Ok, this chapter is going to be pretty short, and Thalia is pretty much only mentioned in it. It's Luke's POV, and it explains things a little bit.

Luke has a secret, and he knew Thalia was on the verge of finding it out. The way she looked at him, like he wasn't a stranger to her. He wasn't, of course, but he wanted to start over with her.

Thalia left him soon after they got off of the ferry. He stood in DOA Studios' lobby, unsure of why. Then he remembered: he was dead.

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It had started one year ago. He had basically killed himself to get rid of the Titan King possessing him. The next thing he knew, he was standing outside of the Studios.

Luke pushed the doors open and slowly entered, unsure of where he was. Percy had mentioned something about this when he had returned from his first quest. He had said something about it being the gateway to the Underwold, which made more sense when Luke saw Charon sitting at his desk, practically swarmed with people.

Luke recognized most of them. Some of them had been demigods on his side -or rather, Kronos's side- in the Titan War. Others he recognized from camp.

One of them made him feel guilty as soon as he saw him.

Charles Beckendorf, son of Hephaestus.

Luke hadn't killed him directly, of course. Beckendorf had been caught in an explosion that Lke still didn't exactly know who had started. Percy came to mind, though. He tended to blow stuff up a lot.

Beckendrorf spotted him instantly. "Luke!" He gasped. "Did you get killed too? Was it Percy? In your FACE!"

He frowned. "No, I did it to get rid of Kronos."

Beckendorf looked at Luke with a new respect. "Oh, okay. Your trial should be interesting, then."

And it was. Luke's life was pretty crappy, sad, happy, evil, and then good again. The judges, based on his act of heroism in the end, chose Elysium.

"You deserve it," George Washington insisted.

"He's right," said Abraham Lincoln.

"Yep!" Agreed Thomas Jefferson.

Benjamin Franklin was too busy flying a kite to even watch the program on Luke's life, so he didn't have an imput.

The Elysum was pretty fun, he guessed, but it wasn't that fun when no one came near you. Then every once in a while, someone in there would choose to be reborn.

Then, only recently, he decided to do the same.

"One at a time," a spirit said glumly as he stood at the check-out line. "Name?"

"Luke Castellan."

"Favorite age?"

"Um..." He chose the age Percy, Annabeth, and Thalia should be right about now. "Seventeen."

"Okay, Luke, I have altered the memory of your new parents, Stewart and Molly. They live in Sante Fe, New Mexico, and you will be homeschooled." The spirit snapped his fingers. "Now you are seventeen. Everyone you meet -unless they're a demigod like you- will have their minds altered my the Mist so that they think you've always been there."

Luke exited the Elysium, never feelig more alive. (Except, you know, when he was alive.) He had been reborn, and could start over with his life.

The he saw her.

Thalia, along with some redheaded girl, were walking out of Hades's palace. As he watched, they climbed into a ferry and Charon rowing away.

Luke thought fast. He began to run. "Hey!" He shouted. "Stop the boat!"

Thalia turned her head and saw him. She stood, and he saw her mouth one word:

"Luke."

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