" His heart is failing! Quick get the defibrillator!" Apollo yelled. Hermès being the god of medicine and other stuff quickly grabbed the equipment.

The two and other god doctors are trying to save Salomao Hunter right now while the others healing gods and goddesses are treating Artemis.

" Fractured bones, a crack in the skull, burnt skin, and many more injuries. What did you do to yourself Sal?" Apollo muttered.

Even though he's a doctor but that doesn't mean he can save all lives. Life is life. If there is no chance of saving then there is no chance of saving.

This is how fate works.

" Nectar! Get nectar and ambrosia. But not too much! He'll burn up if you give him too much!" Apollo said. After detecting that Sal has leukemia, Apollo figured that he wasn't immortal. But a person who can live longer than others.

The electrocardiogram was showing that Sal's heartbeat is irregular. He is also suffering from blood loss.

" How many hours?" Apollo yelled.

" Been 4 hours milord." Someone replied back.

Right now Apollo is trying to get him back to a stable heartbeat.

Over the pass 4 hours, Sal's heart goes from failing to stable and repeating the process again.

The room was filled with intensity and so is on the outside. Thalia was pacing around waiting. She was gripping her hands so tightly praying to Tyche that Sal will survive.

She knew that Artemis will survive because she's a goddess and all. But Sal on the other hand suffers from leukemia and injuries that could be fatal.

The hunters are helpless when coming to this kind of stuff. All they could do is hope for the best.

Meanwhile...

" Where am I?" Sal asked looking around the place. He walked and walked and saw a river. A boat was floating on it with a man looking at him smiling wickedly at him.

Sal immediately recognized the person.

" Am I dead?" He said walking over to where Charon is.

The river Styx was flowing to somewhere. Everything there seemed...dead.

" So what's your excuse this time Jackson?" Charon joked. Sal grinned slightly.

" Um this time I burn to death. Slept on the stove you know?" Sal said. He had met Charon after escaping Tartarus.

So they're basically besties now.

" Ready?" Charon asked. Sal looked over at the river.

Crossing the river means that he's officially dead. No hiding identities. No more burdens.

He's pretty sure that he had earned Elysium. There he could be happy and free. He stepped forward a little. He yearns for normal and a no quest life and here it is waiting for him in the underworld.

" Do you really want to?" A person whispered into his ear. He turned around and there was no one.

" C'mon! You told me so many things and how you wanted to paint your world with colors and now you want to die! Was that all fake? Are you a foolish person like I expected everyone to be?" The person whispered into his other ear.

Sal's face expressed confusion. Who is this? Then he thought back to his dream before. His eyes widen suddenly.

δικαιοσύνη (Justice).

" Bingo!" She muttered inside his head before a presence pushed him and into the Styx river.

However, this time he didn't feel the pain. But, he felt like a mortal drowning in a river. He couldn't swim and nor could he breathe underwater like he used to do.

All he sees is the surface of the water. Bright and beautiful. Like a light in an absolute darkness. However, he also feels pain. He was actually drowning.

" The pain...this is how I feel everyday being with those people." Justice spat out.

" I know you feel like that too before when you were Perseus Jackson . But let me tell you one thing Salomao Hunter. If you're going to fight supporting Chaos and fighting against End, you got to support her all the way. I warned you to stay out of it. But once you trudged in. You trudged in." She said with a cold tone in her voice.

" Remember Hunter, your life isn't done yet. Don't try to escape. In order for Fate to work, people must play their parts and you also must play your parts to the end. Fate can't demand you to do this, it gives you many possibilities and choices you have to make. But this means that your fate is in your hand and for others's fate to work properly you must live." She said the last part like it was a demand and an order.

Sal hearing her words started to struggle. He was struggling not because he was drowning. But struggling to hang on his life.

He felt Justice's presence fading slightly.

" Remember one day these wars and cruelties in the world will be your greatest teachers in your life..." She whispered in his ear.

Sal opened his eye.

Was that...? He was at the river again. Charon was looking at him weirdly.

Sal looked back. It was all white. He smiled to himself. It was pretty weird for the primordial of Justice to say such things because she was avoiding her fate and all.

But Sal guessed she was right about that. Even if he's dead, someone will come and annoy him and somehow he just know it.

" Sorry Charon can't die yet. These people still needs me. I can't let them annoy me even when I'm dead. You got to have the dead sleep peacefully you know but I doubt that if I don't go back." Sal said remembering Artemis's threat.

He started walking away from the Styx's river. He didn't know how to escape. But better than hanging out next to that gloomy river.

Back into reality...

Sal walked up to see the roof of the Olympus infirmary. He was back here again. Sal was pretty sure his most visited place was the infirmary.

He sat up and saw Artemis playing with a Rubik's cube.

" Stupid rubik's cube why is it so hard. This is not fun Athena." She was muttering angrily trying to solve the cube.

Sal chuckled slightly and Artemis looked over.

" Sleeping beauty have finally awake huh?" She said her eyes however filled with relief and happiness.

" Good to see you too boss." Sal said. They talked for a while until the gods and hunters interrupted.

Thalia ran over where Sal is and hugged him tightly.

" Uhh aren't you suppose to not hug males. You know..." he said. Thalia glared at him playfully and punched him lightly.

" I'm honoring a friend." She replied softly. Sal grinned.

" Good to see you as well Thalia!" He said cheerfully.

" I see the legendary hunters have finally awake." Apollo said with his doctor's coat on.

" How long was I sleeping?" Sal asked.

" 3 day and 2 hours-." Athena started.

" Okay we get it. I slept a long time. So um how are you?" Sal said while exercising his shoulders. After laying there for a long time, Sal's while body is sore as Tartarus.

'Maybe I'll get a massage at Brooklyn.' Sal thought to himself.

" Anyway...any one have some ideas about 3 nights ago?" Sal asked. The mood turned from fun to seriousness.

" Way to kill the mood." Phoebe muttered.

" Well if no one knows, then I have an idea." Sal said.

" It time we strike back." He said.

Meanwhile...

She didn't know why she hadn't killed him yet. That night she knew she had to attack or else End will get suspicious.

But every time she raised her sword, she couldn't slice down. It felt like something was making her hesitant. Someone was blocking her.

She looked into the mirror. Blue and brown eye. Brown hair flow down her shoulder. Everything about her appearance shows beauty. But her eyes were cold and ruthless.

She was like a sadistic ruler. But then why can't she kill him? She have so many chances. So many time to kill him.

But every time, her heart disagrees with her brain. Who was he to her? She had no family or friends. So why every time she sees him, there is that warm feeling.

There will always be that one memory popping. An orange t shirt. A person holding her wearing an orange t shirt.

And every time she sees that, there was a feeling.

Warmth.

She is suppose to one of End's coldest assassin. Suppose to be ruthless and cruel.

So why is this warm feeling is something that she wants to treasure and hide it away from the world?

And why does she like it very much?

End.

" The pain you feel today is the strength you feel tomorrow."

- Unknown