One year (Added to the month so 11 months before he goes to camp) later

It was time to act, Jack was only getting more lost, I know it's against my standings to actually help a male at all, but the Jack today, is broken and the remains of Percy. I've never seen Poseidon so lost, the sea was never calm after learning such.

We set up camp and gathered at lunch for the meeting I was going to make. "Hunters, it is time we discuss the boy from last year, Jack Frost the son of my Uncle." They all glared at something even the word boy causes a ruckus.

"Jack's true name, is Percy, he is I'll admit, one of Poseidon's strongest, however I cannot say he is vile." This shocked them. "When I called Poseidon, we saw Jack at a park, Jack is a frozen version of Percy, but also, the kinder one. He is faking smiles and laughs and making snow for kids, he practically babysits them." Which only added more to their shock. "However one day I followed him. He was researching the gods for some reason. That was when I saw just how lost he truly was."

"That is why, I want you all to hunt him, but please avoid being seen and making mistakes, if any threat was needed, I'd say his glare made Ares look like a welcoming smile." That caused them to falter, "He used his powers for it, but then again so does Ares seeing as just being around him makes you angry."

Zoe, the girl Jack had saved, spoke up, "he is still a boy yet you expect us to just watch and not harm him?"

I nodded, "There are a lot of things about humans that give things away Zoe, one thing is that the eyes never lie. It is just too natural for them to react."

I was practicing throwing frozen knives. Why? The same reason I do this time of year. Mourn.

I wanted to forget, I wished to forget, I didn't want any ties with it, but then there is this memory, that does more than be in the dark recesses of my mind, it takes my powers from my weakness, and it does more.

How do you feel facing your fears? What if you had a horrible memory, perhaps had a dance with Thanatos? Or maybe stood at the gates of "hell", perhaps someone close to you died, right in front of your eyes.

Imagine reliving it every year the day it occurred. The pain is too great to forget. Like things like your birthday, a holiday, your parents anniversary, all happy things you remember. But good things aren't the only things you remember.

Every year, on the brink of Fall, I remember walking down the hall, hiding behind the corner and the table, and seeing my mother's green eyes with that hanging open mouth, the pool of blood under her, the broken bottle in my stepfa- in the beasts grasp. The murderous glint that pranced in his eyes, and then lastly, the two things that broke me.

My mother mouth one word as she noticed me when her eyes went wide, 'Run...' and then, she went limp.

That same memory replayed itself everytime, but the true fright, is at the time it happens. Normally I am calm at the water, I then realized, that during that weakness, a storm brews, the earth trembles, and the waves rise.

It is a theater, and the terrifying part starts now...

Zoe POV

We went to watch the boy. The very word gave a bitter taste in my mouth.

It was decided three shall watch the boy while the rest set up camp and perform daily routine. It twas I, Phoebe, and Atlanta who were selected to watch at the time.

The moon shone brightly behind the canopy of the treetops.

However when we gazed our eyes on the boy, something happened, something... unnatural. My sisters eyes widened at the occurrence.

Twas as if the very soil was in fear of something, that the gray no black storm clouds were hiding a secret not meant for mortal eyes, and the water was engaged.

The boy himself trembled. Thine eyes held great fear. It was his powers but not his will. Almost as if he had no control whatsoever. What was happening, was not by will.

No, not now! Anything but this anytime but now!

Slowly I backed away, "No... Please not ever again, NEVER AGAIN!" I screamed I terror as I tried to avoid my dreaded memory. However, fear only loves the weakness found in memories, the pain it causes and fright it delivers.

The water towers over me, it breaks away before a child of water is seen walking down a frozen Hallway.

I continued to stare wide eyed and tried to back away. Yet a broken log was in my way, and with my water being my subconscious creation, I could not escape from my most feared memory.

The watery image turned, a woman made of thicker ice in her 30's was on the ground. A behemoth with entirely frozen ice that it was no longer see through. , compared to the child was there holding a beer bottle above his head, as he advanced at the woman who backed to the ice wall.

He was fuming, "I asked you a question, why, are, you, LATE! " he bellowed. He brought the bottle down to hit the wall above her,the glass shards fell on her.

I was hyperventilating, tightening my fists I yelled "get away from my mom!" I stood up and summoned my bow trying to shoot the image, "Get out of my head! I don't want to remember!" But all is in vain. The man turned to wager as my ice arrow hit it, only to reform into compact ice. "I don't want to remember..." I said breaking down into tears. I covered my ears.

"Please... make it stop, make it go away... please..." I cried closing my eyes.

But memories don't care what you have to say about it, only that you know it. He picked her up. "I I was working extra for Percy, Gabe please just let me go!"

He scowled and dropped her back onto the shards, her ice structure fractured and water began to leak out but turned to snow as If mimicking blood spread. "I am through with you and you're son. This is the last time You'll ever see the light of day!"

The water version of me stood there, yet something was happening, a small layer of ice formed.

He struck her, she was bleeding, and muttered run silently, and that is what I did, run, run to the fire escape run to the police.

However one thing was constant, the ice spread, slowly it became more white more solid. And when all was done. When was over, they young me, the original Percy, he grew up, he was surrounded by storm, and then the snow formed words above.

I stared at them, the new Jack Frost was frozen everywhere, everywhere but the heart. From the skull to the right foot was a crack that ran through the heart.

The snow were words, "What the mind forgets the body remembers, what the person remembers can break them to their very soul..."

Tears were evident on my face, at last... I screamed. "AAAAAAAAHHHHHHhhhhhhhh! Enough enough enough!" I covered my ears again as water constricted around me.

It held me in a vice like grip. I was in the air slightly, at least 5 feet off the ground. My head thrown back and arms angled outwards. The frozen Jack Frost sculpture, cracked a second time from shoulder to pelvis once again through the heart.

It was strange up in the sky, peering from my moon chariot was a storm that brewed around a lake where Zoe, Phoebe, and Atlanta were sent to watch while the rest of the hunt was setting camp.

An ear splitting cry broke through the night. It was pained. However the storm disappeared, and when I looked down was something that shocked me.

Jack, or rather Percy was suspended in the air by water, Zoe is the only hunter who could have possibly overpowered Jackson because she is also part titan. But her power got locked from her, and as a child of the big 3 it'd take another Poseidon child to equal him, or an even more ancient being's child to overpower him.

Yet even this wasn't what shocked me, it was the statue of a frozen Jack Frost with a crack running through where the heart should be and then, a new one was forming, cracking from his left shoulder to right pelvis also through his heart.

I had to call the girls back to camp and sent three quick brief brighter flashes enough to notice only if trained though.

When I reached camp three wide eyed huntress es walked in. This shocked me as they were my eldest hunters. Zone had stood by my side for several thousands of years, Phoebe as well as Atlanta both served Olympus greatly in the hunt. So to scare these three to this point is unimaginable.

"Girls in my tent please?" Eventually they stopped staring but the trembling didn't. Whatever my dear adoptive daughters saw, they saw something extremely vile or horrible. "What has gotten y out three scared stiff?"

Atlanta managed to choke out a few words, then Phoebe and Zone which shocked me the most. "W,we saw... The boys memories..." Phoebe held herself, "of Jack's stepfather attacking his mother before she died" Zone tried to steel her nerves. "T, that's when he ran, and then he grew up but he was originally a water child as he grew his physical features changed and the water turned to packed ice. Only the heart remained. It was cracked right through the heart, and words were with it..."

The three tried to explain the words but with the distraction of breaking and forming ice it's not simple or easy. Lastly was one question Artemis feared the most.

"I heard as scream please tell me one of you saw something disgusting." I begged hoping it wasn't what I thought.

Atlanta shook her head grasping her shoulders. "Jack... he yelled, he was the only one yelling. He tried blocking the noise, but it was like he couldn't avoid it otherwise he would have ran away... He was screaming "I don't want to remember it! Please let me forget! I never want to remember that again!" Before water tendrils grabbed him and lifted him in the air before creating add each hold on it.

"I assume he is alive, none of us controlled the water but it may be possible he controlled it without thought or want."

I made a decision. "Girls... I am going to talk to Poseidon, and when I do please, don't make any contact with Jack don't look for him or anything until otherwise understood?" I received three nods in response.

They left as I flashed myself to Olympus...

I was thinking about ending it but nah, I ain't that evil... I'm more!

That's right I just switched to Percy before the time skip LOL

I was frightened, I was a brown rabbit being chased by a snow fox. I am a prey that is totally weakened compared to the invisibility of the hunter in the snowy background. The hunter is the one hunted by their own dreams. The fallen angel, the enlightened demon, the broken soul, the rugged heart, the twisted mind, the betrayed hero. All these things that should never happen, that sound ridiculous, are my reality.

I woke up from my nightmare, meaning I finally got up from being unconscious from seeing that horrible memory, however I made a promise, so long as I remember, I'll do it for one day. No matter how hard that memory hurts. No matter how many other more painful memories come forth.

Those two years I spent after her death, those broken dreams he shattered. All my wonderful memories destroyed by that sole beast's action.

I wandered into the city, the ice melted and I walked into a cemetery. When I stooped a storm brewed, but not of my creation, and it was not my father or any other godly force, I am a hunter nobody could fake it or shield it from a hunter's senses only another hunter, and that is Artemis and her hunt can rival me.

The tree that shaded me was being blown, and then it started to rain. I didn't bother using any of my powers to stop it from hitting me. It was time I did this, and frankly, I am far too weak to be here.

My eyes were glassy not from the ice that melted, from the tears I produced. I dropped to my knees, and wailed.

Here lies Sally Jackson

Died a mother who loved

her child to no bounds

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R.I.P.

Yes that just happened, I just ended this with a broken Percy, don't worry he clears up later, kind of. Of course he's going to get colder, but the main thing to grab from this are a few things.

In this chapter there are 2 hints. But they are mostly obvious, so I will tell you them but not the meaning.

Ice sculpture of Jack

The features on the sculpture.

Also if you are EVER going to wonder, that thing just everybody does when they read a book and wonder what if the characters in said book read their book? Yep. When this is finished I am going to make a sequel and depending on how you guys react.

1st off I am going to tell you this now. There are, as of now, 2 options for the sequel.

The first is a mystery (Because if I did it'd spoil everything)

The other, is they read the story, however I want that to be the FINAL story, so if I do chose this, then oh well series over.