No one's Pov:

The Gods appeared after defeating the Titans to see Percy defeating Kronos. They ran to Percy. "Apollo!" Poseidon snapped. For once Apollo didn't make a jibe and knelt by Percy. He was out cold and was fading fast. He had mere minutes before the blood was drained. It wasn't even that, that was killing him so quick. It was Kronos' final blow that was eating away at his life. Apollo raised his hand to heal him.

"No." A voice said from behind them.

Everyone turned around to see three old ladies with yarns in their hands. They stared coldly at everyone and radiated so much power. It was the Fates.

One of them was knitting a green sock and the string was almost used up. It was going by fast. And the other held a blue sock with the same situation.

The one in the middle stood up and said, "He is to die tonight." She pointed at Percy. "It is fate."

Apollo backed off quickly as the rest of the gods did as well. Even Poseidon who stood there for a second, backed off. The middle woman started walking towards the green eyes boy.

In a sudden movement, Annabeth painfully dashed in front of Percy. Her knife was drawn as she crouched into a battle stand.

Fate halted her step and said in a raspy voice, "He is to die young girl. Your other beloved is to live because of Perseus Jackson's choice." She snapped her finger and Luke, who had been lying in a puddle of his blood suddenly gasped. His wounds disappeared as he gives out a puff of breath and falls back unconscious.

Annabeth stared at him for a second but turned towards the fate again. "Percy won't die. It's not fair. After all he has done for us he's the one that deserves to live out of any of us."

Fate stared at her for a second and with a flick of her wrist Annabeth was flung into the arms of Athena.

Athena has to hold her back from going back as Fate leaned down to grab Percy.

"My daughter please. Stop struggling. It is fate." Athena mumbled. Annabeth kept struggling to get out of Athena's grip. She couldn't let Percy die. He has promised her that he would try to live. She couldn't give up on him.

As Fate reached down to pick him up, when her finger touched his skin, an invisible force seemed to push Fate back. She frowned and tries again and she is launched back once more.

The gods and Annabeth watch, their breathes held as Fate tests this once more. Fate turns towards to Annabeth.

"This one is no longer under my hold. He is no longer controlled by the fates." The fate that had been holding the green yarn disappeared.

Annabeth wrenches her body from her mother's grip as she kneels next to Percy. He was still bleeding and was seconds from death.

"Heal him!" She snaps at Fate. Fate just stares back into her eyes and says, "I cannot even if I wanted to. He is no longer a pawn." And with that she disappeared. Annabeth immediately turns towards the gods.

"Heal him now!" She shouts. Apollo moves quickly and again, spreads his magic. The bleeding slows down but doesn't stop. Apollo concentrates harder. The bleeding doesn't stop as sweat drops from Apollo.

"I can't stop his bleeding. Kronos' attack is too strong. I'm out of power. I won't be able to heal a paper cut let alone this." Apollo said apologetically. "You'll have to find someone as powerful as me or more. And it'll still be cutting it close."

"Who!" Annabeth demanded,

"Calypso."