A/N: I don't own PJO. And I'm sorry if you don't understand some things because I changed a few parts.

Chapter 4

Diana volunteers to take a swim in something worse than acid

Diana's POV

After telling Luke about everything yesterday I felt happier. Like a half of the weight I was carrying was thrown into the dump. I wonder if I should tell him my whole time in the Underworld.

I would have if my afternoon wasn't already planned by pieces in a coffin. Kronos told me that I was going to go back to the Underworld to do something that I don't now about. And that something was being explained by Luke right now as we walked towards the "guy with the lyre" door. (Sorry guys I forgot his name I think it was Orpheus or Ophrion or Orion?)

"So, what do you think?" Luke asked.

"Huh? Sorry ADHD remember?"

"Very funny Diana. Please try to listen." His tone was serious.

"I'll start from the top again." He said. "To come back from Tartarus, Kronos needs a host body before he can fully heal and that host body was originally mine but he needs a stronger demigod and that is you. So what d you think?"

"WHAAAAAAAAAT?" I screamed.

"I knew you would react like that. Because Kron-"

"I can't believe Kronos doesn't think you're a strong demigod!"

He blushed deeply.

"It's true, how else could you have gone and dipped in the river Styx and have the will to survive."

"How did you know?"

"Well you obviously have iron skin, and when I accidentally tickled you here." I poked his weak spot. "You cried like little baby. And I also know that are going there right now."

"Wow, you could be a daughter of Athena!"

It was my turn to blush.

"We're here." Luke said.

There were small cluster of rocks covering a crack on the ground. I could feel the Underworld beneath it because it was my home.

"Diana, are you okay?"

"It's nothing."

Luke took out a voice recorder with very high quality. Then he played it.

The voice of one of the daughters of the Muses was heard. It was lovely beyond anything.

The door opened showing a dark staircase. We both took out our swords for light and protection.

My ADHD kicked in and I only came back to the real world by the sound of running water. I mean harsh, running water. I mean loud, harsh, running water. I mean-never mind. As soon as I saw the river Styx, memories of my time here came back. All of them came back and I remembered the most painful tortures, the sleepless nights, and my family falling down into Tartarus as Hades commanded.

It was torture as I remembered everything. Nothing seemed to affect Luke. Maybe it only affected me or demigods who suffered here.

Luke was talking to a ghost who then disappeared. Then he told me something about choosing a mortal point and stuff but I was still reliving all the terrible things that had happened to me in the Underworld. Then he told me to jump.

I blindly jumped and felt a thousand stinger bees, wasps, swords and arrows all with acid points. It felt like I was doing all the punishments in the Fields of Punishments, all at the same time. All these descriptions yet nothing felt close to the pain I was feeling.

Despite all the pain I vaguely remembered that I was suppose t concentrate on my mortal point and I quickly chose the lower part of my spine, about three inches from the end of my spine.

I saw faces swim before me; my childhood friends, family, and my friends now: Rebecca, Chris, Claire and a dozen others. Their faces contorted in agony or anger. Then I up looked and saw Luke, he was biting his lower lip and seemed to turn younger until he was a smiling boy who was nine. I looked around, and all I saw was rubble and fire. I looked up again and saw little Luke say something then he gave me a hand to stand up and as soon as I did I was out of the water and Luke was fifteen again. I had a feeling that what I saw in the river happened before.

I staggered to Luke, still feeling woozy from the swim. He caught me just as I was about to fall.

"You were there for so long that I thought you were, you know, dead." Luke said. I looked up and saw that there were tear tracks on his face.

"You know I saw you when you were about nine and you were there when our house was burned, I think." I said. "And you saved me."

Luke's POV

I didn't save her, I was the one who did all that mess in the first place.

We were going up the stairs again.

Right now guilt was riding me like a drunken driver. It was making me go over bumps and potholes and pass through loads of traffic.

I remember what I saw in the river; two girls and two outstretched hands. One of the girls had wavy black hair and piercing bright green eyes. Around her was monster dust. It was eight-year-old Diana after she saved from the fury when we first met.

The other girl had curly, blonde hair and stormy grey eyes. There was a strawberry farm behind her and her expression was worried. She was screaming something. It was Annabeth helping me to get to Camp Half-Blood.

I was aroused from my memories when we saw daylight. I turned to see Diana looking as if she was waiting for something.

"Where is your weak spot?" I finally asked.

Can't tell you were all she said before running away.

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