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I can't stand the pain, and I can't make it go away

No, I can't stand the pain,

How could this happen to me?

I made my mistakes. I've got nowhere to run.

The night goes on

As I'm fading away. I'm sick of this life

I just wanna scream!

How could this happen to me….?

~Untitled (How Could This Happen To Me), Simple Plan

Chapter 20

Nico's POV

We rode Mrs. O'Leary back to the battle then jumped off. I looked at Tyrell, who was leaning against Mrs. O'Leary.

"Are you coming….?" I asked, pointing my thumb behind me at a half-blood fighting a monster. He shook his head.

"I have to go back." I frowned. So, rescuing me and Emery was a onetime thing huh?

"So, you're just going to go back and we'll be back fighting each other?" I asked; my voice harsh. I didn't enjoy fighting my brother, even though he did get annoying. But, truthfully, when he wasn't mad at you, he was fun to be around. Again, Tyrell shook his head.

"No, I have to go back to get my friends that are still over there." I nodded; then made a face.

"How're you gonna do that when that place is invested with monsters?"

"I'll handle it," He said, then disappeared.

I looked at Mrs. O'Leary, who barked and wagged her tail. I told her to go back to the Underworld so she wouldn't get hurt then turned towards the battle. I took down a few monsters but tried to avoid demigods. I didn't want to accidently kill one of Tyrell's friends. Then one of those wolf-like things came out of nowhere and knocked me down. I grimaced as my broken arm hit the ground then slashed across the things face. It jumped off and started to circle me. I stood and watched it. It snarled and charged me, going for my legs. That thing was a lot faster than it looked. I dived to the left, its teeth grazing my shin. It kept up with me good and changed direction without losing a beat. The next thing I knew was that it was on top of me and ripping at my clothes and skin. I hacked at the creature but its skin was hard, surprisingly. It didn't help any that its fur was rough. So, I tried using my legs. I kicked at it stomach hard, and it fell off my body. I sat up, my shirt torn and bloody, blood dripping into my eyes from a cut on my forehead. Man, this thing was trained well to rip people to shreds, no pun intended. I wiped the blood out of my eyes. It didn't help much because it just kept running but still. It crouched, watching me closely.

I stood and raised my sword. It growled and lunged at my throat. I braced myself for the impact and tilted my sword so it would impale the things heart. Thank Gods it worked, because if it didn't, I would probably be dead. I managed to lift the thing off of me then drew my sword out of its body. I got a buzzing sensation in my head again checked to see who it was. When I got who it was I stood and started running towards the ditch. I ignored bodies, monsters and half-bloods fighting. I ignored it all. I just had to get to that ditch. Thunder cracked in the distance as I ran. When I reached the ditch, I skidded to a halt. In the ditch was this huge snake. And I mean huge. It was coiled around Logan. I looked around and couldn't see Emery; I'm guessing the wolves moved her…..somehow. I gritted my teeth, my knuckles turning white from gripping my sword. The snake saw me and hissed, tightening its grip on Logan. I jumped down the ditch, not bothering to check if I could even make it. Right as I landed I had to move since the snake lunged at me. I managed to dodge, but just barely. I crouched, trying to get a good look at Logan, which was hard when a snake is trying to bite you in half. The snake's head lunged at me again and I turned and slashed across its face. It hissed in pain and drew away.

I growled. I had to get it away from Logan. He was dying, slowly, but dying. I stood and started towards the snakes body coiled around Logan. The snake saw me and lunged its head at me. I jumped forward and landed on one coil of its body and continued on up towards Logan. My foot slipped on its scales and I started sliding backwards. I scrabbled for a grip then just stabbed my sword into the snake and pulled myself up. It screeched and snapped at me, biting down on my calf. I cried out and pulled my sword and slashed at it. It ignored me and tossed me aside. I smacked into the side of the ditch. It was raining hard now and the ground was muddy. I groaned. My whole body ached and I was tired as heck. I stood and spit out blood and mud then strode over to the snake. It hissed, its tongue slithering in and out. Suddenly, a splitting pain went up my calf and I fell to my knees. I grabbed the hem of my pants and rolled them up so I could clearly see the bite wounds. Blood seeped out of the holes where its fangs had impaled my skin. My calf throbbed and the skin was turning a purplish color around the bites. Oh great. I should've thought that the snake was poisonous.

I let the pants slide back down my calf and forced myself to stand. I bolted over to its coiled body and jumped onto it, climbing upward. Once I was high enough, I turned. The snake lunged at me once again but this time I stepped sideways and brought my sword down on its flesh below its head, cutting it off. Its head fell to the ground and its body moved around for a few seconds them lied still. I turned and climbed the rest of the way up and pried Logan from the snake's body. I picked him up and started back down. My poisoned leg gave out right then and I fell down the rest of the way. I twisted and landed on my back, Logan on top of me. I cursed in Greek then sat up, feeling Logan's pulse. It was faint.

I noticed he had a few more injuries since I last saw him. I lifted his shirt up. He had bruises around his ribcage signaling broken ribs and there were holes on his side. He had been poisoned to. I tapped the side of his face, trying to wake him.

"Hey, Logan," I said, "Can you hear me?" He didn't answer. I tried doing CPR, which didn't do anything either.

"Come on Logan! Wake up!" I groaned, ignoring the fact that my clothes were soaked. I shook him hard but he still didn't respond.

"Logan! Answer me!" I just sat there my head hung and my hair hanging around my face, dripping water. I could feel the poison weakening my body, but I tried to fight it off. I remembered the day when Bianca died and the feeling of losing everything. My mom. My sister. My home. Seventy years of my life forgotten. All of it. Gone. I shook my head, clinching my fists.

"Logan please," I said quietly, "Do something—anything! I can't go through this again. Please."

I screamed. I don't really even know why. I was just sick of it. Sick of everything. I lied down on my side, curled up. The poison was starting to numb my brain. I was so out of it, I didn't even notice the time slow. Nor did I notice the dark atmosphere around me. Finally, I just got a weird feeling and turned around. I stared at him. I gripped my sword by my hip and my face twisted into a snarl. I stood and lunged at Kronos, but my movements were sloppy partially because of the poison and partially because of his time thing. He blocked with his sword then thrust forward. I went flying and crashing into the ground, making a tiny crater. He had found a new body to reside in. I didn't recognize the half-blood, which was good. He approached me, grinning; his eyes flashing gold. I realized that his presence was draining every near him of life. I don't really know why that happened, since he usually didn't do that. All I know is that I had to get him away from Logan or he truly would die.

I stood and started walking to the side of him, my sword raised. Kronos smiled at him. That evil smile. It's like he knew what I was doing. He struck at me with his sword and I managed to block it, growing accustomed to the slower movements. The force of the blow jarred my arm bad and I winced. This time he locked our swords together then reached out with his other hand and gripped my throat. I stiffened, looking down at the hand then over at Logan. The eight year olds body was paling fast and I could see his life force now. The worst part was though, is that I could feel my own body dying. It felt horrible. It was basically like be stuffed in a microwave then turning the microwave on, except a lot worse. I tore my eyes from Logan and looked at Kronos.

"Why? Why are you doing this?" I managed to say.

"Why you ask? To destroy the gods once and for all," Kronos said his voice cold and hard, "To wipe their entire existence from the earth. They never deserved the fame they had."

His grip tightened on my throat and I knew he could easily snap my neck. I was never one to give up without a fight, but here, I lowered my sword in surrender. I knew that probably looked cowardly or whatever, but fighting wouldn't help me now. Kronos smirked slightly, seeing my defeat. He tightened his grip even further and I glared at him.

"Kill me. It doesn't matter anyway; we'll still defeat you and your army. You'll never destroy the gods," I said. Before he could kill me however, a black blade slid beneath his jaw. He had been so focused on me he had let his guard down.

"Release him." Kronos turned his head to look over his shoulder at my brother and released my throat. I dropped to my knees, coughing. I gripped my sword and crawled over to Logan, leaving Tyrell to Kronos. Usually, I wouldn't do that, but I knew I wasn't strong enough to fight him. The Titan Lord whirled around with blinding speed and struck Tyrell's side, sending him flying. I watched as the two fought. Since I was basically of no use here, I sheathed my sword and pick up Logan. Kronos kicked Tyrell in the chest and he smacked into the ground near me and I looked at him. Our eyes locked and he seemed to be telling me to take Logan somewhere safe. I nodded and closed my eyes, drawing on what strength I had left and shadow-travelled to Camp Half-Blood. I knew it was seriously risking it, but I didn't know where else to take him where they had a place that could properly tend to a half-blood. I landed on Half-Blood Hill and collapsed, Logan's body lying next to mine. All the shadow-travelling, fighting and the poison was too much. I couldn't move anymore. I tried, but to no avail. The last thing I saw before everything turned black was what Apollo kids we left at the camp approaching us.

A/N: So, thanks again for the people who reviewed, and of course the people who just read the story. Oh, and just a FYI: this story is coming to a close, but dont freak out, there are still a couple more chapters, i dont know how many just yet though. So, yeah, just a little warning.