. The giant understood our questioning glance then he futher explained, " I'm the giant of Peace, I will not be fighting in this war, and I side with the olympians. My mother, always that of me as weak and thought that I couldn't contribute so she cursed me to fight this basterdly, drakon that has appeared to me everyday since I help some young half-bloods like yourselves, from it's destruction.

"How long will we be staying with you?" I asked. I have been trapped in this terrible living hell called Tartarus for over 2 years, once I get out I'm staying out and the sooner the better.

"Until another demigod appears, Prometheus says that he should be blonde and about 14 roughly." Damasen answered. He suddenly shrunked down to the size of a normal sized man and became just about 1 or 2 inches shorter than Percy which would make him 6'7 or 6'6. Yep, Percy is really tall. "Follow me and we will head to my cabin in the woods." and he winked at me. My eyes widened, he just read my thoughts or at least just that one, hopefully the later.

We followed Damasen, hiding in the shadows, trying not have a run in with any monsters. The bane of Ares was doing a good job of watching out for monsters for us. I wondered what we might be doing while we wait for the blonde demigod. But thoughts like will Percy and I leave Tartarus together and live happily in Elysium away from our distraught lives, full of danger, will we leave through the doors of death and live in the world together. Why was I thinking these things?

I could never like Percy like that after what happened with Heracles. Percy looked like that Basterd and had charm like him but the difference was Percy's charm and compliments were genuine. I sort of understand why that blonde we saved was crushing on him. His only downfall was being loyal for his own good. The saying killing someone with kindness was something living within Percy, he would rather die than have his friends die, he would be killing himself with his own kindness. Percy was too good for that, he never should have died, but the best people on the earth always have the shortest time there. Those people who are the best people never get their say long enough to make the world change, those people are the dying light of the world, they shine brighter than the others. I bet Percy shined brighter than most, he should have. Why do all the good people have to have shorter lives than the cruel ones? The greatest people should lead the cruel people out of the darkness of the world and into the light.

There was no doubt in my mind now that I liked Percy. But these feelings won't leave my mouth to vocalize them to Percy. He will never know. I could never tell him, I am a huntress of Artemis, Artemis is like my sister, I could never betray for liking a boy. But he wasn't just another boy he was different, I liked him for being different.

"Are you ok?" the boy I liked asked, he had a confused look on his face as he look down towards me. I wasn't that short compared to him, I was 6'5 or 6'4 or something like that.

He realized I was fine and he smile warmly at me. "Are you sure?" I nodded in response. He gotten really good at reading my facial expressions, knowing that I was nervous for our future in this upcoming war. He then did something no one had ever done before, he took my hand in his and squeezed it gently. I felt my embarrasment reach my cheeks and swallowed. I hope he didn't see my flush.

We started walking into a forest, with full of dead and blacken trees. I couldn't help but feel sad as I looked at the dead trees, it was one of my instincts to care for nature as a huntress of Artemis but I knew something was watching us, as if we entered it's territory.

As we got farther, I heard whispers of curses, then I knew we were definetly being watched. I turned to Percy, he still had a grip on my hand and squeezed even tighter telling me that we were sharing the same thoughts.

Suddenly, I felt the dark earth underneath me tremble as a large amount of skeletons with black wings flew towards us and landed.

" I curse you Perseus to feel my heartbreak as you fled from my island." cursed a skeletal lady with a raspy voice that had landed right in front of Percy. He quickly sliced the head of the skeleton and it disappeared into dust. I turned to look Percy, dispair evident in his eyes as tears threaten in the ducts of his eyes.

" Curse Perseus to feel the flames I felt towards my death." this came from several winged skeletons, Percy killed them all, a few seconds after he did, he screamed out in agony.

" I curse you, Perseus to feel sightless like you made me." said another, I knew what would happen but I killed it anyway and I immediately turned blind. These were the curses, the sisters of the fates.

"Zoe!" I felt him grab my hand again and I began to be dragged. The only thing I heard was Percy's cries in pain as he killed more.

After a few minutes, I felt his hand loosen it's grip on mine and I felt his dead weight drop to the ground. I immediatly dropped down by his side.

"Percy, are you okay?!" I felt around and found my hand on his pecs. I slowly carried my hand towards the pulse in his neck. I felt his heart beat slowing and staying at a steady pace. "Percy!?" I called, scared for him. He never answered back.

"He'll be fine, we just need to get to my house." said the bane of Ares. I nodded, not sure if he got the message or not. I still couldn't see. I felt Percy be lifted and I felt around until I found Damasen's shirt, and I quickly gripped has I followed him towards his cabin.

Please Percy, you gotta make it through this, please, you have to, making it through that living hell will mean nothing if you don't, please Percy, I willed Percy in my mind.

Percy

"Reyna stop giving me that face, seriously, this is the best way to defeat Krios." said a blonde boy in my dream. He was medium highth like 5'5, his blonde hair was almost white, it was so blonde. He looked at the girl, I presumed to be Reyna, with a longing, trust. She was small, but had a strong composure on the top of a peanut butter colored pegagus.

She sighed at him, " I geuss I have to agree with you at this point." she turned to looked at a scrawny golden haired boy, " Octavian, stop trying to get us killed. Do not remember what happened yesterday when we went your way?" she scoffed. He nodded and relunctantly left the scene.

Let's get up this mountain before nightfall, that will not help us at all. We don't need to deal with as many monsters than we have to but if we do, we'll have to throw Octavian into the middle of it." he smiled at the girl. The girl rolled her eyes and had a sad smile hinting at the ends of her lips.

The rode on their pegasi for a little while until the girl, Reyna, who seemed sort of familiar, said something to the blonde boy, " If we don't defeat Krios I wanna tell you something if we don't make it out." she looked at the blonde, innocence and vulnerablity stood confidently in her eyes, with a yearnful look behind them.

"What is it Reyna?" the blonde looked worried.

"Jason, I lov-" she was cut off by the heard of cyclopes running at them. Jason flipped a gold coin in the air and it turn into a gold lance.

He realesed a battle cry and him and his troops countered the horde. The dark haired girl's words fell through the thin air never to be heard.

"I'll get you Jason and your little girl too." laughed a loud, booming voice. My vision blurred and suddenly I was at camp.

The camp looked disheaveled, everyone was doing something different. There was no happiness there, only worry. It was not how I remembered it. It looked as if everyone was preparing for a war which I knew they needed too.

The Hephaestus kids were building and prototyping what looked to be alot of robots. The Athena cabin was drawing up strategies and blue prints. I didn't see Annabeth over there, and that worried me. Everybody else looked like they were in boot camp or something, even the hunters.

The scene changed and I saw two of my favorite women sitting together on the small private beach by my cabin.

"How will he survive in Tartarus?" ask Annabeth. She looked over at Thalia, her cheeks puffy and her eyes red.

"I don't know, Annabeth, but I know he'll make it through. The only question is with what scars?" Thalia responded equally vulnerable.

"What do you mean by scars?" Annabeth's brows furrowed into Thalia's counter question.

"He will have new scars, meaning he will have changed. He won't be the same Percy we knew. If he is somehow then, something or someone is giving him safe haven, which I highly doubt." I knew this was true but I also knew most of trip was not twerking around in some daisy while listening to MIley Cyrus. No, it was brutal, my new scars were physical and emotional.

"I have changed," I said, not expecting me to hear them but they did and they turned their heads in shock. "I'm very different, and I had no safe haven."

"P-P-Percy what happened you look like you just went through a meat grinder?" asked Thalia. I stifled a smile, I had to remain serious.

"I was captured by Iapetus, who unfortunetly is still looking for me." I paused, " He tortured me into nearly joining his side, not only me but your sister, Thalia." Thalia gave me a questioning look but I shook it off, "When souls enter the world of the dead they can be captured by dark shadows and Iapetus will do to those who've been captured what they've done to me and your sister. Those people might not be as strong, they will join and we will have more to worry about than just the doors of death and the second giant war."

"What do you mean?" asked Annabeth, this was the first she'd spoke since I arrived through my dream, "Is that what you were trying to mention when you died?"

"I'm still alive, sort of, but yes, that is what I meant but that isn't the only thing I must warn you about, the doors of death are opening more and more everyday, monsters will be free to roam the world with out worrying about dying, people will die but will come back, and they will use that against us." I said. The scene was fading but Annabeth said one last thing to me before I left.

"I love you."