A/N: I do not own Percy Jackson.

Luke peered into the water uncertainly. What was going on down there? The water had been churning violently for the pass hour, and all he could see were glints of gold. Luke heard the door open, and an extremely irritated Andromeda appeared, hands on her hips.

"I still can't believe you! You told me it'll work!" Tears of accusation sparkled in her eyes. "Now he'll never love me. He thinks it's my fault that Annabeth is dead!"

"Well, it is," Luke drawled, but he felt a twinge of guilt. He always thought that killing of his previous friends would be an emotionless chore, but he was actually pretty badly affected by the demise of his once little sister. "That idiot Briareos ate her up because she wasn't what we wanted. We wanted Percy to be swallowed but kept alive to be delivered to me. But we don't need him anymore. Right now Lord Kronos marches onto Olympus!"

Andromeda gripped her hair, sobbing to herself. "I'll never get him… "

Luke patted her back. "It's ok. There are plenty of fish in the sea once we rule again. No pun intended."

"You stupid moron! It's your entire fault!" she yelled, and pushed his hand away, stalking out of the cabin.

Girls will be girls, Luke thought to himself.

Then, he grabbed the nearest Scythian Dracaena and threw her into the ocean. "Go check out what's happening, and report back here."

The Dracaena's eyes widened in fear as it hit the water and went under. It was immediately vaporized.

"Oh my gods. What is going on there?" Luke stared at the furious undercurrent.

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Too late. He had seen the punk coming at him, but he could do nothing to stop him. Already he was being battered by three of the twelve Olympians, and one of them the Big three.

The glowing blade of Riptide embedded itself into the Titan's stomach. For a moment there, disbelief and pain was etched onto the Titan's ageless features. Then, the other three Olympians simultaneously struck at the momentarily stunned Titan. Aigaios was blasted into bits, his essence scattered by the current, the exact same fate as his son Braireos. All that was left was his shimmering Javelin. Athena bent down and examined the javelin. Ares just stared at Percy incredulously. Poseidon, on the other hand, clasped Percy shoulder. He emitted a warm glow, waves of pride and pleasure emanating from him.

"This is the first time since Heracles Percy. Congratulations." Ares continued to gape at him. Athena had picked up the javelin and was studying him intently.

"What since Heracles, Father?" Percy asked, confused.

This time, it was Athena who answered. "Take a look at yourself."

He cast his eyes downwards are gasped. His wounds, which had previously stained the water around him red, were now releasing little trickles of gold.

"But…." Percy spluttered. "Ichor? I must be a…"

"God." Athena finished for him.

Ares growled. "We have no time to stop and get all teary eyed over the punk. Zeus's orders were to immediately return after we dealt with Aigaios."

"My brother's orders? What's happen? Why did you two come, anyway?"

Athena sighed. "You haven't heard? Mount Othrys has risen in San Francisco. Open war is upon us."

Poseidon shook his head. "It's been Three Thousand years. Will we pull through? Anyway, we better get going…"

Thalia POV

Oh my gods. Percy? A God? No wonder. I always suspected, anyway. Abnormally in tuned with the ocean and farsight. No wonder, both he and I could see Puerto Rico but Annabeth couldn't. That's because we're both Immortals. Annabeth… a sharp pang pain tore through me.

Normal POV

"Percy!'

All four turned around to see Thalia still suspended in a bubble, floating above them.

"Daughter of Zeus." Poseidon spoke. "Why don't you accompany us back to Olympus? Your prowess is much needed in this war."

"We have to SAVE ANNABETH!"

Athena's eyes flashed dangerously at the mention of her daughter. "Annabeth? Where is she?"

Percy felt coronary pain at the mention of her name. "She…got eaten by Briareos. It's my entire fault…"

"What?" Athena gasped, and her hand glowed with power as she prepared to blast Percy to bits. Poseidon's hands glowed green, and he stood squarely between his son and niece.

Surprisingly, Ares was the one who interrupted. "This is not a time to fight, fools. You of all should know that, Athena!"

Athena was still reeling from the news of the death of her favorite Daughter. "I promise you, Perseus Jackson, I shall deal with you if we live through this."

She glowed, and in a flash she disappeared. Ares, scowling, glowed red and disappeared as well.

"My son…We have to go now…"

Percy cast his gaze skywards, pain in his eyes. Then, he noticed the floating hull of the Princess Andromeda.

A surge of hatred and vengeance unlike any he had felt erupted in him. He was so angry and out of control that he revealed his true immortal form, a terrifying and exhilarating experience for him. Grasping the nearest weapon instead of riptide, he lifted the dreaded Javelin of Aigaios and his eyes shimmered murderously. Spinning the Javelin around and around, he dove to the surface, and was borne by a tidal wave up onto the cursed ship. The warriors on the deck gasped and disintegrated at the naked glory of the new-born God. The glow around him subsided but the boat was rocked violently.

Luke emerged, hair askew in horror and fright. "Percy…?"

Andromeda appeared behind him, shaking with fear.

He stalked slowly towards the petrified half blood, swelling in size with every step. Potent power locked in him for so long, was now rampant in the air him.

"Pick up a sword, Luke, and fight and die like a man." His tone was deadly serious.

Luke's eyes narrowed at the challenge. He pulled out backbiter and got ready. Instead of Riptide Percy held out a long Bronze javelin. Luke eyes widened at the Javelin. "Aigaios…?"

"This no longer belongs to him. It shall be my symbol of power. I shall call it Aiglos, which means icicle. You will be the first to feel my point of ice."

"What an impudent name." Luke sneered. Even though he was a villain, Luke was no coward. He lunged at Percy with backbiter with surprising speed. Sparks flew again as backbiter met Aiglos, and both of them lowered themselves to a crouch.

The water behind Percy erupted, and Poseidon emerged, holding his Trident. "I'll leave you to deal with him, Percy, although I'd prefer to blast the whole ship to pieces and be done with it. Return to Olympus once you're done."

Not taking his eyes of Luke, Percy nodded. Then, Poseidon was gone in a flash of green light.

Thalia, spluttering and drenched with water now, hauled herself over the railing. She caught sight of the battle. But her murderous gaze was for one only, Andromeda. "You shrew! I'm going to kill you."

Andromeda shrieked and ran into the ship, disappearing around the corner. Thalia chased her, firing arrows as she ran.

Then, the duel continued. Demigod and God fought like never before, and the bronze of Aiglos and Backbiter were stained crimson and gold respectively. Luke had a terrible slash on the shoulder, and Percy was only bleeding slightly from a small cut on his forearm, which healed immediately.

"I'm going to kill you slowly, Luke, for what you did to Annabeth."

"Yeah?" Luke tried to sound cocky and confident, but his voice shook and his hands were trembling. Then, he suddenly grinned maniacally. "You're going to be the one dying today, not me, not ever, Perseus Jackson!"

Unbeknownst of Percy, A dozen archers were concealed above him and had crept up behind him. Notching their arrows, they let fly their dangerous shafts, which glinted gold. Just as Percy turned around to deflect the arrows, Luke struck. There was nothing to stop him or block him. Backbiter flew through the air, Luke still laughing maniacally. Then, it bit into living flesh, and there was an eruption of crimson.

Well, at least I'll be meeting Annabeth. Annabeth, it's only been a few hours, yet my heart aches for you, your smile, your touch, even your insults. How I long to hear you call me "Seaweed brain" again. I miss it so very much. Wait, I'm a god. I can't die. What's gonna happen?

Percy glanced down and expected to see the protruding blade of backbiter in his stomach. Strangely, he didn't feel any pain. Am I immune to pain now that I am a God? Wait a minute…I see blood. Red blood.

He looked up in horror when he realized what was going on. Luke, a shocked expression on his face, was holding onto Andromeda's waist, and sticking out of her chest through a gaping hole was the gleaming blade to Backbiter. Thalia, who had just arrived at the scene panting, gaped in shock.

Andromeda opened her mouth, and blood poured out. "Percy…I love you…"

Then, her eyes glazed over, and her head drooped onto her chest, and her beautiful face was still and serene once more, before jealousy had marred her heart.

Luke pulled backbiter out of her corpse, still looking at her in disbelief.

Andromeda had jumped in front of me and took the blow…Some part of Percy mourned for her although she had indirectly caused Annabeth's death.

Without hesitation, he raised Aiglos and plunged it deep into Luke's treacherous heart. Luke dropped backbiter, and his features suddenly softened as he surveyed the glowing blade that had impaled him. Then, spinning around, he branished his hands, and the archers screamed and exploded into dust.

"Hail, Perseus Jackson, God of Tidal waves. I am… so proud…" Luke gasped, blood seeping and pooling around the hideous wound. He turned to Thalia, who had tears in her eyes. "Thalia, I loved you. I always did. I am so sorry." He gasped in pain and shock again, and he succumbed to the wound, the light in his eyes dying.

With that, his soul splintered into a million pieces, never to rest in peace, but to suffer eternal torment of being separated.

Percy shrank in size, until he was once more a fifteen year/sixteen year old Demigod. He clutched Andromeda's still form to him, and tears poured from his eyes. Thalia rushed to him and placed a comforting arm around him. He hugged her back, both comforting each other for their losses."Even though…she was a traitor…she truly loved me…it was all my fault…I led her on and dumped her…I turned her into this beast… I am so sorry, Andromeda…"

The Nereid suddenly glowed brightly, and what looked like a glowing wisp had escaped her mouth.

Percy…thank you so much. You have freed me from my jealousy.

Then, the wisp turned into a hairpin, and fell into his palm.

He clutched it tightly. "We have to leave for Olympus, immediately. I sense…something amiss…"

Thalia nodded her eyes still wide. "Before we go, I have one last thing to do."

Percy closed his eyes, and when he opened them, they were a green and blue film. A maelstrom began to form around the Princess Andromeda. The whirlpool began to suck the ship into its unfathomable depths. The ship held so many painful memories.Looking around one last time at the sinking ship, he grabbed Thalia by her shoulders, and he willed himself up into the air, and disappeared in a flash of light.

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Olympus

"Muahahahahahahahahahahaha"

Kronos laughed insanely, lounging in Zeus's throne. In front of him, in a celestial bronze cage, were all the Gods. All of them were decorated with wounds and gashes, and the floor around them was stained with ichor.

"Where did all the heroes go? They seemed to have abandoned you the moment we stormed past the pathetic defense you tried to put up."

Zeus, his head still held high despite defeat, just stared right into his father's eyes.

"Well, son, time to die. I will slice you up, just like you did to me. You too, Poseidon, thanks for conveniently dropping in like that. "

Two giants grabbed Zeus around the arms, shoving him to stand in front of his father. His hands were bound by celestial bronze chains to prevent him from using any power.

Kronos eyes glinted wickedly as he held up his sickle lazily.

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A/N: So how was it? The war is coming to a close. Please R and R if you've enjoyed it. And THANK YOU ALL reviewers. Every single one of you. You have made my day. I now have 100 reviews. I'm so happy that I'll publish just a bit of the next chapter.

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Percy and Thalia ran through the deserted streets of Olympus. What was going on? Where was everyone? Everywhere, ruins and devasted battlements lay choked the streets. Up ahead, the throne room loomed. Suddenly, someone grabbed him and Thalia and pulled them away. Whoever it was, he was incredibly strong. No matter how much Percy struggled, the person maintained his iron grip on the struggling God. He was released abruptly and spun around to find himself surrounded by battle-worn people. His abductor grinned at him. Heracles. No wonder he couldn't get free.

"Olympus had been stormed, Percy. We are the last of the remaining resistance."

Percy spun around at the all too familiar voice.

"Annabeth…" he breathed.

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