I landed in a place that I could only describe as Hell. I looked around and noticed that I was behind two giant doors.

"No way." I said with a slight shiver. "Those are the Doors of Death." That could mean only thing: I'm in Tartarus, the deepest part of the Underworld. I peeked around the Doors of Death and saw a humongous warrior wearing black iron boots on his feet. His purple legs were covered in dark greaves. His armored skirt was made out of thousands of blackened, twisted bones. His breastplate had faces appearing and disappearing on it. His muscular, purple, glistening arms were bare. His helmet was the worst of all. It was made out of twisted rock and metal. The thing is, it didn't have a clear shape to it. I looked at his face which was an inward spiral of darkness. I watched as he sucked up the two Titans guarding the Doors of Death.

"Tartarus." My dad said. The warrior made a noise that sounded like a mix between a roar and a laugh.

"This form is only a small manifestation of my power." Tartarus said. "But it is enough to deal with you. I do not interfere lightly, little demigod. It is beneath me to deal with gnats such as yourself." My dad tried to talk Tartarus out of it, but to no avail. "You have proven surprisingly resilient, you have come too far. I can no longer stand by and watch your progress." Tartarus spread his arms and the army of monsters behind him roared and cheered. "Be honored, little demigods. Even the Olympians were never worthy of my personal attention, but you will be destroyed by Tartarus himself!"

'Was this how my parents got the wounds that killed them?' I wondered. I noticed something move at Tartarus' massive feet. I squinted and noticed a very familiar figure. "Ohanzee." I snarled.

"Who is this?" Tartarus asked as I joined my parents. "Another demigod for me to kill?"

"My name's Kyden. Kyden Jackson." I said. My mom gave my dad a questioning look and my dad shook his head in confusion. "These are my parents." I said, gesturing to Percy and Annabeth. "And I'm not gonna let you or your monster army kill them. In fact, Multi-Shadow Clone jutsu!" There was a giant poof of smoke, and when it faded, there was a massive army of my shadow clones surrounding the Doors of Death. Once that was done, I put my left hand to my chest in its familiar position and exclaimed "Ninja Art: Nine Tail Transformation!"

I transformed into my Nine-tailed Valor form as Ohanzee stepped forward. "Mom, Dad. Help-what's your name?" I asked the Titan on our side.

"Bob." The Titan replied with a smile. "And this is Small Bob." He said, gesturing to a skeletal Sabertooth Tiger.

"Help Bob and Small Bob take Tartarus. Shadow Clone army, take out all of the monsters. I'll take Ohanzee." I instructed while glaring at the ex CEO of E.V.E. They nodded in agreement, and we surged forward towards our respective targets.

My fight with Ohanzee was the same as the last time I fought him, but while we were locked in the struggle of wills, we heard a crash and I felt some of my Shadow Clones disappear. I looked up and saw a Giant riding a humongous lizard-like creature. I remember my mom telling me about this when I was younger before I thought that they had died, and she told me that this creature was a Maeonian Drakon.

"Damasen!" My mother exclaimed.

"Annabeth Chase." The Giant, Damasen, replied. "I took your advice. I chose myself a new fate." With Damasen in the fray, the odds were slowly tipping in my favor. Ohanzee took my moment of confusion and slammed his spear into me. I flew back a few feet and landed, hard. I got up and coughed up blood as I saw Ohanzee sprint for my parents who were making a beeline for the Doors of Death with Bob encouraging them on.

"Not today." I said. I got up and shot forward like a cannonball and got to the Doors a split second before my parents did. "Mom, Dad." I said, while getting between them and Ohanzee. "I love you guys. Get in the elevator and finish off Gaea for good."

"But-." My dad started to say before I cut him off.

"No 'but's. Go! Now!" I yelled as I shoved them into the elevator and took the attack that would have killed them three years later. The Doors closed and I smiled as I realized that I had prevented my parents from dying. They would live to have me one day.

"You." Ohanzee snarled, bringing me out of my inward celebration.

"Me." I replied with a smile and holding my arms wide. "Who da man?" I yelled.

"YOU DA MAN!" My shadow clones yelled back at me. Ohanzee charged towards me with the intent to kill. I had my tails drill into the ground and rip Ohanzee apart in a bloody fatality. Once that was done, I transformed back into my regular clothes and my Shadow Clone army disappeared in one giant poof of smoke. I fell to the ground.

"Are you Ok?" Bob asked, looking at me with a confused look on his face. I raised my hand and noticed that white orbs of light were floating up to the ceiling way above my position. I got up and decided that if this was the end of my non-existence, then I would take out as many of Gaea's forces that I could.

I don't remember exactly what kept me going. I guess it was the thought that I would soon be existing again and that this time, I wouldn't have the threat of Ohanzee hanging over me like a rain cloud. I half expected a portal to open up to take me back to Nowhere, so that I could finish this journey where I started it, but no portal opened up. Little did I know, that wouldn't be the case.

I heard a snarl behind me and turned around only to knocked down by a hellhound. I landed hard on my back. The hellhound that knocked me over leaped on my chest, while four other hellhounds came and bit my arms and legs. I screamed in pain. The hellhound on top of me bared its fangs and lunged for my neck.