Hi guys! How have you been? I'm really sorry about not updating recently I've had really bad writers block for this chapter and I wanted to just skip it at some points but I can't do that because the story wouldn't follow right. Ok, I don't know how this chapter is going to go because I still have no idea what to write. Sorry if it's awful (and I apologies its short).

This is the final chapter before we get back to the prologue scene. And I'm sure you're all glad about that because I have been getting a lot of people asking me to get back to it, well it will be up soon (hopefully)! So without further ado let's get on with it.

DISCLAIMER: I do not own Percy Jackson or Heroes of Olympus all right belong to Uncle Rick.

Pj fan: Sorry for not writing sooner I got writers block and was swamped by homework, but it is here now.

Mystery0028: Don't worry your update is here, hopefully my writers block will disappear now so that I can carry on updating for you.

Hockeyhawk77: Thank you it means a lot to me that you enjoyed my story. I'm sorry I haven't updated in weeks I'm going to try and get back into my schedule.

Stormsandstarswithacherryontop: Please don't do that! Don't worry I've done torturing Percy (I think I have anyway), it's never going to be that bad again at least. Good luck with your own story, I've had a look at it and I haven't read the series it's from but it looks really good.

BurningDragonSword: Thanks, it is out of that part now. Percy is still going to be with Kronos for a bit but it'll not be as bad as it was.

Guest: Thank you, the next chapter should be out in a week maybe two because I don't have as much time to write recently.

Littlerya: Thank you for your wonderful comment. I was just about to give up on this chapter and your comment came through, inspiring me to carry on. Thanks.

Lovepercy21: Shhhhhh. Don't give away my plot! JI understand where you're coming from I hate it too when authors speed through Percy's recovery in a week. One day he is afraid to be near anyone, next he's leading the war. I don't get it, it's just not realistic. So don't worry I intend to drag that part out making him get better slowly.

Thank you for all the comments, they inspired me to keep writing this story. I think that's all of them though, sorry if I missed you, let's get on with it.

Percy's POV:

*25 years before the prologue*

"Kronos my lord." The titans said in unison as they stood from their thrones and bowed to the titan king as he entered the throne room. "Sit." He told his family. "We have much to discuss." The king carried on stalking across the room and sat in his giant throne at the front of the room. All the titans were at their full height of 10 feet, so it was easy for Percy to stay hidden in his master's shadow if he stayed close enough. Usually the titans would make a point of calling him out and mocking the hero, but today was different, there was a tense atmosphere and they barely even noticed him. Something was happening and seen as the gods didn't know they had even reformed yet, it couldn't be them being attacked. Which meant the gods were probably in danger and Percy realised he was now part of that danger. But the demigod couldn't do anything he had sworn not to escape and he had to do everything that Kronos said. He had once thought about contacting Olympus but Iris Messaging didn't work in Tartarus, Percy had tried to find another way to talk to them. However, he was found. He was beaten for his insubordination and then Kronos told him not to contact anyone on the surface, so that option was gone.

As silently as he could Percy slipped into his usual spot next to Kronos' throne. If someone glanced over the throne they wouldn't notice the demigod half hidden behind it but if they were to actually look Percy could be seen trying to hide in the shadow of the chair. This was where he sat during every council meeting, in hope that the titans would forget he was there. For the first time ever it seemed to be working, however Percy wasn't convinced it was a good thing. If they ignored him that meant that something was happening for definite. Something big, and definitely something bad.

"My brothers and sisters" Kronos began. "Our time is coming! We have been gaining followers quickly since our break through 23 years ago." At this point the titan lord paused and looked over the edge of his throne, his eyes shimmered with mirth as he looked at the demigod sat there. The boy looked awful, he was curled in on himself as if he were trying to sink into the gold behind him. One hand holding his shoulder, which had been injured after Kronos threw him down the stairs earlier that day. The teen hero – if he could still be called that - was only wearing a pair of scruffy old jeans, showing off the numerous scars that littered his torso and arms. Unlike when he had first sworn himself to Kronos Percy had rebuilt the muscle he had lost during his torture due to the daily training he'd had for the past two decades, however the number of scars had grown. Just because Percy was sworn to serve him did not mean that Kronos did not beat the boy, no, he took every opportunity to hurt his slave, sometimes even hurting him for no reason. 'That boy is broken.' Kronos thought to himself. 'He won't even move unless I tell him to, he is the perfect weapon.'

Going back to the task at hand the titan king addressed his subjects again. "It is time to start drawing the battle plans my friends. Soon, I will have the power to rise again. To rise again and take back the world that is rightfully ours." Kronos rose from his throne and raised his clenched fist. "It is time to finally defeat the gods. To rule the planet promised to us! GO! Get your armies ready. Our time is coming." At the end of his speech the other titans shot up from their thrones and instantly rushed from the room to prepare for war. Now they were alone Kronos turned back to his slave and laughed quietly at the child's trembling. Percy dare not look at the titan even though he could feel his gaze on the back of his head. He was afraid, terrified, the day was coming when he would have to go back to his family. But not as a friend, as enemy who is there to destroy them. To destroy everything he loved. But worse than that, he would have to see the girl who left him to this fate and he was afraid of what he might do.

"I on the other hand have a weapon to prepare. The one that will take down Olympus." He heard the titan mutter to himself. That was all the warning Perseus got before the chain around his neck pulled him from his hiding place. When the demigod managed to push himself slowly into a sitting position he was met with the sight of Kronos glaring down at him. He quickly averted his eyes to the titan's chest so he wasn't caught looking at him, but it didn't matter. Within seconds Kronos' hand was wrapped around Percy's throat and his head slammed into the hard stone floor. He groaned in pain, which the titan seemed to enjoy as he forced the demigods head into the floor again making him call out in pain. He was stopped suddenly as his air cut off. Percy gasped desperately for breath but he still did not look at his capture, not even when the titan bent down towards his ear and whispered "Come along Perseus, it's time to train."

*100 years – minutes before the prologue*

Percy hacked viciously at the straw dummy. No, he was not now an evil, vicious psychopath like the titans, but he was worried. And the easiest way to calm down was to train. A few days ago he had heard the titans talking about how the final preparations were nearly finished. And he knew what that meant, any day now the army would be leaving for the surface and he would have to fight. The fear of battling against the gods was becoming overwhelming, he did not want to fight against the other demigods. In days long gone, he would want to be on the other side fighting against the titans to save the world but now, now he just wanted to die. To join his friends in the underworld, as they would have passed away years ago. It was his only consolation that he would not have to see them, that he would not have to see the girl who left him for dead.

Percy quickly cut off that train of thought, he couldn't think about her or he would break down. Again. Instead he threw himself at the next dummy destroying it within seconds and moving on to the next. He carried on fighting, slash, turn, decapitate, next. It was a mesmerising dance for any who saw him, they would've been able to tell that this was someone who had handled a sword for decades. A deadly opponent. But to Percy, it was easy. He wasn't even concentrating, just letting his emotions and instinct control him as his thoughts ran in circles. He was going to fight, slash. He was going to kill demigods, stab. He was going to help Kronos, turn. He couldn't escape, the arm dropped to the floor. He couldn't refuse to fight, and a leg. He had to follow every order, the head bounced onto the limbs. He was going to hurt his family, water shot out of the walls to the arena and tore the line of dummies to shreds. Percy stumbled backwards and slid down the wall, panting in exhaustion. He wanted to get out of it, he would take death at this point to not go against his family. But Kronos had taken precautions. He had stood with Percy for over an hour giving constant orders, stopping anyway he could think of to get out of fighting.

It was hopeless. Percy let his head fall onto his knees as he curled further into the wall. Suddenly he was shaken from his thoughts as a slow clapping filled the arena. Pushing his exhaustion aside, Percy lifted his head to see who it was. As soon as he caught sight of who it was he lowered his eyes to his feet. Kronos. "Well done Perseus. I see your training has worked, I think I have only seen Poseidon create a wave that big before." The titan sounded genuinely pleased, but Percy knew that was a bad thing. Now the king had seen him fight like that, he would be punished if he did not do that in battle. "T-thank you m-my lord" Percy stammered, knowing if he didn't he was likely to be hit. "I think you are ready." The titan continued. "And it's a good job. The army is leaving to head to our base now. But I've had a better idea for us." Kronos paused. "I think it's time we paid the Olympians a visit. Don't you?"

Percy didn't even have time to move before he was grabbed by the shoulder and flashed away. When he reopened his eyes he found himself surrounded by six monsters with Kronos next to him, holding the end of a chain that had appeared around his neck. But he didn't pay them any attention. No. Percy was too busy looking at the grand marble and gold building in front of him. He recognised it instantly, how could he not? He'd been here enough times. It was the throne room of Olympus. "No." He breathed, so quietly no-one heard. A tear slipped from his eye as the group got into formation, hiding him in the middle, and Kronos blasted off the great marble doors.

Ok, so this chapter has ended just as the prologue starts. I will be going over the events of that again from someone else's POV and then carrying on with the story in chronological order. There might be some flash backs within the chapters but they will only be short and I'll tell you where they are.

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