In a room with a series of Thrones set up in a U shape were three people, a young boy with black hair and eyes, another with black hair and one green eye and one stormy grey eye, and finally a young girl who appeared eight years old. The girl was holding a fire poker over the second boy. That was before a loud explosion was heard, then the screams of minor gods and naiads. The King of Orthys has arrived in Olympus.

I shot up when the first explosion happened then more and they were getting louder. That wasn't the worst part was the pressure. It felt like I was being crushed under the sky a second time. The walls were also affected, with many of the normal metals rusting and decaying and the gold melting. I looked beside me and could see that Hestia was terrified of what was coming. I looked towards the iris message showing typhoon and knew I had to get my dad to come to his senses and help so that they could get here faster and help.

I ran to a throne, which is loosely applied considering it looked like a fishing chair and jumped on it. I could feel my fathers' presence enter my mind as I sat on his throne. 'Why are you on my throne Perseus?'

"I need your help," I said my voice filled with worry as I could feel the presence get closer to the Throne room. 'What do you need?'

'Help kill Typhoon,' I thought. 'I must protect Atlantis though my son'

"No! You need to protect your home, where your family is, and where it needs to remain." I yelled, "Kronos is coming right now and I won't be able to hold him off long so please hurry."

I didn't receive an answer, just felt his presence fade from my mind. I jumped off the throne right as the doors rusted over and dissolved. Standing in the doorway was the Titan king himself, scythe and all. His presence made me feel young again, but too much like a baby.

"Ah, so you defend your parents home." He stated his voice thrumming with tamed power, "yet they did not do the same for me, nor have they done the same for you." He waved his hand as the Iris message turned to a vision of the Battle of the Labyrinth.

"They are always absent when you need them most," He waved his hand again as image after image of demigods dying showed up, "so why help them? Can you not see that they do not care? Not even my dear daughter Hestia shows care for you."

I watched the images go by one by one with Hestia watching beside me. I could see what he meant, in everything I saw it could have been stopped by a god, or at least minimized. Then I saw the death of Bianca, who would've lived if Hades wanted, or if Hephaestus turned off Talos.

"I want to believe that my father is good, but I can't," I said voice shaking, "he left mom, he never helps mortals, and he couldn't even help me now." Hestia was looking at me with fear in her eyes and beside her, Nico was holding the hilt of his sword.

"I see you finally understand Boi, this has been what their reign has been leading up to," Kronos said his eyes softening as he watched me struggle with my thoughts, "it may be difficult but it is the truth. The truth they have made, and the one that will bring them down."

"I agree the gods are bad but from what I hear you are worse," I said before striking at him with Riptide, it never got close, since he slowed time down and kicked me in the head. I hit Athena's throne with a bang. Hestia attacked next launching fire at him which he narrowly dodged before getting to her and picking her up by the throat.

A skeleton hand grabbed the back of his neck before dragging it back to the ground. His hand released Hestia who jumped away gasping for breath. The skeleton arm decomposed enough for Kronos to break its grip on him.

Thankfully Hestia had gotten me up by then, my head bleeding from where I hit Athena's Thorne. We were failing and could see that, but I had to win for Zoe, Bianca, Dadaeleus, Charles, and Annabeth.

"You do not understand what you are fighting for, boy," Kronos said his eyes glowing, "only I can bring a new golden age, only I can save this pathetic world, she will not attack me and you will have no chance against her."

"Who is she?" I asked. Hestia looked disturbed but didn't respond and neither did Kronos, "fine don't answer, I'll just beat you till this she is too afraid to come after me."

Kronos laughed, it was a guttural thing to hear, it turned your stomach and yet calmed you at the same time. I charged forward with Nico beside me and Hestia putting fire directly under his feet so he couldn't stay in one place. I swung a high horizontal swing while Nico swung the opposite direction low. All Kronos did was catch Nico's sword and parry mine with backbiter. That's when he made his move. He froze us in time before stabbing Nico in the Intestines and stabbing my leg. Then he rushed Hestia and cut her leg off.

"You were never going to win, but you fought valiantly for a mortal," He looked at me then his daughter, "there was a time I may have taken you and allowed you to be a Titan but that has passed and soon so shall you."

He waved a hand at the screen of smoke coming from the fire, it began to show a giant creäture with little ones flying around it. I knew what that was and I knew we had lost. I had failed. I failed Thalia. I failed Bianca. I failed Charles. I failed mom. I failed everyone. But most importantly I failed Annabeth. I'm sorry Annabeth.