A/N: Hey guys! I really would appreciate some reviews on my writing. I love to know what i need to work on, or what I am doing right! I think the next chapter will be the last one from Addie for a while, then it will be from Percy's POV. I hope you enjoy chapter two!

"What can I do for you, my Lord?"

I knelt below him, wondering what in the world he could want. My father never talked to me unless he had to. One, he wasn't allowed to talk to me, and two, I was an embarrassment after all. Another figure was beside him, in a cloak as well. The figure pushed past my dad impatiently, snapping her fingers.

"Oh get up, Addie, you know you don't have to be so formal around us," came a female voice. I raised my head to see Athena looking down on me. Athena, with my Father. In their Greek forms. Not flickering back and forth. Acting normal.

What. In. Tartarus.

I was the one beginning to get a headache.

I stood, and I knew there was a puzzled expression on my face. What in the world did they want that couldn't wait until I got back? I mean, my gods, I had a couple more hours to myself.

" I know this was your night off, but this was the only way we could talk to you without the others hearing," Athena explained.

"You seem to be doing better now the Parthenos was found," I reasoned. She smiled at me, a small one, but it didn't reach her eyes.

"It's helped that's for sure. Once they figure out how to use it, it will help us all. That's part of the reason we are here, Addie."

I flinched at my nickname. It was one they used; one that they knew would affect me. One my brother use to call me.

"We need your help," my father stated. "Well, some demigods need your help."

"Okay," I reasoned out loud. "What kind of help?"

"How do you feel about going to Tartarus?" Athena asked me.

I felt myself pale, and I looked down at my feet. NO ONE went to Tartarus unless you had a death wish. I knew the Nico kid got out, but that was because the doors were open on both sides. And he got captured anyways. But if they told me to go…

"It doesn't matter how I feel, Lady Athena. You give the word, and I will do as you command."

"Be honest and answer the question, Euadne," my father commanded.

I felt a pressure that was building in my head. The same pressure that always built up when I tried to resist.

"I'm wouldn't exactly look forward to it, but on the bright side, if I die that means I'm finally free from my curse."

I snapped my mouth shut, afraid I had gone way too far. That was the worst part. Be honest, they said. Tell us how you really feel, they said! Well they should not get mad when they hear something that surprises them. Both of them stared at me. My father's was a blank look, devoid of emotion. Athena's was more kind, more compassionate. Like she pitied me.

I think that was worse than them being angry.

"There was a complication with the seven," Athena stated. "Annabeth and Percy Jackson did not make it out of Arachne's place. They fell into Tartarus. It's been twenty-four hours, and both of them are injured. They need help. Gaia is after them; she wants to use them as sacrifices. The only help we can offer is your assistance. We can't risk sending any other demigod down there. Our survival depends on them living. No one anticipated this; it is not something that we thought would happen. We did everything we could; however, the fates have decided this is how it will be."

"So you want to send me?"

"You are the strongest and most skilled demigod alive right now. Zeus has forbidden any of us to directly interfere, as you well know. You were told the same," Athena added. She always got this sparkle in her eyes when she had an insane plan. One she knew would work, but everyone else would question. "But if we told you to go help-"

"Then you wouldn't be directly interfering and I would have new orders," I muttered. It was a smart plan. "What happens when we get back? Zeus will know. I'll go to the Fields if I come back alive. He will kill me himself."

"Someone has to close the door," my father said quietly.

I saw the pieces fall into place. I was old, immensely so. Wisdom came with age, and I could feel my years start to weigh on me.

"You want me to go to Tartarus, get the kids out, and then shut the door on that side?" I said aloud, no emotion in my voice.

"We will summon you back afterwards. You may be the only one who would be able to stay alive long enough to do that, and we can cover for you so Zeus and the others will never know," Athena pleaded. "We've hidden things from the others before." I looked at her for a second, and I saw something in her eyes. It was a rare thing, to see the gods care for their children. Athena was desperate. Desperate for a way to save her child, and to save the world.

"Forgive me, Lady Athena, but why does it sound like you are asking my permission?"

Athena looked at my father, who still had the stoic look on his face. She gazed at me, her expression sad.

"Because there is every possibility that you may die, in Tartarus or when you get back. I know some of us place zero value on your life, Addie, but I am not one of them. I'm asking you if you are willing," Athena said passionately. "I would not simply command you to do something against your will. Something I know would kill you."

Athena was one of the good ones. She never asked me to do something immoral. I looked at my father, until he managed to look me in the eyes.

"And what about you?"

He stared at me, and I saw a hardness creep into his features. "This is a chance for you to atone for your mistake, Euadne. Percy needs your help if he is to get Annabeth and himself out alive."

And there was the gut punch. I took a deep breath. I remember the first time I saw those two. Percy reminded me so much of my brother. It was the night they had defeated Kronos, I caught a stray glimpse after all that had happened. I was ordered on clean-up duty, so I had never gotten a chance to speak with him. Hades, I never even got to go to the party. I had been with Dionysus during the battle, providing a sort of guard while he healed. I also assisted the Roman camp, although no one knew about it. That was my job. I stayed in the shadows and did the god's bidding. I never would get glory, never be recognized.

That was my fate.

A fate I wanted to so desperately change.

"Fine, but I have one request," I said. I paused for just a moment. I didn't want to offend Athena. My father, well we had some issues. I didn't really care about how he felt. "I don't want to be summoned back. Let me die. I will have to fight until the end, as you know, but I can be free. Maybe Hades will pity me and put me in the Asphodel fields."

"Are you sure, Addie?" Athena questioned.

"I'm positive. Of course, if you do call me back, there won't be much I can do about it," I huffed out.

There was a moment of silence, and I saw Athena finally smile. There was such kindness in her eyes right then, such wisdom. It made me feel ok. It made me feel like I actually had someone on my side, someone who cared about me. She nodded her head, and so did my father.

"Euadne Cyra Maximus, as one of the twelve gods and goddesses of Olympus, I order you to travel to Tartarus to save Percy Jackson and Annabeth Chase. Protect them at all costs, until Gaia is defeated or we all perish. Lead them to the doors of death, and remain to shut them on that side. You will tell no one of this quest, and if for some reason you are questioned, you will remain silent and make every effort to remain unknown. No matter what any god or goddess asks you. If you change your mind, send word with one of the two you will save."

I felt the force of the command hit me, and I took a deep breath.

"Good Luck," Athena whispered. So much for a night off.

I closed my eyes and started the spell that would take me back to Olympus. I knew I had to get a few things before I headed to the Underworld. I felt a touch on my arm, and I stopped. When I opened my eyes, Athena was gone, but my father was looking at me. His hand didn't move from my arm, and his eyes were serious and sad. It had been hundreds of years since my father and I were alone, anywhere. That's the way it had to be.

"For what it's worth, Addie, I'm proud of you."

With that I closed my eyes, and saw the brilliant flash of light that was his true immortal form. He was gone, and I began the spell again.

I was about to be gone too, perhaps forever.