Percy was soon offered a quest, to find the golden fleas, to save Thalia's tree, and to find Grover. Though I think, he knew where Grover was. I sighed sitting on my- Luke's- bed. I missed him yes, but my brother was in possible danger. That was more important. I packed myself a bag, clothes, food, some stuff to heal. The usual.
Before Percy left, I found out where he was going and decided to shadow travel, which I have practiced many a time when I woke up really late for school and missed the bus. I quickly bid everyone a due before I walked to the oracle.
"Er.. Hey, should I, er, go and find Percy and help him?" What? It was odd taking to a dead woman. Soon spooky green smoke was around me. As well as, this creepy voice.
The quest for three shall turn to the quest for five. But only four of those chosen will return. The other, joining the army of death. When the other four, and the one they saved, return home. They give the news of the hell about to take place.
And like that, I left, running downstairs. Maybe it wasn't about me, the one joining the 'army of death', well I hope I wasn't. But, having my luck, it would be me. I sighed, lying on the bed. I couldn't deal with this. I just had to make sure Percy was safe. Letting out a final sigh, I finished packing my bag, just adding some things.
Percy left the next day. And I followed soon after, shadow travel. Still the best thing ever. I was hiding in the shadows, near them and heard their conversation.
"I don't know. The prophecy was really weird." Percy mummered. Annabeth frowned.
"It probably wasn't that bad." She said softly. I rolled my eyes. Really Annabeth? When had a prophecy been 'not that bad'? I kept in the shadows, making more form around me. I noticed Tyson wrinkle his nose, turning his head in my direction but then he shrugged it off. Bad idea. I sighed then screamed, though it was muffled, as someone put their hand over my mouth and began to tie my hands together. I bit their finger, it seemed like a good idea. He didn't do anything.
"PERCY! ANNABETH!" I screamed, thrashing in the guys arms, but another guy pushed me against a wall, the tip of his sword against my neck.
"One more word and you're dead, princess. And our boss wouldn't like that." He snarled. Then he added. "And your daddy wouldn't either, would he death girl?" I let out a soft whimpered, he chuckled darkly then knocked my head against the wall, causing me to black out and probably have a concussion.
When I woke, probably a few days later, I looked around the room. It was scary here, to say the least. Then I saw Luke, my eyes widened and tears soon formed. He looked the same, except now he had a scar.
"Luke?" I whispered. He turned to me, a evil smile on his face.
"Luke's not here right now, princess." He smirked, the voice was dark and filled of hate, it wasn't Luke, although he looked like Luke, the voice wasn't his and Luke's eyes were clouded. It had to be Kronos. My grandfather.
Declaimer- I only own Persephone.
So, I though before Luke became Kronos that Kronos would take over him, only for a few hours a week. So yeah. That's my reasoning for this.