(A/N: Okay, so I was gonna write more in the last chapter, but I realized the word count got too big. Like, it was basically 12,000 words! So I decided to cut the rest into this chapter because I realized I should add more into this much shorter chapter. Also, if you're on Wattpad, up above is Arina's Aesthetic. If you're on , it would be on the bottom of my bio. I'll be including aesthetics for my OCs so I might post some more in the future ;) Thank you, please review/comment on the last chapter, and enjoy!)

I couldn't sleep again, so I volunteered to take the first watch. Nothing much happened, well, except for an earthquake that forced us all to evacuate.

Currently, we were running down a corridor in darkness, but suddenly, there was light up ahead. Not sunlight, but like electric lighting. Of course, this confused Annabeth because we should be heading to the oldest part of the maze. In my opinion, if Daedalus is such a genius, he probably modernizes his whole area.

Soon we came across a door with the Delta symbol, confirming we found his workshop.

Once inside, the sight amazed us. First, it looked like a professional art studio rather than a workshop. It had huge windows that let in tons of natural light and showed a stunning view. As well, there were dozen of easels with half-finished sketches on them littering the place.

"Look at all of these! He's a genius!" Annabeth exclaimed in astonishment.

"And an artist," Rachel marvelled.

The place looked beautiful, I admit. However, something about it smelled... off. Something about this place seemed really wrong, but that's understandable. It belonged to a man that cheated death, which is something my father and Thanatos work on. Daedalus cheated, so of course, his workshop would smell weird to me.

"Where are we?" Percy inquired, looking around in amazement.

I heard his breathing before he talked, spinning around and summoning my blades.

"Colorado Springs, Garden of the Gods."

I narrowed my eyes at our ex-swordsman who stood upon a spiralling staircase.

"What did you do with Daedalus?" I questioned.

"You don't want to meet him, believe me."

"Well, I don't believe you," I replied sharply.

"Where is he?" Annabeth asked, glaring at him.

"You think I'm an agent Kronos," he began.

"Well, likely," I stated.

He shook his head. "You girls are smart, but you are wrong. I work only for myself."

Quintus began talking about other stuff, distracting us from the original questions. I had enough games, I'm tired of being led on, I just wanted the answer.

"Where. Is. He?" I repeated forcefully as the few shadows in the room curled around me.

He shook his head once more. "You need advice about seeing clearly. I am Daedalus."

Naturally, we would probably go against that statement and accuse him of lying. However, Percy chose something else.

"What? But you're a swordsman!" he exclaimed.

"Check with your friend. She can sense the dead and the living." Quintus gestured to me as I stared at him quizzically.

I've always sensed something but...

"Still, how could you possibly be him? You look nothing like him!" Percy stated, confusing me.

He saw Daedalus before? When?

Then Percy gazed at the swordsman in shock, realization dawning on him. "You're an automaton. You created a new body to survive!"

"Correct, I am," Quintus- I mean Daedalus revealed.

"No, that's not possible," Annabeth argued, disbelief on her face.

"Do you know what Quintus means?"

"It means fifth-"

"That's his fifth body," I realized, "you've recreated a body five times now. You've cheated death five times."

"But- how-how did you manage to transfer your animus-"

"I'm still the same, our mother made sure of that." He pulled the collar of his shirt down, revealing a bird marking on his neck.

"The mark of a murderer," I said.

"For your nephew, Perdix, who used pushed off a tower," Percy stated.

Daedalus' expression darkened. "I didn't-"

"Sure, he just 'lost his balance'," Percy corrected himself sarcastically.

Once more, he went off on a tangent about his regret and wrongdoings.

"Okay, whatever," I interrupted him, "just give us Ariadne's string."

Daedalus sighed again. "You're several hours too late, I'm afraid."

I felt a look of outrage appear on my face before I exclaimed, "You've seen camp! You've seen how many innocent campers there are and you're still willing to help Kronos?"

"He promised me freedom. Once he-"

"So you don't care about the camp, what was the point of you even going there if you were going to help Luke?" My grip tightened on my blades, my knuckles turning white as a result.

"You don't stand a chance against Kronos' army," he replied gravely.

Annabeth pushed over some easels, blueprints flying everywhere. "I used to respect you! Now I see you as a coward! Athena's children are wise and clever, but it seems like that trait died with you two thousand years ago!"

Much to my shock, he hung his head in shame. "It was just too good to refuse."

At that moment, the door burst open, two giants, an empousa in a cheerleading outfit, and Nico came in. However, leading them was an all to familiar ghost.

"Minos," I greeted in an unwelcoming way.

"Arina, one of my favourite demigods to say the least," he responded before glaring at Daedalus, "it has been a long time, old friend."

"What is the meaning of this?" Daedalus asked the empousa.

"Change of plans. You've been a great service, but Minos provided one better by giving us this demigod." She gestured toward my brother.

"Nico, what did I say about trusting Minos?" I snapped at my brother.

"He told me you guys were in trouble!" he defended himself.

"Where's Luke?" Percy demanded.

"He's... busy." A devilish look crossed her face. "But don't worry, you'll see him soon. For now, I'll have a snack."

I heard whispering behind me, but I couldn't tell what they were saying. After that, the fight began. I zeroed in on my brother, slashing at the giants before rolling over to him and cutting his chains.

"What did I say about doing stupid stuff too?"

"Saving Percy and you guys isn't stupid."

"Oh right, it's reckless and crazy!"

"Spirits of the dead!" Minos bellowed.

"No!" I yelled.

"You cannot control me, children of Hades! I am a free spirit now!" he exclaimed, turning to Nico, "You thought you were bringing back your sister, but you were actually bringing me back! I'll kill the traitor!"

Figures appeared, dead ones to be exact. My mind went into overdrive, trying to figure out how to get rid of them.

"I'm the son of Hades! Begone!" my brother exclaimed.

"I am the ghost king, child, they-"

"No," Nico stated, glaring, "I am the ghost king." He stabbed the ground with his black sword, a giant crack forming and swallowing the spirits and Minos.

I managed to dodge a swing to my head from a giant, who chose then to attack while I was distracted. I summoned shadows and used them to tie the giant's arms down, tightening them until he exploded into a cloud of monster dust.

"You okay, Neeks?" I asked my brother, who collapsed to the ground.

"Y-yeah... f-fine," he replied as Rachel helped him get wings on.

What is she- oh! This is what they were whispering out!

I grabbed a pair of wings and quickly fitted them onto myself, throwing Percy and Annabeth a pair too. Soon, we all had donned the copper wings and were ready for flight.

Percy was yelling something but I was too busy thinking about where we could fly. Once I thought of something, I pushed open the windows with the help of Rachel.

"None of us know how to fly!" Nico argued.

"Well, it's never too late to learn."

With that, we all jumped out of the window.


Flying was... not one of my favourites. For starters, I could get shot down because it was Zeus' territory. Also, I didn't trust our wings one bit. I was glad we ditched them in a garbage can.

From there, we decided to find a way back into the Labyrinth to get to Camp Half-Blood. Annabeth, Nico, and I went to get a prism to contact camp while Rachel and Percy went to get a ride.

"Percy's dense, he probably doesn't realize," I reassured Annabeth, who was mildly jealous of Percy choosing to go with Rachel.

"Ugh... I hate that that's true. Like, half of the camp probably has a crush on him and he doesn't even know," she agreed, shaking her head.

"Well, once they get to know him, he's too much of a hassle to be in a relationship with," I remarked defensively, mainly out of fear of her thinking I liked him.

"Arina, I'm not accusing you of liking him."

Dammit, she knows me too well.

"Whatever..." I rolled my eyes before picking up a good-sized prism.

"That works," she nodded before grabbing it and paying for it.

Once outside, we made the call to Camp Half-Blood. She did the talking while I continued to scold my brother.

"You trusted him to tell you the truth?" I snapped, crossing my arms.

"Well, who else could I ask? I didn't know where you were and-"

"I told you I'll be in the Labyrinth."

"Yeah, but-"

"No buts, Neeks, after we finish this fight at camp, I'll let Bianca yell at you unless you want to Iris-Message her right now," I offered.

His eyes widened. Sputtering, he says, "N-no, I rather have her yell at me in Elysium."

"Good," I stated before swinging my arm around his neck and giving him a noogie.

"Hey!"

"I didn't say you were-"

"Guys, you done? We should get going," Annabeth said, interrupting us.

I rolled my eyes before following her to the parking lot where I saw Rachel and Percy getting into an expensive-looking car.

"How'd you get this ride?" I inquired after sliding in with the other following me.

"Um..." Rachel distracted herself with the junk food, the others pigging out as well while I just stared at it apprehensively.

Something about this whole thing felt... odd. How did she get this expensive car? It didn't look like she brought any money for that matter.

"Where to, Miss Dare?" the chauffeur asked her.

"Um... just keep driving, I'll tell you," she responded.

I stared out the window before being hit by a headache. It didn't hurt that much, but I still winced by its sudden appearance.

"You okay?" Percy asked me, looking at me with a mildly concerned expression.

"Y-yeah, I'm fine," I lied, rubbing my forehead.

He looked like he didn't believe me, but he didn't press further.

A short while later, Rachel made the driver stop us at a mining museum. Once there, we headed down a mine shaft she claimed was the entrance into the maze.

Turns out, it was.

While we were in the maze, Annabeth and Rachel started talking, which did not result in her yelling at all, much to my surprise. They were discussing architecture, so I decided to hang back with the boys instead.

"Thanks for trying to rescue us," Percy said to my brother.

"I owe you," was his response.

Then there was a tense silence.

"Wow, you're so much like Dad, Neeks," I swung my arm around his neck again.

For starters, the only reason I was doing that was because I'm shorter than all my friends, so who knows how much longer I'll be able to do it. Soon, Nico might even be taller than me, then I'll be stuck being the short one.

"I can see it too," Percy stated in agreement.

My brother rolled his eyes, pushing me away from him as he stuffed his hands into his pockets. "Since when am I like him?"

"I dunno, since you ran away?" I guessed offhandedly.

Before we could continue further, we ran into Rachel and Annabeth, literally.

"What?"

We came to a crossroads, but one road smelled particularly familiar.

"Eucalyptus," Percy stated, exchanging glances with Annabeth.

"Luke's entrance," I said as well, staring at the tunnel.

"I'm going through it," he stated, causing me to stare at him in shock.

"We're all gonna go-"

"No, what if he gets his hands on Rachel, or maybe Nico and Arina? He said he wanted them both," he pointed out, but I could also see the other reason why he didn't want us to tag along. He was worried about what Annabeth would do if she saw Luke again.

"Take this, just be careful." Annabeth handed him her Yankees cap.

"Don't be stupid, I don't wanna hold another funeral for you," I warned.

He nodded his head before continuing down the tunnel, disappearing once he slipped on the cap.

"He's gonna do something stupid, we all know that," Rachel admitted.

"Well, have some faith in the Seaweed Brain," Annabeth countered.

I rolled my eyes. "Like at Mount St. Helens?"

"Okay, maybe that wasn't a good example," she replied.

Unfortunately, Rachel was right. A mere moment later, we heard yelling. Naturally, we ran towards the source.

We appeared on Mount Tam, overlooking the ocean. I turned to the side and saw a ginormous black fortress at the peak of the mountain.

"God... such a Barnacle Boy," I grumbled under my breath before running up there.

The others followed behind me, Rachel being the first to catch up to me. We eventually arrived in the palace, seeing Percy running in slow-motion away from Luke, who had golden eyes for some reason and a scythe.

"Percy!" Rachel yelled, throwing something at Luke.

She threw a plastic, blue hairbrush at him, hitting him in between the eyes. He stopped, his eyes turning back to their original blue.

"Ow!" he exclaimed, confused.

"Luke, what-" Annabeth was cut off by Percy grabbing her shirt and pulling her away from the fortress.

"After them!" Luke bellowed, his voice sounding much more ancient than usual.

"No!" I stomped my foot just as my brother clapped his hands, an earthquake erupting in the building before a giant rock burst through the marble floors.

I grabbed my brother's arm before pulling him back towards the tunnel. We all kept on running, not stopping once to look back.


We all stopped running when we were all gasping for air, collapsing together in a cavern.

Annabeth was crying the whole time, so I decided to comfort her.

"What you guys did in there was... amazing," Percy complimented, looking at Nico and I.

"Eh, we knew you would do something stupid," I shrugged, my arms still around my best friend.

"Wh-what happened to him?" Annabeth lifted her head, her eyes red and puffy from crying.

"He's possessed by Kronos, I saw it happen. He was lying in the coffin, and then Ethan-"

"Nakamura?" I inquired.

"Yeah, him," he said the last word with dislike.

"What happened next?" Rachel questioned, pressing further.

"Ethan pleaded loyalty to him, renouncing the gods or whatever. Then this weird mist came out and came into Luke's body. Then he stood up and his eyes were glowing gold." Percy finished his explanation quickly.

"No, he's still there, I-"

"Annabeth, he's gone. He gave himself up to-"

"No! You saw what happened when Rachel hit him! That was him!"

"Yeah, maybe Kronos didn't have full control-"

I motioned him to shut up because I had an awfully bad feeling where this would go.

"You want to make him the villain! You want him to be evil! You don't know him as I did!" she exclaimed, pushing me away and glaring at Percy.

"Why do you keep defending him?" he retorted.

"Guys, chill, let's not-" Rachel began before being stopped.

"Stay out of this, mortal girl," Annabeth spat before her voice broke and she started sobbing again.

I returned to my position of comforting her, which she gratefully accepted.

"We should get going, he'll have monsters after us," Nico stated, pushing himself up.

I nodded in agreement before helping Annabeth up.

Once we were all ready, we continued our trek, which was shorter than I anticipated.

"We need to get to New York, can you-" Percy stopped midway, staring at something.

Annabeth and I both froze, recognizing the item immediately. A red Rasta cap, something Grover wore practically religiously.

Percy picked up the hat, a look of shock and fear crossed his face.

Before the others could say anything, I broke into a run. I saw a trail, large footprints and goat-prints going left. I heard them yell something as they struggled to catch up to me.

I came into a cavern with large stalagmites coming down from the top. Then, I saw Tyson sitting beside a river with Grover lying on his lap.

"Tyson!" I yelled sliding down the hill on my heels.

"Arina!" he greeted warmly.

"What happened? Is he okay?" I asked as the others caught up to me.

"Big monsters. Angry men with swords. We got near here. Grover was excited. He ran here. Then he fell, like this," Tyson replied.

I stared at him, glancing at Percy to see he was alive and conscious still. "He's not dead."

"How can you be sure?" Nico inquired.

"Percy's still alive." I gestured to him. "And I can sense if he died or not."

My brother seemed skeptical. "You can't do that, he doesn't have a soul."

"Well, guess I'm special, aren't I?"

"Grover, wake up," Percy said to his friend.

Fortunately enough, he let out a low groan in response. Then, Annabeth splashed water on his face. He woke up, spluttering.

After filling him on what had happened, we all came to a collective agreement to where we were, and what laid in the next cave.

"This is Rachel, clear-sighted." I pointed to her. "And this is Grover, satyr, and Tyson, cyclops and Percy's brother." I pointed to them after.

They nodded to each other.

"You're pretty," Tyson commented, which I saw made Annabeth mad.

Once Annabeth and Percy helped Grover up, we ventured into the next cave. What inside left us all speechless.

The whole cave was surrounded by crystals, ranging from red, green, and blue. As well, exotic plants grew all over the place. Above us, the ceiling looked like the night sky in Nevada when we went there last winter. In the centre of the room laid a bed surrounded by animals that I thought were extinct. However, on the bed was something that oddly surprised me. Pan, the god of the wild.

"Lord Pan!" Grover collapsed at the foot of the bed in amazement.

We all proceeded forward carefully as Pan began talking, but I zoned out as I had another headache.

It started as a dull throbbing when we entered the room, but it turned into a full-blown headache once the others started talking. Fortunately, I managed to keep my expression neutral so the others wouldn't notice.

I tried figuring out what could've caused my headache. Maybe it was because of all of the things that were supposed to be dead were in one room with me. Maybe it was from the lack of sleep I've been having since we entered the Labyrinth. Really, there could be a million different reasons.

I realized then the others that the others were kneeling, so I followed suit as I tried thinking of ways to lessen my headache.

Things were said, I don't know what because I must've zoned out, but Grover looked close to tears. Then, Pan started addressing individually, well, the exception was Nico for some reason.

He stared at me. "Daughter of Hades, you're path from here is... not greatest. The Fates have chosen to give you the worst path, but don't despair, you'll find happiness at the end of this long, winding road."

I grew uncomfortable then. Two gods now have stated they pitied me for something the Fates have decided, which seriously scares me. What's gonna happen to me? Clearly, I'm not gonna die, right? He would've said it... right?

"My dear satyr, will you carry this message on?" He turned to Grover, his eyes twinkling.

"I-I can't."

"You can, I believe you can. Now, I need you to release me," he insisted.

"I d-don't-"

"I understand," he stated, "my name is Pan, which now means all. You all must spread the word to all the dryads, satyrs, and other nature spirits of my death. Then, you all can recreate the wild, even if it's a little bit, it's better than nothing."

Grover nodded shakily before saying, "I... I release you."

The god gave one last smile before his body turned into mist, dissipating into each one of us. Then, everything else in the room turned to dust, disappearing as well.

We were left in a dark cave causing Percy to flick on his flashlight and checking on his friend.

"Let's go," Grover announced, "We must tell them the god of the Wild is dead. The great Pan has died."


Getting back to New York was harder than I thought. After what we just witnessed, I didn't expect anything less.

Soon we found an alleyway where Percy summoned a couple of pegasi. Then, he said goodbye to Rachel, which I saw made Annabeth jealous.

"He probably doesn't even know," I whispered to her as I struggled to mount on my pegasus.

"Yeah... maybe..." she fidgeted with her dagger, not making eye contact with me.

"Just leave me! I don't wanna go back!" Nico exclaimed after many failed attempts at mounting his steed.

"C'mon, we need you," Percy coaxed.

Nico crossed his arms and looked away, but then Annabeth said something to him, which led him to mount a terrified-looking pegasus.

"Percy, mine doesn't let me mount either," I complained to him, leaning against the wall.

I saw Percy's ride talk to mine, they seemed to be arguing.

"Apparently you and your brother smell like dead people," he elaborated.

"Oh, isn't that compliment," I stated sarcastically as he helped me mount mine after calming it down.

"How did you ride them at camp?" he inquired as he mounted his, which I think was named Blackjack.

"I don't know, I road one named Porkpie," I replied with a shrug before we took off.

Once in the air, he and I started talking.

"You're brother's riding Porkpie."

"Okay, maybe he smells more like death than me." I shrugged in response.

Not long after, we landed in the centre of the cabin area, Chiron and the leader of the Cloven of Elders greeting us. Well, Chiron greeted us, the satyr was just angry.

We explained to them what happened, Kronos being back and the monsters having the string. As well, Grover tried telling the old satyr Pan was dead, but he didn't believe him.

"We'll worry about the matter of Pan later. Now, we must defend the camp," Chiron stated, dismissing the topic.

We soon headed for the clearing near Zeus' Fist, which was where everyone else was, fully decked out in armour. Naturally, Annabeth went off into a tent for the Athena cabin and discussed the strategy with her siblings.

I changed into a regular set of armour, like a helmet and breastplate. However, they ran out of shields and greaves, so I decided I'll just my powers considering the number of shadows surrounding the area.

"You ready, Neeks?" I asked my brother as I tried helping into a set of armour.

He refused my help immediately. "Yeah, and can you not call me 'Neeks'?"

"Hey, I stopped calling you my brother like you wanted, what else do you want me to call you?" I exclaimed in frustration.

"I don't know, maybe, my name?"

"Ugh... you're impossible, okay?" I crossed my arms before shaking my head.

"No, you're the impossible one," he spat in return before walking away from me.

Silena came up to me then, helping me adjust the straps on my breastplates.

"Ugh... Nico's being moody as Hades," I grumbled.

"Well, that makes sense considering that's your father," she pointed out.

"Whatever..."

She stared at me, puzzling me.

"What?"

"Um... nothing," she responded before walking off to help other campers.

Soon, the earth began to tremble before the army burst forth from the fissure of rocks.

The battle was amazing to watch from the back. Well, ignoring the fact demigods could be dying, but you get the idea. Catapults firing at the giants, dracaenae hitting the traps and then getting shot down, it easily became the most organized fight I ever saw. Unfortunately, organization and fighting don't go hand-in-hand.

I saw my brother summon a dozen of undead soldiers to stop the invading dracaenae that were heading for the camp. Then, I saw Tyson riding a giant. Lastly, a forest fire started.

I joined into the fray of fighting, summoning my blades and slashing at all the monsters that crossed my path, disintegrating on impact. I brought up shadow shields on campers knocked down before shooting it straight through their attackers.

"You're the daughter of Hades, huh?" A demigod appeared in front of me, wielding a sword and started fighting me.

"Yeah, so what?" I retorted, feinting a strike to the knee before swinging my arm up and cutting his chin.

"Oh, just making sure."

His response sent a chill down my spine. Making sure what? Did Kronos send demigods and monsters after me specifically? It's not like I'll join his army, the gods haven't done anything good for me, but they haven't done anything bad either.

"What about you then?"

"Son of Hecate," he tried hitting my arm, but I summoned a shield just in time before swinging my legs underneath him.

"Oh, great," I replied sarcastically, "you're a magician."

"Hey, no need for the sarcasm."

"You're fighting for Kronos, there is a need for sarcasm."

Just as things starting going well, I got hit by my worst headache yet and overextended. He took this golden opportunity and stab me in the thigh, causing me to collapse.

My headache was making it hard for me to focus on anything around me as my vision blurred from the pain. I was just a sitting duck on the ground, bleeding out.

"ARINA!"

Then, my world went black.


(Dreams)

I appeared in a dark room, I could only make out two figures in the room. A teenage boy and an adult woman, or something that looked like a woman and a boy.

"W-why do you need me here?" the guy stuttered.

"Because you're the only one she knows. The only one she'll trust," the female responded as her hands glowed.

There was a figure lying on a table, but I couldn't tell who, or what it was because it was so dark in the room. The only source of light was some sparingly lit torches surrounding the perimeter of the room.

"What are you gonna do to her, exactly?" he asked warily, eyeing the figure.

"Don't worry, we're not gonna hurt her. After all, she is my boss' favourite and step-daughter."

"I thought-"

"They're not Olympians, I can work for them still. I already discussed this with Lord Kronos." She put her hands down, which stopped glowing once she did so.

"So-"

"We just... modified somethings."

"Like what?"

"Well, she won't be loyal to the Olympians after we finish talking to her. Just follow my lead and you'll understand," the female responded.

(Dream ended)

The first thing I registered was the pain in my thigh. Then, the dull ache in my head. The pain in my thigh was easily the worst. It felt like someone had ripped out on my veins in that one area and crudely shoved it back in before poorly patching up the skin around it.

"Ugh..." I groaned, opening my eyes slowly.

I tried to recall what happened before, but nothing came up clearly. As well, I could have sworn I had a dream, but I couldn't remember any details except for torches.

Once I opened my eyes fully, I saw a person, maybe, with dark, long hair on my left. On my right stood a familiar-looking Asian boy.

"E-Ethan?"

He had a pained look on his face. "Hey... good you're awake now."

I tried pushing myself up, ignoring the increase of discomfort on my thigh. Finally, I managed to get into a sitting up position to observe the room I was in.

It was dark, I think the walls were made from black marble or something along those lines. As well, some torches were lining the wall, producing very little light.

"What... what happened?" I inquired.

The female responded then. "We brought you back from Camp Half-Blood through the tunnels before they collapsed."

At that moment, everything came back to me. I remembered fighting outside of Zeus' Fist with my friends before I ran across a son of Hecate. We fought each other before he managed to stab me in the thigh and I blacked out.

"Wait... where am I?" I asked, more alert now.

"Mount Tam in San Francisco."

Hold on... that means-

"I'm at Kronos' base? Did you guys kidnap me? Why the Hades am I here? Are you guys using me as ransom or-"

"Woah, calm down, it's nothing like that." Ethan's eyes darted to the female when he said the last part, making me trust him less and less.

"Okay then, what is it?" I snapped, crossing my arms.

"We're helping you," the female stated.

I raised my eyebrow. "How so?"

"Well, we're trying to destroy the Olympians, correct? And-"

"I'm not helping you."

The female sighed before shaking her head. "The Olympians erased your memory of it, but we have a very valid reason why you should believe and trust us."

What?

"Five years ago, you thought your brother went missing. However, the truth was, the Olympians killed your mother and him."

What? No, that's not-

I felt a spike of pain in the front of my head, almost making me double over in shock. Images flashed in my mind briefly, lightning, arrows flying, and screams of agony. In the end, there was blood everywhere. On the walls, on the furniture, and on twelve figures.

"W-what happened? Why did they-"

"Kill them? Erase your memory of it? Well, Zeus was angry at Hades for siring another child despite the oath of the Big Three. He got revenge by killing your family with the help of the rest of the Olympians. Hades wanted to reclaim you, but he was stopped. They altered your memory to make you think your mother was addicted to drugs so she was never around and that your brother went missing.

"I managed to return those memories to you, but they may take some time to come back fully due to being suppressed for so long. You might experience headaches and blackouts due to this, but they'll stop happening by the end of the summer," she explained to me quickly.

I nodded my head. My brain felt fuzzy at that moment, but I guess some of her story made sense. However, some parts felt weird, but I just rolled with it.

"Who are you?" I questioned after a lengthy silence.

"I am Hecate, goddess of magic, and I like to welcome you to Kronos' army," she introduced with a flourish of her arms.

"But, first, you need to pledge loyalty to Kronos," Ethan stated.

I took a deep breath before saying, "I, daughter of Hades, renounce the gods. They killed my family, and they shall pay dearly. I'll aid Kronos in crippling the Olympians and destroying Olympus. I pledge loyalty to Kronos, and Kronos alone."