YOU KILL MY FATHER, YOU PAY FOR IT

A/N- Well, first of all, you know the summary so I didn't put it this time. Anyhow! And I'm back! Enjoy the chapter! Hope you like it! Lots of grammatical errors, they are all mine, except for Supernatural and Percy Jackson I own nothing! Anyhow, enjoy! Hate invited, love even 1000x invited, pitch in your views in the comments about what you would like to see and I would fit it in! Not gonna take much time now! Enjoy!

Thalia, Percy, Annabeth-

She could feel her hands move again. She could feel herself again. Relief spread over her and she could feel herself regain consciousness. Groaning, she fluttered her eyes open to find a boy and girl peering over her. The girl helped her up, as she rested her back against back?

Right.. I'm Thalia Grace, Hunter Of Artemis, Daughter Of Zeus... Zeus... DADDY!

Her eyes widened and she almost fell of the pegasus It all came back to her and she realised that Percy was holding her stiff.

"Whoa, you hold on there girl. How are you feeling?" Percy's voice for some reason rang louder than it should, making her head ache terribly. "Percy.. days.. How many days have I been out? Where are we? Are we there yet?" Thalia blurt it all out in a panicked tone which was quite unfamiliar to her.

"I asked you a question. Can't I have a straight answer? Ever?" Annabeth smacked Percy at that comment and turned to Thalia.

"We were dead worried. You were passed out for a few hours. Not days. Night already. The Apollo Cabin kids say you might have a concussion. We are nearing Lebanon. An hour at max. But what worries me is.. Why didn't you use the bolt?"

Thalia's eyes widened. She shook free from Percy's hold and looked at her pegasus. It was still there. The bag. Sitting comfortably on the pegasus' neck back area. "Come here, love."

Loyal to its rider, it came closer to Blackjack. Thalia moved onto its back and patted its head. She untied the bag and opened it. Carefully, she took out the most powerful weapon on planet. The bolt. Bright enough but not as bright as it was before. As it was in her father's grip.

I promise you Daddy, you-

Her thoughts stopped when something hit her.

"Guys?!" she turned to her friends, and saw Annabeth was back on her pegasus.

"Yup?"

"Where do people go?"

"Will to the grave-"

"Underworld." Annabeth interrupted Percy.

"If Dad's in Underworld and in Tarturus as Chiron said then.."

"then why hasn't Hades let him go yet? He's the God of Underworld, then he should've." Annabeth completed the sentence.

"And if he hasn't, that means two things either Hades wants power.."

"Or Zeus is not in Tarturus!" the three said in unison.

The Winchesters-

"Aaannnnnnd.. I was correct..!"

Dean woke up from his power nap and saw Sam make his way towards him. "'Bout what?"

"Zeus. Actually, all Greek Gods happen to sleep with mortals to produce half bloods."

"Demi gods?"

"Yup. But Artemis. She does not do so. She has her army type. 'Hunters Of Artemis'. These Hunters and females who have 'turned their back to males and accepted eternal maidenhood and will fight till their last breath'."

"Hunters... Hunters... The Hunter and her companions! But why would Hunters come for.."

"No clue, I swear. There can be thousands of reasons why she wants to hunt us. Or there can be none. But what I'm worried about is that who were those ladies who met us? And how did they know what was to happen? How did they know who we wwere?"

"Goddesses?"

"Possible. but where dodead greek gods go?"

"Hell?"

They looked at each other for two minutes.

"No. NO. Not happening." Dean said.

"then where? There is a god. One of the Big Three."

"the Big three?"

"Zeus, Poseidon and Hades. The most powerful of all. Killed Kronos and threw his remains in Tarturus."

"Whats-"

"Let me complete."

"Tarturus is an abyss. It is in the Underworld, which is the abode of Hades. One of the Big three. "

"Aren't Underworld and Hell the same?"

"Well.. some say yes while same no."

"What's up with no?"

"They say that Hell is the home to Lucifer, the son of Hades, first son of Hades, who well.. we know was thrown into Hell. But actually, Hell happens to be just a part, a secluded part, for humans who die because they made a deal. They are tortured and made into demons. That's all I know. Apparently, that's all i could manage to find."

"Well, that does make sense. But still, nothing in your reality makes sense."

"True that."

They remained quiet for a while.

"Sammy? I think if goddesses are that hot, I think I'm going to hell. Again." Dean said in a dreamy look in his eyes.

Sam snickered.

SPNPJSPNPJSPNPJ

Dean needed a rest. The day somehow had been really long. He went to his room and picked up his Mother's photo. She seemed so happy. Only if she had been alive. Yes, he knew what it would have been like, but he just wished. He felt guilty to think so, but he did long for such a life. A life in which he did not have to wake up every morning to live in a fear of death. A life in which he had to do nothing with the monsters, and the only monsters that existed were the ones inside.

He wanted to be at peace, because this life somehow was dragging on to long, he wanted to be in relief. Why? He just wanted wanted to have a wife, 2.5 kids and live regular.

Dean shut his eyes. And the whole talk he had with Sammy, by default, went through his mind. The worse? It got stuck on "Hell" and "tortured" and "Lucifer".

He had moved on from what he went through in Hell, but all those memories had scarred him. They had, and it was impossible to remove them. He may deny them, but he knows in the long haul he will have to accept it, accept that it's a never to fade memory. And as though on cue. It all flooded back.

His body was by now familiar to the routine. Torture, break, join, repeat. No ends till he would carve into some other soul.

Dean heard him come inside. Alistair. He had all he needed around him, and if he ever missed out anything, it would reappear out of nowhere.

"So shall we start?" Alistair smirked. "Again?"

"What do you want?" Dean cried.

"You know what I want. Lay your hand on this weapon, walk onto some soul and carve out your frustration. Be in my place. Be my companion as we rip these souls apart every day. Feel the joy that I feel."

"You can repeat this all over again and you can go on forever. But I always say no. Anything besides that, and I will do it."

"Yes. Scream as loud as you can, because it feels good to know you are in pain" and it started.

Then it changed.

His hand was by now familiar to the routine. Torture, hear the screams, laugh and leave. No ends ever.

Dean went to a new soul that had arrived and he had everything around him, and if he ever missed out anything, it would reappear out of nowhere.

"So shall we start?" Dean smirked.

"What do you want? I'll do anything for you! Just leave me please!" It cried.

"Well, you have one work and do it faithfully.Scream as loud as you can, because it feels good to know you are in pain"

Dean's eyes flew open at the memory and he breathed heavily. He sat upright. Maybe sleeping was not such a good idea.

A/N- yes yes yes I know, action is missing, trust me let them encounter each other and then there's gonna be lots of you enjoyed, and if you did, just vote, and like said earlier if you want anything in it comment and please don't forget to follow or favourite if you like it! Thank you! Love you loads! And sorry, if it did not meet your expectations, I'm just tryna put in the fillers so the story can be easily connected, otherwise a few gaps wouldn't be fine and going real fast wouldn't be realistic! Hope you understand and bear with me right now! And yeah could you remind me again that where was Castiel during Remember The Titans, kinda forget, have Season 10 on mind, which by the way is awesome! Please tell where was Cass during RTT. Thanks! xx