Chapter XXIV – Kronos' P.O.V.

The temporary darkness of the sky (Artemis' sign of respect, think of it as half-mast) had soon turned into the night sky. Apollo not bothering to turn up as the death of an iconic demigod has surfaced. The gods are absolutely devastated, Poseidon was still lost in his grief, not believing the death he'd just encountered. I understand that though, Poseidon just lost Perseus after finally being with him. It's a pity that he (Percy) didn't get to see him (Poseidon), no?

"How're you?" I was at the door frame, standing in between the inside Percy's cabin and the cabin's porch. Annabeth Chase spun around and saw me. Her eyes were bloodshot and she was a mess. Who wouldn't be? She just lost him, the same way I lost everyone I loved before. "Terrible. Can't you say by one look? People can." She was packing and she was frantic about something. She was looking for something and she was quite desperate to find it.

"Urgh!"

"What're you trying to find? Perhaps I could help, I shared his memories too, you know," I went to her side. "Tell me, I might help you. It's what he, probably, would've wanted from me and Luke. He would've wanted the both of us to be there for you and Andrew." She looked at me as if I'm a bomb she needs to configure but then looks at the ground. "There's this. . .thing he told me. . .last night," by means of 'last night', it means the night of his first intimate gesture towards the opposite gender, "He was saying things like to build something permanent."

"And?" I don't seem to catch on with her point. "When I was younger, I wanted to be an architect because I wanted to build something that would last through the ages, something permanent. The reason why I wanted to create something permanent was that nothing was permanent in my life." I do seem to remember about something like this in his memory. "Percy would do puzzles back at Atomos, something that helped him solved crimes and mysteries. Is there something else he said?" she gulped and she continued. "Last night, he was saying things. Things like 'Memories', 'Something permanent', and 'Promise'. I don't get it though, it might connect to something," she made this thinking gesture.

"Relevant?" I thought about it for a second and I got something. "Was there anything memorable? Like something you told him? Or a memory?" she went back to thought and her face sparked with an idea. "Olympus is the only thing I've designed that stood significantly that Percy knows of," she connected the invisible dots in front of her, "which means it's not mine, the 'Something permanent' part. It would have probably meant a monument or something." She said and something sparked in my brain.

"Promise of something permanent! Is there any memory of a monument that you both mentioned during your relationship?" if only Percy was here, I wouldn't have to subject my brain to endless torture of thinking. "Monument," she continued the thinking gesture in which she cupped her chin into her hand. "When we were thirteen! The Lincoln Memorial! I sent him a postcard of it!" she exclaimed at me, quite loud too.

"Where'd he put that? The postcard?" I asked her and she pointed at the frame of the mounted Minotaur horn. How cliché of you, Percy, hiding something of personal importance at the back of a picture frame. You have watched too much 20's and 30's movies, Percy. Too much of them, I say. The postcard was pinned to the corkboard portion of the frame. I removed the frame and I saw a very dusty collection of books (three dusty books to be precise), the one at the very bottom even had a bookmark.

"The books, I was still looking for them when he went missing." Annabeth took the top book and caressed the pages. She began to cry. I saw her looking at a picture of a younger version of the two of them. They seemed young, like they were 16? 17 perhaps?

I took the last two books. I was carefully carrying the two books when I had accidentally let the last book (the red one) slip out of my fingers and I saw the book marked page. I was shocked, both Annabeth and I actually. The page held a ring in the middle (a portion of the page was cut off deep enough to hold the ring. "Oh gods," she said. I couldn't see what caused her shock as I could only see her back. When I went in front of her, I too gasped.

"This is what he was hinting on, last night, all those things he kept referring to, out adventures that he kept reminding me of, something permanent." Her voice broke and I enveloped her into a bear hug. I was busy cooing her when I realized something. Atomos' laws derived from ancient Greece's laws. Do you know how marriage is performed back then? Dinner with both families (I suspect that Percy and Annabeth have had dinner with both of their families together) and they've consummated their relationship, no?

When I realized this, I brought her immediately to Chaos, who already knew of the situation and was, in fact, talking to the gods about it. "Speaking of the girl, here she is," Athena was hiding this expression I couldn't quite make out. "Annabeth, by the highly esteemed laws of Atomos, is the legal partner of Percy, she will be, once I step down this coming August, the monarch of Atmos."

3 Years Later

"How is your training, Andrew?"

The boy grew to look more like his father as each day pass and he became to be more like both of his parents. Having his mother's talents and wits and his father's skills and compassion. It's quite heartbreaking for me to see him as I remember my first true friend. "Don't ask for answer to the questions you don't want to be answered." he gave me a serious face before grinning (a lopsided grin, apparently, much like his father's famous grin). "You're Athena's legacy, Andrew, I'm sure that you can't possibly be that bad at archery!" he held his hands up in defeat.

"Hey, you know my father's skills! He's terrible!"

He was terrible but over the time he grew quite a reputation for being one of Atomos' most talented archer (he can even throw an arrow like a knife and hit a bull's eye for 200 yards without the bow!). "In time, Andrew, in time." he then stood up, dusting the imaginary dirt. "Speaking of time, it's already time for the council meeting Mom has arranged! If we're late, she'd have our heads!" yes, last time we were late, well, I'd rather not relive the memory.

When we got there, Mom was glaring dagger at the both of us. "Finally, we can start this council meeting with our Crown Prince and our Field Marshal," when she emphasizes our titles, you know that that's not a good sign. "Chaos felt a shift in the world, he said that there's a chance that he can return." I mainly sat there in shock, taking in what Annabeth told the council (which consisted of her, Andrew, me, Luke, Chaos, Zeus, Poseidon and Hades).

So, how was that? Short, yes. So let me know of how you think of this chapter. Let me know and review below!

-L.R.G. the Author "KorrohShipper"