Hey Guys! I am so sorry for not updating sooner, I was on Christmas vacation and had no computer access. I hope you guys had a merry Christmas, Happy Hanukkah, and whatever else you celebrate. Happy New Year! Anyways, on with the story! Sorry if there are spelling/grammatical errors; I wanted to give this to you guys as a Late Chirstmas/ New Years present. I will update any errors i find. Review!

Disclaimer: I do not own PJO or HoO and will never own them, all I own is my OC's and the plotline.

Annabeth's PoV:

Five Years Later:

I sat on the beach, looking back on what happened a little over five years ago. I was still trying to get over the loss of a best friend. He was even more than a friend; my boyfriend, the man who I loved. I felt a tear streak down my face, as I reminisced about the great times I spent with Percy Jackson

FLASHBACK:

I sat next to Percy on his 16th birthday, after we had defeated the Titan army. He was mumbling over what to say to me, and his face was starting to get read. After I teased him, he said, "You're not making this easy for me." I laughed and wrapped my arms around his neck.

"I am never ever going to make things easy for you Seaweed Brain. Get used to it," I replied, before leaning in to kiss him.

I was screaming and crying, after hearing the Sirens. Percy had rescued me and was comforting me underwater, telling me everything was going to be okay. I had almost died, and once again, he was there for me.

We were in our private clearing in the forest, me lying in Percy's arms. I could feel his chest raise with each breath. I stroked my hair, and then smiled at me.

"I love you Annabeth." He kissed me on the cheek.

"I love you too, Percy," I said.

I woke up, Percy was already awake, looking out the window.

"Percy?" I tried to mumble, but apparently it just sounded like gibberish. He chuckled at me, and I was slightly annoyed. I put on a smile though.

"What's so funny, Seaweed-Brain?"

"I just have a surprise for you; anyway, I'll see you at breakfast." And with that he was off. Well good morning to you, too, I thought as he put on his 3 sizes too small, orange, tank top, leaving the room.

END FLASHBACK:

I sobbed softly, rubbing the ring I had found in Percy's room. It had two diamonds beside an emerald, with the engraving: I will always love you, Annabeth. He never got to give it to me. I found it the night of his birthday, about two weeks after he was taken away by Zeus. I vowed never to love another man, and ever since I have worn this ring, hoping that one day he would return. It had already been five years, and I was incredibly depressed. The first couple months I didn't leave my cabin. I would just break down wherever I went. Now, I have try to stay happy and put on a fake smile for everyone else, but they already know how I feel, so they give me space.

Thalia, Nico, and Grover are the only ones who I can talk to nowadays. They feel the same pain I do, just less intense. I started to cry again, missing the man I loved. Thalia knew that Percy wasn't the killer, but she was sad nonetheless when her brother died. Zade, the brother she always wanted, was killed after such little time. She cried for weeks and had to take a leave of absence from the hunt for several weeks.

"Come back to me Percy..." I whispered between sobs. I heard a deep voice in my head say, Be careful what you wish for, daughter of Athena. I gasped, and looked for a source of the voice, but there was no one in sight.

AFTER THE BANISHMENT: On Olympus:

Third Person PoV:

The gods had met one week after the events that happened at Camp Half-Blood. Poseidon demanded a meeting, and Zeus accepted his request. One by one the gods appeared sitting on their thrones, until they all were present. Another reason for their meeting was to discuss the odd murder that they believed or some gods believed, occurred the week before. Zeus was distraught when his son was killed, and still is. He is very,very angry. When they were all present, Zeus stood up.

"This meeting has officially begun. Poseidon," Zeus spat the name with disgust, "has something important to say." Poseidon rose and began to state his case.

"As you all know, my son, Percy, is condemned to eternal suffering in the pit known as Tartarus. I am here to prove his innocence, and show that Zeus was a fool to have sent him there," Poseidon said, and when the word fool was mentioned thunder boomed outside.

"Be careful what you say brother," Zeus warned. Poseidon rolled his eyes, but continued.

"Zeus' son Zade, was murdered during Camp Half-Blood's capture the flag game last Friday. As you all know, there was a puncture wound through his chest, and his skin was coated with drakon poison. The wound, as you know, was TOO SMALL for a sword. Percy only uses a sword. It had to be an arrow," Poseidon stated. Zeus sneered and stood up.

"POSEIDON! Your son murdered my child. He was the only one there! You should be thankful that war is not being waged," he rumbled. Poseidon cut him off.

"You are blinded by rage brother! THERE IS NO POSSIBLE WAY PERCY COULD HAVE KILLED ZADE! They were even friends!" Poseidon replied. The brothers were fuming with rage as thunder boomed. Zeus turned to Athena.

"Athena, what say you about this?" he asked. The goddess of wisdom rose.

"Father, although I do not always agree with my uncle, he is correct. Perseus is terrible with a bow and arrow," Apollo chuckled at that, but shut up after Artemis hit him, "and this was obviously the result of an arrow. However, Poseidon, there is no evidence on the seen of another person being there. As much as I want to say this is true, uncle, there just isn't enough evidence to prove otherwise," she stated. Poseidon stumbled backwards into his seat, his head in his hands.

"My son... my greatest pride... oh Percy... I failed you..." Poseidon said as tears streamed down his face. All the gods except Zeus felt his pain.

"Zeus, as much as I respect your leadership, it was a mistake to sentence the Hero of Olympus to eternal damnation," Hestia said. Everyone turned to her in shock; she usually stayed quiet during meetings. She continued with, "If a threat comes towards Olympus, we are doomed. The greatest demigod of all time will not be there to help us, and our establishment will fall," she stated, before disappearing into the hearth. There was an awkward silence before Hades cleared his throat.

"Poseidon, if it makes you feel any better, Percy is alive. He hasn't entered the Underworld yet, so he is alive down there in Tartarus," the room grew colder at the mention of the name. Poseidon's eyes gleamed for an instant before returning to a sad expression. But he knew there was still hope.

Percy's PoV:

When I awoke for what seemed like an endless sleep, I was lying down on a patch of cold, dark ground, and I was surrounded by darkness. The darkness was nothing I had ever experienced before. I couldn't see my hand if it was an inch in front of my face. There was no light, and as I started to get up, I tripped not knowing where I was going. I felt the cold seep into my skin, as if evil itself was trying to possess me. I heard moans of torture, as well as growls from creatures that I do not want to meet. I had trouble remembering where I was at first, until it hit me.

Tartarus. I was at the bottom of the great abyss. It was filled with the monsters and Titans and evil beings I fought so hard to banish here. I sighed. I had lost everything. My mom, step-dad, friends at camp. My father, Chiron, and my brother Tyson. Zade... he died by some mysterious figure. My new friend and cousin, dead within days of arriving at Camp Half-Blood. But the feeling of dread washed over me when I remembered whom I had held so dearly, whom I had given up immortality for, held the sky for; my mortal anchor to the world, and the one person who I loved and knew I couldn't live without. She was also the one person who I needed now, and she wasn't here. Annabeth Chase, my girlfriend.

I felt a tear run down my face, and soon my eyes were stinging with sorrow, but there was a deeper, darker emotion there. Rage. Hatred. Absolute loathing for the mistrust that Zeus had for me. He was so blinded by his anger that he threw the Hero of Olympus, the person who saved his sorry-ass twice.

"What's this..." a dark voice rumbled. It was ancient and full of evil. I snapped my head up looking for the source. "Perseus Jackson, savior of Olympus, is crying? How ever so amusing." There was malice in this voice. It started to laugh evilly, filling my mind with fear. I shuddered.

"Control that sorrow. Control it. Use it to power your hatred for the your former puppeteer." The voice was filling me with rage and ideas. I did not know what was happening.

"Puppeteer?" I questioned. I heard laughter again, and then a second, deeper voice started to talk.

"Yes Perseus. The gods have used you skills for their bidding, for six years. You have been a puppet. They use you for entertainment, and even after saving them twice, the betray you and throw you into the abyss without any second thoughts. Are you not angry, at those who banished you here?" the second voice said. This voice surrounded me and engulfed me. I could hear the malice and the evil within this ancient voice. It seemed older than the Titans themselves.

Looking back at it all, I was really mad at Zeus. I could feel the hatred start to engulf me. I struggled to contain myself. "I hold no grudges against the gods," I lied.

"Do not lie to me child. I see all, I hear all, I KNOW all. I can feel your anger developing. You want... revenge." The first voice said. I was suddenly filled with fear, for the first time in a while.

"W-who are you?" I asked. The air dropped in temperature. The first voice spoke first.

"I am the essence, of Tartarus. I am the second Primordial god. I am the lord of nothingness. I am the second born of Chaos, and I am the center and the epitome of all evil on this planet." Tartarus? Wasn't that a pit? I was about to open my mouth, but was interrupted. "No, I am not just the name of a pit. I am the spirit within that 'pit.' Many have forgotten about me, forgotten about the Primordial gods. Be we are at large and mustering up for the final blow. We will take over our world, as it should be ruled by its original inhabitants." Primordials? This was all too much for me. I remember Annabeth telling me that Gaea and Ouranus were Primordials, but I didn't know about other ones.

"And I, young one, am Erebus. I am the embodiment of darkness. I am darkness itself. I see, hear, and know all. Wherever darkness is present, I am. That is why people, are afraid of the dark," the second voice boomed. Suddenly a thought jumped into my head.

"If you guys are gods, why can't I see you?" I asked, and immediately regretted because I sounded like in idiot. I heard laughter.

"Foolish mortal!" Erebus replied. "Most Primordials, including myself and Tartarus, cannot obtain an incarnate form. We are merely the substance itself. Gaea is the earth. Ouranus is the sky. It's simple."Erebus spoke to me like a was a ten-year old, and I felt insulted. But I knew that I couldn't speak out against the eldest beings on my planet.

"Why are you so interested in me, then?" I questioned. I had a bad feeling where this was going, even though I was fuming with rage from the fact that Zeus had cast me down here.

"Because you are what pieces the plan together, Perseus. You, the Hero of Olympus, must tear it down. It is your destiny, and only you, son of Poseidon, can do so," Tartarus said. I nodded, taking things in. I wanted to help at first, but I realized that I was being manipulated.

"I won't help you," I boldly stated. If invisible beings could roll their eyes, they both definitely did. I could feel they were beginning to become agitated.

Erebus said, "Percy, they do not want you up there. I have seen it. Your own father did not stop Zeus from your fate. Does he really love you? Zeus himself banished you here after you saved his precious Olympus not once, but twice. He cast you down here for the rest of time. There is nothing for you up there. Join us Perseus Jackson. Become the fallen hero of Olympus..." The offer was very tempting. I started thinking about everything he said. Dad didn't try to stop Zeus, that was true. I frowned in sadness, which was soon replaced by rage. Zeus had betrayed me. He didn't even acknowledge what I had done for him, or that it couldn't have been me based on how he got shot with an arrow. I considered whether I should join them. There was nothing for me up there. Might as well become the top dog down here and make a name for myself. For the first time in my life, my anger triumphed over my personal loyalty.

"And what if I join you?" I asked. I still wasn't told my end of the bargain. This time Tartarus spoke to me.

"You will be granted immortality, similar to those of Artemis' hunt.. Sickness and poison have no affect on you; you may only die in battle. You will become our champion, and you will do as we say. You will become stronger, faster, more agile, and your battle skills will improve."

"You will also receive my brother and I's blessing. You will become one with the shadows and darkness. You will have control over darkness, and you can shadow travel as well. I well also let you try one of our... 'pets,'" Erebus finished. After he said pets, I heard a roar, kind of like a dragon. But it was much louder, and intimidating. I smiled.

I took a deep breath before speaking. No regrets, I thought. I stepped forward.

"I accept your offer," I said. Tartarus and Erebus then spoke in unison. "Brace yourself Perseus," I heard as they both shot energy into my body. I felt immense power enter me before I collapsed.


When I woke back up I was in a room surrounded by earth. There were two torches lit, illuminating the room around me. There was a mirror on the wall behind me, and I was laying on the hard, cold ground. I rubbed my head; I had a horrible headache. Where am I? I thought. I was scared out of my mind when Erebus responded to me.

You are still in Tartarus, but in a special chamber used by the Order of the Primordials. You have been asleep for five years, Perseus, Erebus responded. So he could hear my thoughts...

"Wait a minute, five years?!" I asked in disbelief. There was no way I could have been asleep for that long.

"Yes Percy, you have been unconscious for five years. It is a miracle you survived. Not many would have been able to absorb that much power at once. The Curse of Achilles saved you. However, the energy you absorbed destroyed the curse; you are now vulnerable. But no worry, you prowess in battle is too great for people to even get close to you," Tartarus said. I felt my skin, and I seemed vulnerable. I nodded then turned and looked in the mirror. I was wearing all black; a black shirt, black hoodie, black jeans and black Nike shoes. There was a shadow over my face from the hood. I noticed that my eyes were no longer sea green like they always were. They were all black. Pitch black. No eye white or anything. It was like one giant pupil. Just like the guy who killed Zade... I observed.

"Yes Percy, the man who killed the son of Zeus was a disciple to the Order of the Primordials. He is an assassin, a high rank. But you, Perseus, are our champion!" Erebus announced. I grinned wickedly. I felt like my personality was changing, and I was straying from my beliefs, but I brushed it aside.

"What is your bidding, masters," I asked, getting down on one knee. They seemed to like when I referred to them as master. A door of Earth opened up beside me.

"You will walk down the hall to the Chamber of Monsters. You will be briefed on what you are to do by a member of our order," Tartarus said. I nodded before walking out. I stopped at the doorway, feeling something amiss. I realized my back pocket had nothing in it.

"Where is my sword Riptide?" I asked curiously. Erebus responded by telling me it was being refined and altered in the armory.

"Riptide is being tempered with Primordial Obsidian, an incredibly rare metal, more powerful than Celestial Bronze mixed with Imperial gold. your sword will have a Celestial Bronze base, but it will be surrounded with Primordial Obsidian and will be the most powerful weapon on the planet, other than the Olympians' symbols of power. The armory is the third door on the left. I bowed to no one in particular, because they don't have bodies, and then I walked down the hallway. I was amazed.

The hallway looked like it was millions of years old, and it probably was. There were archways and pillars with sculptures of the men and women. I realized they were the Primordial gods also known as the Protogenoi. There seemed to be a time when they could hold an incarnate form, but it must have been long ago. There was ancient Ancient Greek writing all across the ceiling, and it said,

Χαλάζι τις αρχέγονες, τα πραγματικά κυρίαρχοι του Πλανήτη
Γαία και Ουρανός Έρεβος νύχτα
Τάρταρα αιθέρα Ανάν και έρως
φορά Phallassa Πόντου και ο Φάνης
και στρίφωμα κυρία
Οι αληθινοί ηγέτες του πλανήτη θα αυξηθεί για άλλη μια φορά
Αλλά όχι χωρίς βοήθεια
Από τους απογόνους μιας θεότητας
Ποιος πέφτει από το φως σε σκιά

I translated it into:

Hail the Primordials, the true rulers of the Planet
Gaea Uranus Erebus and Lady Nyx
Tartarus Aether Ananke and Eros
Chronos Phallassa Pontus and Phanes
and Lady Hemera
The true rulers of the planet will rise once more
But not without help
From the offspring of a deity
Who falls from light to shadow.

I pondered for a couple of moments about what it meant, before my thoughts were interrupted by someone else.

"Lord Perseus, come with me. I will show you to the armory and then to where you will be receiving you dragon-"

"My Dragon?" I asked in shock, a smile creeping on to my face. I turned and looked at the man who was walking beside me. He had a similar build to me and looked around twenty years old. He had a crooked and smile and blonde hair. His eyes were all black as well, and he was also 6'1", but he was stockier. He wielded a mace with a skull on it, with spikes sticking out the sides. His face reminded me of a certain Titan I had once met.

"Forgive me for not introducing myself. My name is Adrastos, son of Prometheus. I was born 250 years ago and joined the Primordial's when my best friend back-stabbed me during the French and Indian war." He smiled, before sticking out his hand. I shook it and returned the smile.

"I'm Percy Jackson, and please, just call me Percy," I responded. A look of awe formed in his eyes.

"Ah, Percy Jackson. It was fated years ago by Lord Chronos, lord of time before he faded, that a Hero of Olympus would fall from the light and fight for the true rulers of the earth," he explained. I realized he was talking about the writing on the ceiling.

"So Chronos predicted that... prophecy on the roof. But I defeated Kronos, so how could he have done that?"

"Chronos, the Primordial of time, is different the King of the Titans, Kronos. Kronos merely adopted time; Chronos is time," Adrastos said. I nodded. He turned into a room that was very hot, and I followed. There were hundreds of Telkhines working on weapons and armor, preparing for a battle. It looked like they had done this for years. Some of the Telkhines growled at me, remembering me from the Second Titan War. I glared at them and the turned back to their work, frightened by me.i smirked.

Adrastos led me to the center of the room, where a cyclops dipped a sword black as night into the water. He was shocked when it suddenly disappeared. I felt a pen in my pocket, and smiled.

"No worries, master cyclops. The sword is enchanted so it returns to me. Thank you," I said, pulling out riptide. The cyclops grunted before continuing his work. I examined my new sword. It weighed the same, but was sharper, and all black. The material was the hardest I have ever felt, and frankly in look plain awesome. I grinned wickedly. I turned to Adrastos.

"Shall we?" I said. He nodded and then led me down the elaborate hall, before we came to a room with burn mocks and locks on the door. I noticed lots of people walking through the halls, monsters and demigods alike, but all the demigods had black eyes. I had no idea there was an organized association living down here. Hell the gods don't even know. I guess this was the ancient evil and disturbances the gods had talked about. Adrastos snapped me out of my train of thought by unlocking the door.

"This is the Chamber of Monsters," he said.

"Is this where my pet dragon is?" I asked, and I couldn't wait to open it.

"Not just any dragon, Percy. A Thracian Black Dragon, the most vicious, most feared, fastest, most dangerous dragon ever to be birthed from Echidna. But he has a name: Moros. Named after the god of doom" I nodded, and I felt slightly scared.

"You ready, Percy? Whatever you do don't piss off the monsters," he warned. I responded that I was, and he opened the door. I heard growls and roars and screeches from all types of monsters. There were gorgons, drakons, small dragons, massive giants made of all types of materials; earth, lava, ice, rock. I was mesmerized by the sight, but I also was slightly scared being in the same room as thousands of monsters, most of which I had either killed or that wanted to kill me. All their eyes were following me. I was still looking around when I heard a massive roar.

I turned to see a massive dragon, black as night approach me. He had spikes across his body, red eyes, and massive teeth. He was something like 80 feet long and he was menacing. He walked up to me, and spread his wings before standing on his hind legs. He blew fire at the roof, causing all of the monsters to flinch in fear. Even Adrastos took a step back. I held my ground though.

When he came back down I looked him right in the eyes, before sticking out my had at the side of his head very, very slowly. I didn't break my gaze as I stroked the side of his face. It looked like he nodded, almost accepting that I was to be his master. He then stuck his pink tongue out and licked me happily. I fell to the ground from the force of his tongue before laughing. He was just like Mrs. O'Leary; intimidating when needed, but carefree and happy during times of leisure. Adrastos helped me up, before flinching when the Thracian drake was glaring at him. I snapped him out of his fright.

"Oh- I.. Anyway, are you ready for the briefing on your first mission?" he asked. I smiled and he started explaining. My eyes widened at what he said.

Like that cliffhanger? haha anyway I hope you liked it. Don't forget to review! I will update and add a new chapter very soon Buybye!

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