Warning: Certain ancient Greek names matches words use of foul language but no foul language was intentionally used. Also if you haven't read them yet read 'The Tales of the Son of Poseidon & the Early Adventures' 'The Tales of the Son of Poseidon & the Olympians: The Lightning Thief' 'The Tales of the Son of Poseidon & the Olympians: The Sea of Monsters' 'The Tales of the Son of Poseidon & the Olympians: The Titan's Curse' and 'The Tales of the Son of Poseidon & the Olympians: The Magical Labyrinth' as well as the one shots 'The Tales of the Son of Poseidon & the Stolen Chariot' The Tales of the Son of Poseidon & the Sword of Hades', and The Tales of the Son of Poseidon & the Bronze Dragon' before reading this story as stuff that happened in them will be mentioned. Lastly, any one who wants to do a Demigods and Olympian reads story using 'The Tales of the Son of Poseidon' is allowed as long as you inform me about it.

Ethan Finally Change Sides

By the time we got to the street, it was too late.

Campers and Hunters lay wounded on the ground. Clarisse and Chris must've lost a fight with a Hyperborea giant, because they were in their chariot froze in a block of ice. The centaurs were nowhere to be seen. Either they'd panicked and ran or they'd been disintegrated.

The Titan army ringed the building, standing maybe twenty feet from the doors. Kronos' vanguard was in the lead: Ethan Nakamura, the dracaena queen in her green armor, and two Hyperboreans. I didn't see Prometheus. The slimy weasel was probably hiding back at their headquarters. But Kronos himself stood right in front with his scythe I had.

The only thig standing in his way—or I should say two things in his way was…

"Bob, Chiron," Annabeth said, her voice trembling.

If they heard us, they didn't answer. Bob was still weak from his battle with the Drakon but he was still holding up as Chiron had an arrow notched straight at Kronos' face.

As soon as Kronos saw me, his golden eyes flared. Then the Titan lord turned his attention back to Chiron and Bob. "Step aside, little son and treacherous brother."

Hearing Luke call Chiron his son and Bob his brother as weird enough, but Kronos put contempt in his voice, like the two words were the worst thigs he could think of.

"You're not my brother," Bob said.

"We're not going anywhere," Chiron's tone was steely calm, the way he gets when he's really angry.

I tried to move, but my feet felt like concrete. Annabeth, Grover, and Thalia were straining too, like they were just as stuck.

"Chiron! Bob!" Annabeth said. "Look out!"

The dracaena queen became impatient and charged. Chiron's arrow flew straight between her eyes and she vaporize o the spot, her empty armor clattering to the asphalt.

Chiron reached for another arrow, but his quiver was empty. He dropped the bow and drew his sword. I knew he hated fighting with a sword. It was never his favorite weapon.

Kronos chuckled. He advanced a step, and Chiron's horse half-skittered nervously. His tail flicked back and forth.

"You're a teacher," Kronos sneered. "Not a hero."

"Luke was a hero," Chiron said. "He was a good one, until you corrupted him."

"FOOL!" Kronos' voice shook the city. "You filled his head with empty promises. You said the gods cared about me!"

"Me," Chiron noticed. "You said me."

Kronos looked confused, and in that moment, Chiron signaled Bob to strike. It was a good maneuver—a combo attack from both sides. But Kronos was quick. He had Luke's fighting skills and the power of a Titan. He blocked Bob and knocked aside Chiron's blade and yelled, "BACK!"

A blinding white light exploded between the three of them. Bob must have been weaker than I thought because both he and Chiro flew into the side of the building with such force the wall crumbled and collapsed on both of them.

"No!" Annabeth wailed. The freezing spell broke. Annabeth and I went to dig out Chiron and Thalia and Grover tried to dig out Bob.

"YOU!" Annabeth turned to Luke. She drew her knife.

"Annabeth, don't!" I yelled.

Annabeth attacked Kronos, and his smug smile faded. Perhaps Luke remembered that he took care of Annabeth when we were little. She plunged her knife between the straps of his armor, right at his collarbone. The lade bounced back. Annabeth doubled over, clutching her arm to her stomach. The jolt might've been enough to dislocate her shoulder.

I took out my thermos and stretched both it and my other hand out. With a churning feeling in my stomach I summoned a guiser of water in a form of a hand, which I used it to grab Annabeth and pulled her away just as Kronos swung his scythe, slicing the air where she'd been.

"So much spirit," Kronos laughed, "No wonder Luke cared about you two. Unfortunately for you, I don't."

Just then a silver arrow fired out of nowhere from above and hit Luke in the chest. It bounced off Kronos' skin, but Kronos was surprise by it.

We turned to see Bianca standing at what use to be a window of a nearby building with a quiver full of arrows and bow ready as she had another arrow notched.

"Well if it isn't the little daughter of Hades who decided to abandon her father," Kronos sneered.

"Arrooooooo!" we heard a dog howl pierced the air.

The enemy forces stirred uneasily. Then the strangest thig happened. They began to part, clearing a path through the street like something behind them was forcing them to.

Soon there was a free aisle down the center of Fifth Avenue. Standing at the end of the block was my giant dog and a small figure in black armor.

"Nico! Mrs. O'Leary!" I called.

"ROWWF!" Mrs. O'Leary bounded toward me, ignoring the growling monsters on either side. Nico strode forward. The enemy army fell back before him like he radiate death, which of course he did.

Bianca must have shadow traveled from her position because she melted next to her brother.

"Children of Hades," Kronos spit on the ground. "You think just the two of you here will make a difference."

"Don't you know anything, Kronos," I asked. "When the children of the Big Three work together, we can make a BIG difference."

The ground rumbled. Cracks appeared in the road, the sidewalks, the sides of the buildings. Skeletal hands grasped the air as the dead clawed their way into the world of the living. There were thousands of them, and they emerged. Some of them were dressed like hunters with bows and silver arrows. I soon realized it was because they were hunters, fallen hunters of Artemis to be précised, from over the centuries.

The Titan's monsters got jumpy and started to back up.

"HOLD YOUR GROUND!" Kronos demanded. "The dead are no match for us."

The sky turned dark and cold. Shadows thickened. A harsh war horn sounded, and as the dead soldiers formed ranks with their weapons—except for the fallen hunters who stood next to Thalia and Bianca—an enormous chariot roared down Fifth Avenue. It came to a stop next to Nico. The horses were living shadows, fashioned from darkness. The chariot was inlaid with obsidian and gold, decorated with scenes of painful death. Holding the reins was Hades himself, Lord of the Dead, with Demeter and Persephone riding behind him.

Hades wore black armor and a clock of fresh blood. On top of his pale head was the helm of darkness: a crown that radiates pure terror. It changed shape as I watch—from a dragon's head to a circle of black flames to a wrath of human bones. That wasn't the scary part. The helm reached into my mind and ignite my worst nightmares, my worse fears. I wanted to crawl into a hole and hide, and I could tell the enemy felt the same way. Only Kronos' power and authority kept his ranks from fleeing.

Hades smiled coldly. "Hello, Father. You're looking… young."

"Hades," Kronos growled. "I hope you and the ladies have come to pledge your allegiance."

"I'm afraid not." Hades sighed. "My children convinced me that perhaps I should prioritize my list of enemies." He glanced at me with distaste but a slight gratefulness, "And a certain upstart demigod shown to me that although my siblings don't show it, my position is important. Besides if there's one thing we agreed on—it is that you were a TERRIBLE father."

"True," muttered Demeter. "No appreciation of agriculture."

"Mother!" Persephone complained.

Hades drew his sword, a double edge Stygian blade etched with silver with a key forged in it—which I recognized as the sword of Hades that Persephone had Nico Bianca Thalia and me retrieve (long story). "Now fight me! For today the House of Hades will be called the saviors of Olympus."

"And the fallen Hunters of Artemis shall assist their sisters once again!" Bianca finished proudly.

"I don't have time for this," Kronos snarled.

He struck the ground with his scythe. A crack spread in both directions, circling the Empire State Building. A wall of force shimmered along the fissure line separating Kronos' vanguard, my friends, and me from the bulk of the two armies.

"Please tell me he did not do what I think he did?" I asked.

Thalia nodded glumly. "He just sealed us in. He's collapsing the magic barriers around Manhattan—cutting off just the building, and us."

Sure enough, outside the barrier, car engines revved to life Pedestrians woke up and started uncomprehendingly at the monsters and zombies all around them. No telling what they saw through the Mist, but I'm pretty sur it was scary. I expected to see Paul and my mom coming out of the Prius, but then I remembered that they were in the Empire State Building.

Hades charged at the wall of force, but his chariot crashed against it ad over turned. He got to his feet, cursing, and blasted the wall with black energy. The barrier held.

"ATTACK!" he roared.

The armies of the dead clashed with the Titan's monsters. Fifth Avenue exploded into absolute chaos. Mortals creamed and ran for cover. Demeter—who had moved to her wounded children sometime after the crash—waved her hand and an entire column of giants turned into wheat fields. Persephone changed the dracaenae's spear into sunflowers. Nico slashed and hacked his way through the enemy, trying to protect the pedestrians as he could. Bianca and her army of fallen hunters fired a volley of arrows at every monster that tried to get in their way.

"Nakamura, Giants—deal with them," Kronos said pointing at my friends and me. Then he ducked into the lobby.

For a second I was stunned. I'd been expecting a fight, but Kronos completely ignore me like I wasn't worth the trouble. That made me mad.

The first Hyperborean giant smashed at me with his club. I rolled between his legs and stabbed Riptide into his backside. He shattered into a pile of ice shards.

The second giant breath frost at Annabeth, who was still injured from her last attack on Kronos. Grover pulled her out of the way while Thalia went to work. She sprinted up the giant's back like a gazelle, sliced her hunting knives across his monstrous blue neck, and created the world's largest headless ice sculpture.

"Percy! Go!" Nico yelled. "We'll be fine!"

I nodded and turned to my dog. "Mrs. O'Leary. Please Chiron and Bob are buried at those rubbles"—I pointed at the two rubbles—"Dig them out. Find them! Help them!"

Mrs. O'Leary bounded to the pile ad started to dig. Annabeth Thalia Grover and I were about to go after Kronos, but Ethan stopped us.

"You're not going anywhere Jackson," Ethan said.

"Ethan, look around you! The end of the world. Is this the reward you want? Do you really want Kronos to destroy everything, the good and the bad?"

"There is no throne for Nemesis," Ethan stated. "No throne for my mother."

"There isn't one for Hestia anymore or a real one for Hades, but they're not fighting for the enemy," I stated, "The Minor gods deserve better, Ethan, but total drama isn't balance. Kronos doesn't build. He only destroys. Your mom had you give an eye to change the world. This is your chance by either letting us through or letting Kronos destroy."

For a minute I thought Ethan would charge at us, but he lowered his weapon. "Go Jackson! Go save Olympus!"

I nodded. "Thanks Ethan."

"Just stop Kronos," Ethan said. "And if it helps, try to bring Luke out. He should know how to defeat Kronos."

I nodded and Annabeth, Thalia, Grover ad I raced for the elevators. The Lobby looked like it was in one piece, so I hope mom and Paul were okay, but for now we have Olympus to save, otherwise no one would be safe.