In the Greek world, a dead soul would be brought to the Underworld either by Hermes or Thanatos. Then, they would have to cross the River Styx with Charon, the person in charge of transporting the dead. After crossing the river, a soul would be judged by three judges, which would decide if the soul would go to Elysium (the equivalent of Heaven in Christianity), the Fields of Asphodel (which was like limbo), or the Fields of Punishment (where evil souls would get tortured for eternity). It was a fair system, as the souls received what they deserved from their time on Earth.

After the Second Titan War, Hades had deemed every demigod and hunter who had fallen while defending Olympus worthy of going to Elysium. Silent Beauregard, Michael Yew, Lee Fletcher, Charles Beckendorf, among many others, were living the life after death in complete peace.

But there was one fallen warrior who had not arrived to Elysium. The one who had sacrificed himself for the safety of Olympus had never even arrived to the Underworld. Hades had no idea where his soul had went, and asking his minions or other Underworld deities did not give him a real answer.

The God of the Dead had gone up to Olympus and talked to Zeus about this special case. Never in millennia of ruling the Underworld had a soul simply disappeared, or even worse, never even arrived to the next step. Even if the Fates had taken him, a soul always went to the underworld.

As soon as he heard the news, Zeus summoned a Council meeting of all the Olympians to discuss this problem. It was simply a matter of maintaining order in the universe, the hate he held to the boy's father or the love he held towards Artemis played no role in the decision to call a meeting.

One by one, almost all the Olympians arrived at the throne room. They were very confused for this sudden meeting, as there was not supposed to be any other threat so close to a previous finished war. The gods were all looking pretty mad at being summoned so abruptly. They all had better things to be doing, such as hooking up with some mortal or planting grain.

"Why have you called this meeting brother?" Poseidon asked in a tired tone.

Zeus looked around the room, making eye contact with every member present. His eyes then fell on the empty silver throne, the only member that had casually skipped the council meeting.

"Apollo, where's your sister?" Zeus asked his son

The sun god shrugged his shoulders. "I don't know"

"Well can't you call her or something?" The thunder god pressured.

"How?"

"Dude, don't you have some weird twin telepathy thing?" Hermes asked

"That's true! We do have that. How could I forget something as awesome as that?" Apollo smiled

"Well then do it" Zeus said

"Do what?"

"Call her!"

"Right! Sorry. Calling Artemis..." Apollo put his finger up, looking around the room.

"Hey little sis!" "Yes you are, I'm older and awesome" "Yes I am! I'm the god of music, and music is awesome." "Whatever, listen, why aren't you-oh, it was a voicemail" Apollo said slumping on his throne embarrassed.

"You had a conversation with a voicemail?" Athena raised her eyebrow

"It happens. Point is, Artemis isn't picking up" Apollo told his father

Zeus rubbed his temple. "Can you not find out where she is?"

"Let me try" Apollo concentrated, narrowing his eyes.

After around a minute, Apollo shook his head. "Well, she's somewhere"

"What do you mean she's somewhere?" Zeus asked

"She's alive, but I don't know where she is, therefore she's somewhere"

"Maybe she's fucking with Percy in some remote place" Aphrodite suggested as she filed her nails.

"That's not possible." Poseidon said. All the Olympians turned to look at him, confused at his words.

"How is that not possible? She's not a virgin anymore and they're married, so that's a very plausible option" Aphrodite asked in outrage

"Percy is dead" Poseidon simply said. "He died protecting Atlantis while I aided you guys"

Apollo looked at his uncle in shock as tears threatened to fall. Aphrodite looked at the sea god in shock as the news of her best-friend hit her, and Hera was doing her best not to flash away and destroy a whole building.

"Alright, he's dead. Boohoo. Do we need Artemis for this meeting or can we continue and finish already?" Ares asked bored out of his mind, which earned him the glare of many Olympians and a golden arrow embedded itself way too close to his head.

"Well," Zeus cleared his throat. "This meeting was about someone who died in the war, but whose soul never reached the Underworld. I am talking of course about Hector Troy, the son of Artemis. So, Artemis was kind of important in this meeting"

"How is it that a mortal soul did not reach the underworld?" Hermes asked perplexed

The Olympians turned their heads to Hades, who was sitting in his make-shift throne. The Lord of the Underworld raised his hands to assert his innocence. "Don't look at me, I'm the one who told Thunder Pants here that his soul was missing"

"Apollo, can you ask your Oracle and see if there is any knowledge about the whereabouts of the should of my grandson?" Zeus asked Apollo

"I can check, but I doubt there will be any information" Apollo replied.

"Alright then. The rest of you must try and find the lost soul. Athena, have the troopers investigate any potential areas where the soul might be, and the rest of you simply look for it. Meeting adjourned." Zeus said, flashing out.

While this was happening, a figure stood alone in the middle of nowhere. Surrounding him was nothing, not white space, not black space, simply nothing. It was a place where nothing existed, as hard as that is to imagine. This place extended itself to eternity and beyond, and it didn't start on a certain place.

The figure looked down at his body. His eyes widened when he found himself uninjured, with clean clothes and with lots of energy. He wore a blue short-sleeve button-down shirt and khaki shorts. His shoes were Vans the same color as his pant, and his hair was very-well trimmed on its side as it gave an aura of care. The boy looked 16 and stood at around 5'11. Not 6'0 nor 5'10, 5'11.

"Where am I?" the boy asked himself

"You are nowhere and everywhere at the same time." A female voice said behind him.

The boy turned around and came face to face with the Three Fates.

"Umm, who are you? And what did you mean by nowhere an everywhere?" the boy questioned

"We are the Fates, Hector. And to answer your question, you are currently in the Void" Clotho said

"That sounds super cliche. Next thing I know I'm part of Chaos army and I'll have to save Olympus from a primordial like Nyx."

"Stupid boy. Chaos does not meddle in the matters of Earth. He is simply the creator, he does not play any other role" Lachesis sneered

"So I'm not going to get adopted by him and get a cool codename like Alpha?" Hector asked sadly

"No...where did you get such ideas?" Atropos inquired

Hector shrugged his shoulders, "I read them on the internet, they sounded cool...what am I doing here then?"

"Your life has been out of our control, Hector. From beginning to end, you life was simply unpredictable even for us" Lachesis said

"And that's a bad thing?"

"You were supposed to be born a god, yet you grew up as something else. Not a demigod for sure as monsters did not sense you, but you weren't mortal as you still held the power of both of your parents." Atropos said

"The son of two gods should not be able to die, yet you did. You sacrificed yourself for your friends and family, and that is a true act of honor." Clotho continued

"We have deemed that you deserve a second chance at life. You should be able to live like a god, with immortality and with a family, something that couldn't be provided your first time around." Lachesis told

"So, I can go back to my parents?" Hector asked

"Yes, if you so wish" Clotho replied

"Is there a catch?"

"Nothing comes without a price to pay, you surely know this by now." Atropos replied

"So what's the catch then?"

The fates looked at each other, feeling uneasy for the third time in their lives. For some unknown reason, they felt for the boy. He had sacrificed himself even when he didn't lead a happy life. It wasn't a life filled with abuse or anything of the sort, but the boy was simply unhappy all throughout.

"If you choose to return, then all your memories will be erased."

"That's not so bad" Hector mused

"We weren't finished. If you choose to return, the ritual of time would not be completed and so Kronos would be able to return, and also your father would most likely be in Tartarus for many years. If you stay dead, then Kronos will fade completely, your father will stay with your mother, and the Olympians will never have to fight the Titan of Time again. Your father Perseus will assume that role, and Olympus will have peace two millennia from now." Clotho explained

"So it's basically unite with half my family without any memories or be the biggest jerk in the history of everything" Hector summarized

The fates nodded in sync. "Yes, that is one way to put it"

"Creepy..." Hector muttered. "I guess my choice is pretty obvious, no?"

"We thought you would choose that." Lachesis said

"It is the most noble of choices." Clotho added

"If you so wish, you can send a final message to your parents. It would be the last time you can make contact with them" Atropos told

"Would I be able to deliver it?"

The fates nodded once again. "Yes, but it shall be the last thing you do."

"What do you mean?"

"After delivering the message, you will return here, where your soul will completely disappear from existence. Because you were supposed to be born a god, your soul cannot go to Elysium, and because you were born a mortal, you cannot go to Tartarus and be born again." Lachesis explained

"So, after I do this, I'm gone forever?"

"That is correct" They told in sync

Hector looked at stomach, moving his hand as to where his wound had been. His other hand moved to his chest, where he felt the necklace that he had since he was an infant. If he so decided, his life could begin again. He could live happily with his family, find love, have kids of his own, and be a god. But that wasn't fair for all the other demigods, Troopers, satyrs and centaurs who had perished in the war.

He made a choice when he did the ritual. He knew the consequences and yet he decided to go on with it. It was no time to back down, he had decided long ago. Even if he was to perish forever, it would be done out of honor and love. It was true, if he was reborn again he would not have the memories of him dooming the future generations. But that didn't matter, he would not be responsible for the death of many more.

Without even knowing, the son of Artemis had begun to cry. His body trembled and his lips were parted away. It was the end, the literal end. There was no rebirth, there was no coming back later. He returned from delivering the message and he would perish.

"Alright. Send me to Earth, I have a message to deliver." Hector said sniffling

"Oh, and one last thing. Make sure nobody sees you. Leave the message and get out, alright?" Lachesis told

"Yes"

"Perfect. Now we will transport you into a cabin in Northern Idaho, United States. It is the cabin where Artemis has settled, so be quick. If our calculations are correct, you will have around five minutes to leave the message and get out. We will meet you in the forest to take you away. Are we understood?"

Hector nodded his head, his eyes filled with determination. The fates approached the boy and each touched his forehead with their index finger. Hector's body was transported through the void for around thirty second until he arrived in front of a simple cabin. The son of Artemis noticed how it was a very small cabin, and how isolated it was.

"Yep, definitely mom's" Hector muttered as he entered the cabin.

The inside was filled with hunting trophies. Hector smiled, feeling happy in his mother's domain. The smell of the forest hit his nostrils, making the boy relax his muscles for the first time in a long time.

The boy looked around until he found a notebook with a blue pen on top. He ran quickly towards it and began writing. As soon as he started to write, he panicked. There was so much to say and yet so little time to say it. It would take all the time in the world to write everything he felt like saying, but there were only five minutes on his clock. Hector knew that he couldn't trick the fates into giving him more time. Five minutes, that was it.

Those five minutes went by very quickly, but Hector felt satisfied with what he had written. There was nothing else to say. His feelings, his sorrows, his heart was all poured onto the paper of the notebook. It was his last message to his family and friends, his last legacy.

Knowing how his time had already passed, the son of Artemis decided to leave his most important belonging to his mother and father. He brought his arms to his neck and took off his ring-necklace. That necklace had been his emblema since birth, but it was now time to leave it to his original owner.

Hector looked at the notebook one last time, a tear streaking down his cheek. He quickly left the cabin but stayed close to the it.

The son of Artemis heard two people coming, and so he hid himself behind one of the walls of the cabin. He snuck his head out to see who was approaching, and saw the two people who he wanted to hug most in the world.

"I'm telling you Percy, no chipmunk sings like Alvin" Artemis said

"First of all, we all know that Theodore sings better. Second, there may be chipmunks that sing like them! You saw the movie!" Percy defended his point

"I'm the goddess of wildlife, did you forget? I would know if a mutant chipmunk can sing like that"

"Oh yeah? You wanna bet?" Percy asked

"How much?"

"If I win, you have to try my Chocolate-marshmallow-maccheese. If you win, then I will allow you to give me a makeover AND I will watch whatever horrible movie you want"

"I like those odds" Artemis smiled.

As she was about to open the door, the goddess of the hunt stiffened.

"Someone was in here" Artemis said.

Percy stepped up and put an arm in front of her. "I'll enter first, you're pregnant"

The god of tides opened the door slowly, peering inside the cabin to see if there was anybody in there.

"It looks like there's nobody here." Percy said as he opened the door in its entirety. "Whoever it was must've left recently"

Artemis slowly nodded, noticing that her notebook had been moved a little bit. She closed the door behind her and walked towards the table where the notebook laid.

"Percy..." Artemis said, taking the necklace and showing it to her husband. The god's eyes widened in recognition. It was the same necklace that he had given Artemis the first day he met her, and the same necklace who was given to their son.

"How?" Percy asked.

Artemis looked at the notebook and noticed there were some words written on it, a message of some kind. She took the notebook and began to read out loud, making her husband pay all attention to her.

"Dear mom and dad,

This is the last time that I will be able to talk to you. After this, my soul will fade in the void, but let's not talk about that, let's focus on the good things. I just wanted to say that I love you both so much, and that I hope you guys live as happy as you can. You clearly deserve it (especially you mom).

Send a thank you to Uncle Apollo from my part. He allowed me to stay at his cabin and he let me stay in his house in Puerto Rico (which was wayyyyy too big). Also send my thanks to Hera, as she took care of me for quite some time.

If you can, please tell Annabeth that I'm happy for her and that I hope she lives a happy life.

I couldn't tell you this before dad, but Silena told me to tell you that she was grateful for you getting her to Camp Half-Blood. I had to deliver that message.

What else can I say? Ah, I forgive you for everything, yada yada yada, I understand why you did it and yeah...

Lastly, I hope that you two can live happy. Whether that be up on Olympus or here in Idaho, you both deserve happiness and a family. I'm sorry I couldn't be part of it, but I guess it's for the best.

This is the worst way to say goodbye. Sorry for not being good at writing. Perks of not going to school.

I love you so much, like you can't even conceptualize (big vocabulary word).

Your son,
Hector Carib Troy

ps. Kronos will never rise again, you're welcome :) " Artemis read the letter, barely holding herself together.

Percy hugged his wife, shedding a few tears himself. If what the note said was true, their son was really gone forever. It wouldn't be a matter of how or when he was reborn, it was a matter of coping with his absence and moving on.

Hector watched from the window as his parents cried over his message. It was the only thing he could do, as the fates had told him that nobody should see him. Even if it hurt, he was not about to disobey the fates. Who knows, they might end up killing him, Perseus, and bring back Kronos. Probably not, but the son of Artemis did not want to find out.

The sixteen year old turned around, knowing that he had to leave. He walked towards the forest, where he met with the Fates once again. They looked him with serious expressions, but behind those serious expression was a hint of sadness. It was the first time ever where a mortal would have a destroyed soul, all because of a sacrifice to save his family.

"Are you ready?" The fates asked him

"Not really. But I have to do it" Hector replied. The fates walked towards him, touching his forehead with their index fingers and sending him off to the Void. It was the last time the Earth would feel the soul of Hector Carib Troy on her, the last time anybody would ever feel his soul.

There's probably going to be around one or two chapters, and then this story will be COMPLETED.

I was thinking about ways to like, not kill Hector off, but I believe that this was the most original and the closest I had to my original idea. There's no coming back, he faded (just like Kronos). I was considering on making him be reborn as Artemis next child, but at the same time, I had to be consistent with the sacrifice. He died so that Kronos would fade and Perseus could live, so bringing him back to life would just be like cheating everything. Please try to understand my reasoning...

This chapter wasn't that long, but I couldn't extend it while also maintaining the main idea.

As always, thanks for reading and I hope you enjoyed it.