ON THE BATLLEFIELD SHORTLY AFTER LUKE STABS HIMESELF WITH PERCY"S SWORD

Finally, it was done. After so long, so many lives lost, Kronos had finally been defeated. Now all was left was Luke Castellan's bloodied body lying near Zeus' throne. It was ironic actually; he refused to bow to the gods in life, but was now forced to in death, Percy thought. Out of all of the emotions that were swirling inside him, he could recognize sadness, for the lives lost, regret, that he couldn't save them, and strangely, the feeling of looming danger, as if he wasn't done defending the world just yet. Before Percy could fully entertain his musing, he saw several bright flashes out of the corner of his eye 'Must be the gods he thought' as he turned to face them. When he turned around, he was greeted by a tired looking Zeus, Apollo, and Dionysus.

"You must be very proud of yourself Perseus," Zeus thundered, "not many could defeat the titan lord, even in his weakened form."

"How can I be proud? A lot of people, good people died today. The ones I wasn't able to save." Percy replied grimly, his voice quivering toward the end.

This time Apollo spoke. "Yes Percy, many people sacrificed today for this victory, including…..my son," he stammered, "but don't blame yourself for their deaths. The moment they put on their armor and went to face the enemy was the moment they assured their place in Elysium. Don't cloud their memories with those of sorrow."

Just then, Poseidon and the rest of the Olympian council flashed in. "Speaking of sorrow," Apollo said jokingly, "Hey Arty!" The glare she gave would then scar Apollo for years.

"Percy!" Poseidon smiled and went to hug his son. Just as he was about to take a step towards him. Out of nowhere he saw Luke/Kronos lunging at the small of Percy's back.

"Percy!" Poseidon yelled. But there was no time, by the time Percy had made sense of what was being said, he could already feel death's cold embrace. Or at least what he thought was Thanatos coming to fetch him.

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TIME SKIP 3 DAYS ON MT. OLYMPUS

"Hades, give him back! You, as well as I, know that this was not his time! The other prophecy-"Hades cut off Poseidon

"For the last time, brother, neither I nor Thanatos has taken your son, but I think I know where he is…" Hades trailed off.

"You don't mean-?"

"Yes Athena, I do indeed." He said, this time cutting off Athena.

"Can you all stop talking in riddles and give me back my son!" Poseidon had finally had enough…he was going to get answers; even if Olympus had to pay the toll.

Surprisingly, it was not Athena who spoke, but Hestia.

"Long ago, before the titans, before even the Primordials, there was an empty universe filled with nothing but raw, creator energy, the void as our mother would have called it. This universe serves as both the creating point and the cemetery for gods. All gods, no matter the pantheon, go there once they fade. Every few thousand years or so, a demigod is born with the potential to supersede even the Titans' power. After slaying Kronos, I believe that Percy qualified to go to this, and there is where he now lies."

"QUALIFIED?! You guys are speaking as though this void place is some kind of high class private college…This is all fine and dandy, but how do we get him from there, none of us have power over this Void." Poseidon said, his temper slightly quelled.

"well your son….." Hades mumbled

"What!"

"I said I know, there is a ritual. A willing tradeoff of someone equally worthy. The only problem is, where are we going to find another willing demigod that battled/killed a titan? The chances of that are-"

"1 in 500,396 or so; accounting for how many demigods are in the world roughly and how many titans have faced them." A female voice came from nowhere.

"Reveal yourself," Zeus cried, "how did you get in here?"

The voice ignored him. "Luckily, you don't have to go far to find that one, you are all forgetting that I also recently fought Kronos and saw two of my best friends die today. I am ready to go." With that the voice revealed itself. Standing in the middle of the council, to Athena's dismay was none other than Annabeth Chase…