Hestia POV
I saw Kronos, my father, battle with Percy Jackson, the son of my dear brother, Poseidon, and my favorite demigod. Only one other demigod means this much to me and that is Nico DiAngelo, the son of my other dear brother, Hades.
Percy got Kronos close to my hearth, close to me. I had hidden Rachel Elizabeth Dare, the mortal that Percy brought up here, so she would be safe.
I gave Percy a little hope, a gift to help him, a gift that sounds useless, but is very useful. Hope is something everybody has, even Kronos. Except, he hopes he will defeat my fellow gods.
Luke Castellan, the son of sweet, childish Hermes, regained control and the scythe fell into my hearth.
My father got control again and made his way towards my hearth, and me. He attempted to grab his scythe, but I made the flames very hot and I frowned disapprovingly at him. I think Percy saw me because he had a look of confusion on his face before he focused once more.
Weaponless, Kronos had a disadvantage. Nevertheless, he can still do much harm.
Hopefully, after this I will ask Percy to be my champion, for he is a great swordsman and it would be useful to control two opposite spheres, fire and water. Plus, he has a good heart.
I turn my attention to the demigods and find out that Luke regained control once again and was going to commit suicide to defeat Kronos, for you can't kill a Titan.
Oh, he's such a brave boy. Risking his life to save Western Civilization. I pity the boy. I hope my brother, Hades, will let him go to Elysium for his sacrifice.
I heard Luke's last wishes and I knew that even if Zeus offered Percy godhood and I know he will, Percy is just so selfless and loyal that he will say no, and for his gift, fulfill Luke's last wishes, to honor his sacrifice to save the world.
As Luke's final gift as he died, I gave him flashbacks of all his good memories. Therefore, he won't feel bad. When people say their life flashes before their eyes, that doesn't happen. What really happens is that when people truly die, I let them see their good memories so they don't think about other bad things.
Rest in peace, Luke, rest in peace.
