The Olympian gods were able to send Typhon back to Tartarus with great help from Poseidon. If it weren't for the god of the sea, there was no telling what the outcome of the fight would've been. Each of them were grateful for the work he had done, but the thank you's had to wait for when the war was completely over. The gods who had engaged in the fight went to Fifth Avenue, where they saw a combination of monsters, soldiers, mammals, and mortals who were running around in panic. With the help from the Olympian, the remaining Titan army was easily defeated; killed, captured, or imprisoned.

Artemis dismissed the animals who had aided in combat, promising to gift them for their help. Poseidon dismissed his army and Hades sent the dead back to the Underworld. All that remained on the street were the corpses of those campers and Troopers who had fought until their last breath, and the many mortals who ran around in panic.

Zeus got tired of the panicked mortals and simply swiped his, restoring Manhattan to its before-war state. The mortals looked around, and thanks to the mist, they completely ignored the Empire State Building's block, which was filled with corpses.

"Brother," Zeus walked towards Hades. "I see you have aided us"

"I did it only because of my children, there is no other reason." Hades replied

"Still," the King of Gods put a hand on Hades's shoulder. "thank you"

"Hey! What about me?" Poseidon asked getting closer to his brothers. "If I hadn't sent my forces who knows what would've happened"

"...right. I must...thank you brother." Zeus muttered

"Thank you for what?" Poseidon put a hand on his ear as if he was trying to hear what Zeus had just said.

"For aiding us. Without you it would've been very difficult to win"

"That's what I thought" Poseidon grinned.

Suddenly, the sky emitted a very bright white light. It was so bright that it almost blinded the gods, and the source seemed to be Olympus. In silent agreement, all the Olympians got on their chariots and headed to their home, ready to engage in battle with the Titan King. They flew at impossible speeds, reaching the top of Mt. Olympus in mere seconds.

What greeted them was horrifying, an Olympus that seemed to be almost completely destroyed. Minor gods laid barely breathing, some with their limbs cut off. Shrines and temples were vandalized, the buildings that once stood tall were now destroyed. It was exactly what had happened to some of their Greek temples as time went by. Like Artemis Temple, once one of the 7 wonders of the Ancient world was now just three rocks in the middle of a Turkey.

As they ran towards the Throne Room, Zeus noticed his daughter Thalia trapped under the statue of Hera. Thankfully, the statue didn't crush any vital organs, just her legs, which would be able to be cured with ambrosia and time.

"Thalia!" Zeus yelled, running towards his injured daughter. "Hold on, we'll help you. Ares! Apollo! Help me lift the statue."

The two gods rushed towards the demigoddess, lifting the statue as Zeus pulled his daughter to safety.

"Thalia, stay here while we deal with Kronos." Zeus commanded.

Thalia nodded her head, her head focused on the pain she was feeling on her legs.

The gods continued to run towards the throne room. They all had their weapons ready: Zeus had his master bolt, Poseidon his trident, Ares and Athena their spears, the twin archers their bows, and Hades a black sword. Quickly, not giving much attention to the destruction surrounding them, the gods arrived at the Throne Room.

They were all expecting a battle to engage in. However, the scene in front of them was exactly the end of one.

Right in front of them laid the body of Ethan Nakamura, who'd died due to an arrow in his throat. Inside the room were two corpses and three alive campers. Alex, Annabeth, and Grover were all kneeling by a boy with auburn-brown hair, who looked much more auburn due to the blood that it was tainted with. Close to them laid the body of Luke Castellan, the son of Hermes, and the host of Kronos. He laid with a wound right on his heart, and his blue eyes were frozen in death.

"Alex," Poseidon said, trying to say words despite his shock. "What...what happened?"

Alex Pond looked straight at Poseidon, his eyes filled with tears. "He saved us...he sacrificed himself"

"Who's the boy?" Artemis asked

Alex avoided her gaze, his eyes falling to his sneakers. Annabeth began to cry once again, as Grover patter her back in comfort.

"I asked you a question. Who is he?!" Artemis asked forcefully, her voice cracking.

"H-he" Alex tried to say, but the words didn't want to come out. He was afraid of what the moon goddess might do to him when he announced the death of her only child. Alex lifted his gaze to look at Artemis, his eyes filling with tears. His lips were trembling from the combination of sorrow and fear. Artemis stepped forward, walking by Alex, who stood crying.

Fifteen steps, that's all it took for Artemis to reach the dead body and confirm her fears. Laying dead next to a crying Annabeth was Hector Carib Troy, the first and only son of Artemis.

Artemis stood in shock, her brain not wanting to comprehend the scene that was in front of her. Her eyes scanned the body, how he had two fatal wounds, one in his chest and another on his abdomen. His eyes were closed and his face was peaceful. His traits being so similar to Perseus, but his hair being almost identical to Artemis. The still-wet trail of a tear adorned his pale cheek, and his mouth was covered in mortal blood.

"No...t-that's not him" Artemis stuttered.

Apollo walked to his sister and hugged her tightly. She wanted to shake him off, but the sun god just hugged Artemis tighter.

"Artemis, we knew this would happen" Apollo tried to comfort her

"You said that prophecies have double meanings" Artemis cried

"Not always. It seems this one was pretty straight forward."

"Then we could've helped him! Why is he like that?!"

"It was the will of the fates Arty. You know how we don't have any say in that"

Artemis cried her sorrows away on Apollo's chest, as all the other Olympians saw the proud moon goddess grief. Hermes stepped towards his son's dead body and hugged him, deeply apologizing for being an absent father. Athena went to embrace her daughter but was stopped by Poseidon, who put a hand on her shoulder.

"What are you doing?" Athena said

Poseidon simply shook his head and pointed at Annabeth, who was being gently embraced by Alex. As much as Athena despised the sea spawn, she knew that her daughter needed a close friend in these times.

"It's not fair Apollo. It's not fair" Artemis muttered, her eyes unable to produce any more tears.

"I know it's not sis" Apollo replied. He was also crying, but not because of his nephew. Sure, he was saddened by his death, but his mind was much more focused on the children he had lost during the war. Even if he wasn't a present father, Apollo still loved all his children, and it broke him having to see them dead on the street. His grief was not as big as Artemis's, this due to the fact that he had many more children. Artemis had just lost her single child, her first child.

Suddenly, a bright light appeared on the throne room. The gods stopped grieving for a second and summoned their weapons, prepared to attack whoever had decided to enter the Throne Room without their permission. Once the light diminished, the Three Fates walked towards Hector's corpse.

"We must take the boy" Atropos said, pointing at Hector

"What?" Artemis told in a threatening tone.

"He has completed the prophecy" Clotho stepped forward

"Kronos will never rise again" Lachesis walked towards the cadaver

"But we must take his body to finish the ritual." Atropos continued

"Or else his sacrifice would be in vain" Clotho ended the idea.

The fates conjured a silver-and-blue shroud, in which they placed Hector's body, and began carrying it out of the throne room.

"Wait," Artemis said.

Artemis walked towards the shroud. She lifted the cloth that was covering Hector's face and kissed his forehead.

"I'm so sorry for not being there for you. If you ever choose to go for rebirth, I wish for you to enter a happy family. You deserve that much. I will always love you my son." Artemis muttered her last words towards her non-listening son. She then nodded, allowing the Fates to carry her son's body.

"Can we move the dead bodies outside? They kinda stink" Aphrodite pinched her nose, interrupting the sad moment that was happening in front of her.

Zeus rolled his eyes, "Fine. Hermes, take them outside."

Hermes nodded and grabbed his sons body, who was covered in blood from the wound in such a vital organ.

"She needs help!" Alex yelled out of nowhere, getting all the attention from the gods.

"I've got this" Apollo stepped forward. "God of medicine, at your service"

He passed his hand on top of the daughter of Athena. Miraculously, the cuts, bruises and scars disappeared. Her broken arm was straightened, and she sighed in her sleep.

"She'll be as good as new in a couple of minutes, which gives me enough time for me to create a poem. How about 'Apollo and Friends Save Olympus'?"

"I'll let you handle the poem" Alex said

"That's what I was thinking too. Ok, how about this:

The sons of Olympus fought their way
to the heart of the west they prevailed
and amaranth fell with dove again
he fell so hard, and with no gains.

But the sun always shines bright in any situation
as it gives more hope for the civilization
and then the moon weeps as she is jealous
of the awesomeness that is the older Letoid" Apollo recited

"Ok, first of all, that last part didn't rhyme. Second, seriously Apollo, can you lie or not?" Artemis asked, walking towards her twin. Her face was still sad, but she tried her hardest to hide it.

"I never lied" Apollo defended himself

"You know you're younger!"

"No I'm not. I'm the older sibling"

"We're twins! And I helped mom give birth to you!" Artemis raised her hands

Apollo shook his head. "That's not what I remember. I just woke up one day and my baby sister was there next to me" Apollo pinched Artemis cheek

"Ouch! Why do you do that so hard?" Artemis rubbed her cheek

"Because you're my baby sis"

The next few hours went by somewhat quickly. The gods repaired the throne rom, which was done at great speed thanks to the twelve powerful Olympians who worked their asses off. Alex and Grover took their leave and tended to the wounded. Then, they greeted their surviving friends. There was Thalia Grace, who had escaped the statue thanks to Ares and Apollo and was now walking with crutches, Connor and Travis Stoll who had minor injuries, Katie Gardner, the daughter of Demeter, Clarisse La Rue, and Nico and Bianca di Angelo.

Hera and Hephaestus walked past Alex. While Hephaestus mumbled something almost incomprehensible, Hera put a hand on Alex's shoulder, which made the poor son of Poseidon to jump in surprise.

"I heard you were a friend of Hector's" Hera told the sea spawn

"I mean, not really. We barely talked except for in battle...he was more of Annabeth's friend" Alex said

"Regardless, you were by his side on his death. Thank you, and tell your girlfriend that I am eternally grateful." Hera smiled kindly, which was a very weird sight for the son of Poseidon, and walked away.

Artemis sat on her throne watching as Athena talked to her Hunters...well the correct term for them now were troopers. She still couldn't believe the horrible name Athena had decided for the Hunt. It was so bad! Hunters of Artemis had a nice ring to it, it was catchy. But troopers just reminded everyone of Starship Troopers, a movie which Percy had forced her to watch.

Her thought shifted to Percy, her husband. The last time she had seen him had been some time before she went to pick up Hector in Hera's house. She had spent the night with him and then left early in the morning without even eating breakfast. Now that she had lost her son, the only thing that Artemis wanted to do was hug her husband and remain with him for hours. Without talking and without watching anything, just be together with him, to make her feel safe once again.

Artemis was brought out of her thoughts by Zeus clearing his throat.

"Well, Poseidon? Are you too proud to join us in the council my brother?" Zeus gumbled

Poseidon, who was with his son Alex, grinned and replied. "I would be honored, Lord Zeus"

The rest of the meeting went by quickly. Artemis paid no attention to it, her mind wasn't fit for it. All she knew was that Alexander Pond had denied godhood and that Annabeth was now the architect of Olympus. She also knew that the fallen Troopers would achieve Elysium, and that the gods had to claim their children before they were 14. The rest was just stupid dialogue, something Artemis couldn't care less about.

Soon enough the meeting ended, with all the demigods exiting the throne room and the gods joining their children.

Artemis shrunk to her 21 year old self and walked out of the throne room.

"Artemis," a male said from behind her.

Artemis turned around and saw the God of the Sea.

"Poseidon. What is it you need to talk about?" Artemis asked without any emotion

Poseidon reached inside of his toga, searching for something. Then, he took out a small clock, not even half the size of his palm.

"That's Percy's" Artemis said

Poseidon nodded. He took Artemis hand and put the clock in it, taking her fingers so they enclosed the clock in its entirety.

"Why-why are you giving me this?" Artemis stuttered, afraid of the answer Poseidon might give her.

"He told me to give you this, that he's sorry and that he loves you" Poseidon said in a low tone

"Sorry for what?"

"He was in Atlantis...and he stayed there against Oceanus without my army. It was his idea. I tried to talk him out of it but..."

Artemis tears began to fall for the second time that day. "W-whe-where's P-Percy?"

Poseidon led a single tear fall from his eye, as he shook his head slowly. "He's gone"

Artemis whole world came crashing down. In just one day, the fates had managed to rip her out of any chance of having a family. Her husband and child were gone, and as far as she was concerned, there was no chance of them getting back. Well, maybe Percy, but that would take him centuries, if not more.

She felt alone for the first time in her life. She had nowhere to go and no-one to turn to. Poseidon had turned around and left, Apollo was talking to his children, and her father was nowhere to be seen. Artemis no longer had her hunters...her friends. They were all ripped away in a matter of a year. No husband, no child, no house, no-one to cry onto. Artemis was alone, in a physical and emotional state.

That's when the death of Hector really hit her. Her only child, the only thing which she could proudly call hers was now gone. And it truly seemed that he was mortal. She remembered his corpse, only mortal blood on the floor and on his body. He had died, just like any other mortal had before him. But at least he died a hero, both of them had died heroes.

Artemis got on her chariot and flew away from Olympus. She was in no mood to celebrate their victory. For the gods and campers, they had lost people but still were able to protect their belongings and some of their loved ones in the end. But Artemis did not save anyone, she just experienced the death of her entire family. It was a small family, but it was hers. With a brother that was Olympus biggest man-whore, a father who had almost killed her and a mother who she could never see, the Goddess of the moon truly had no-one to cope with.

She didn't know where she was headed... Artemis did not want to go anywhere, she simply wanted to die and rejoin with her family in the Underworld. But not even that was possible. Percy was probably suffering in Tartarus and Hector was on his way to Elysium. From all the angles possible, Artemis was alone.

The goddess took advantage of her state however, and decided to build a new life. She settled in some woods in northern Idaho, a solitary place with many pine-trees and wilderness. The weather was cool and perfect for the huntress.

It took Artemis around a week to build an acceptable cabin as far away from any town as possible. It was a simple shack, with a small kitchen, one bedroom, and a small tv. Animal pelts adorned the walls of her home, and a deer head hung just above the sofa. If any member of Peta entered the cabin, they surely would've died of shock. Then they would've died for real because Artemis hated Peta.

After a month, Artemis had begun to run around the forest, trying to find new animals which to hunt. She ran around, becoming tired after only a few kilometers of running, which wasn't normally a lot of distance for the goddess of the hunt. The next few days, the silver goddess had started to crave vegetables, something that she hadn't eaten since...

Artemis panicked. She wasn't ready for it to happen all over again. The life part was wonderful, but another death would simply break the goddess's already broken heart. She went to the nearest town and went to the drug-store. Much to her dislike, the pharmacy wasn't one in which you could grab anything, pay, and then leave. The goddess had to ask the pharmacist for what she needed.

Standing in her 21 year old form, Artemis went towards the counter, ready to ask for the test.

"Good morning dear, how may I help you today?" the male pharmacist kindly asked.

"Can I have a..." Artemis then whispered, "pregnancy test"

"Oh. Of course dear, I'll bring it right up" the old man turned around and started searching for the test. "If I may ask, who's the father? There aren't many guys around here, and I would hate to see one of these young men not taking responsibility for their actions."

Artemis smiled kindly, trying not to seem annoyed by the pharmacist. "It's no-one from around here. It's actually my husband's."

"Oh congratulations if it is positive. If you are pregnant, how do you plan to tell him?" the pharmacist handed the test to the goddess.

Artemis smile fell greatly, "My husband...he died in war"

"Oh I'm so sorry for your loss. I don't know why the government is still sending young men to Afghanistan. Leave them be, we are not winning the war and we're breaking families"

"Yeah, well, there's nothing much we can do" Artemis said, not telling the old man that Percy had not died in the Middle East.

"If you need anything, please don't hesitate to come here and ask."

"I will. Thank you sir" Artemis paid for the test and headed to her cabin.

After going to the bathroom of her home, Artemis sat on her bed with the test on her hand. She waited five minutes just to make sure it was true, and turning it around, she saw the "+" sign on the stick.

"It's positive" Artemis cried. She cried because of happiness and sadness. Happiness because she could form a family all over again, she could take care of her child just as she hadn't done with Hector. Sadness because she would have to raise the child all on her own. She would not have the support of her husband during her pregnancy nor in those important times of her child's development. The first steps, the first words, his first meal, Percy would miss all of it. Her son or daughter would grow up without a father, only with a mother who had no idea what she is doing.

A week followed and Artemis barely left her shack. She had begun to eat raw eggplant, avocados, and salmon. For someone who had a strict carnivorous diet, the change had not been easy. But those were her cravings, the cravings of a woman with child.

Getting tired of moping around, the goddess of the hunt decided to, well, hunt. She woke up at the crack of dawn and began her journey to find the biggest deer, or monster, or whatever she could hunt while away from the perimeter of her cabin. Artemis must've walked for four hours when she found another cabin. This cabin seemed very familiar however, as if she had already been inside of it long ago.

She went closer to the cabin, which was filled with a smell that was a mixture of forest and the sea. Opening the door, she found a big house, clearly identical to the house on that strange unnamed island from long ago. Her heart skipped a beat as she saw the furniture, the dirty plates, the television, everything was identical as the house where she had met her husband.

"It's bigger on the inside," a voice behind the goddess said, making her turn quickly to the origin of the voice. To her surprise, the man who she had been yearning for stood right in front of her, with a smile as big as it could get.

"Percy" Artemis breathed out

The god of tides looked as his wife up and down, measuring all of her. Once again he was captivated by the intense beauty that stood in front of him.

"So, I guess this is what a deja vu feels like" Percy said grinning.