Chapter 38: The Death of Percy Jackson

"You'd think Zeus would have wanted me incinerated already."

"I don't know," Poseidon said, "you've proved quite useful in all our battles."

Joy...the only reason that I wasn't burnt toast was because I was the toaster.

My dad laughed at the expression on my face.

"Remind me how this is the least bit funny?"

Immediately understanding the seriousness of the matter, he stopped laughing and composed a stern look on his face.

"You should have come to me earlier," he said quietly.

"Why? What difference would it have made?"

"He wouldn't have had enough time manifested in your body to know how to STAY manifested when I tried to purge him out," Poseidon said, assuming the authority of a god.

"And how would you have done that?"

"Simple, I would have drained you of your ancestry, no connection to me, no powers and therefore, no Kronos," he said sternly.

I paused, reiterating the words in my head.

"You were willing to cut off paternal connections just to rid me of KRONOS?" I yelled, suddenly furious.

My dad sighed, "I did not say I would be willing, I just said that it would best for you, to carry on a normal life without the interference of Kronos or any of the Greek gods. You've done a lot for us, more than I can ever repay you for, but...I'm risking your life too much Percy, and look what kind of a predicament we are in now!"

My anger vanished, just like that.

"So...is it hopeless?"

"As of now, yes. However, I can think of one way to restrain his control over you for now. This is only temporary until we can think of a better way," he said, "it was either this choice or for you to be disposed of permanently, either way I'm sorry. Get up Percy."

I'm sorry? What was that supposed to mean?

"Get up, Percy," my dad said again, this time louder.

I shakily got up from the chair.

"Turn and face me," he said quietly.

I turned slowly, and suddenly...he lunged for me.

Three things happened in those third seconds in slow-motion. First, I turned around, second, he stared at me with the most apologetic eyes you would have ever seen, and third, he decided he wanted to kill me all of his sudden and threw his trident at my face.

"What the HELL do you think you're doing?" I yelled.

I dodged his trident as he swung it at me.

"I'm sorry," he said, swinging several more times.

"You're sorry...I get it, is that all you can say??? You're sorry you're the one that has to kill me, right? WHY COULDN'T YOU GET ZEUS TO FINISH ME OFF?"

"Calm down, Percy," he said.

I snapped right there. My anger flushed over me again and I lost control, completely.

Nice to meet you again son.

"Kronos," my dad said through his gritted teeth.

I felt the power slowly building inside me, but I knew that the control was slipping away slowly. I could no longer feel my body. It was as if I was just an empty soul.

"Percy! CALM DOWN!" he yelled.

I couldn't stop myself. The power surged inside me until I just went crazy and my mind blanked out and pushed my conscience to a corner. I just lost control, he just took over and truthfully, it wasn't my fault.

He's gone. Your efforts were futile.

"PERCY!" I heard my dad yell, and suddenly, he changed to a more serious tone, "You're gonna regret that."

That was directed at Kronos.

Poseidon thrust his trident forward, only for it to be caught by a grinning me.

Nice try.

"Yes, I admit, I did think it was quite nice," he said.

What? Oh no! What was that? Why am I slipping away? AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!

I could feel myself slowly regaining control as Kronos cringed in pain. I saw why.

As soon as I was able to move my body again, I wished Kronos was still in control. Why do you ask?

My body BURNED, literally BURNED in pain. I looked to the hand I caught my father's trident with to see a strange shaped mark – Ω – where the trident had been. The pain was UNBEARABLE. I screamed as the mark started climbing up my arm and spreading throughout my body. My legs gave in a split second to the burning Ωs. I cried in pain as the process continued.

"WHY?" I asked my dad, "WHY?"

I stared at him with serenity, he looked down with passion.

"I'm sorry," he said again, "it's for your own good."

And I swear, if you would cry underwater, I saw a large tear drop forming under his right eye.

As the pain subsided, and the mark receded to a point right on my forehead, I felt completely drained and powerless.

"Sleep well," my dad said.

That was the last thing I heard before I collapsed.

Poseidon's POV

I watched in pain as his body crumpled to the ground, but the worst was over for him.

You will not get rid of me with weak magic such as this.

What was that?

This boy, his soul resonates with my power. He will not abandon me. You will see.

Kronos.

Leave him alone, I thought. As if that were possible.

I'm sorry son, but I cannot grant your request. Until we meet again...

And then, it was silent, so, very silent...