A/N Hi. So, one day I just decided to do a Chaos and PJO fanfic since I was obsessed with reading them so here I am. Anyways, thx for reading. Leave a review or two! Tell me what you think.

Percy POV:

Darkness surrounded me, complete and utter darkness. My mind was dead, like I just forgot everything. I mean my mind is usually dead, on a daily basis, I forget what 1+1 equals, but what I meant is that it was like I took a dip in the River Lethe. I couldn't remember anything.

And then it hit me, like a dam that just broke free and all my thoughts came rushing back. My first thought was Annabeth. Then Kronos. And finally, Tartarus. You're probably wondering what I am talking about (A/N that is if you haven't read the books) and think I'm speaking gibberish. But before I tell you that, I will introduce myself. My name is Percy Jackson. Great, ok, now the four people reading this that didn't know that now know and we can move on to the interesting things.

Well, first of all, Annabeth was my best friend. And we would've been dating if it wasn't for Athena. She had put a forbiddance law on Annabeth and me after we had kissed before I went to blow up Mount St. Helens. Chill, it was an accident. She didn't like the fact that a daughter of hers would be dating a "sea scum" like me. And because of the fact that I had the chance to save her son, Beckendorf when we had to blow up the Princess Andromeda (A/N we are mixing things up now. And also, the blowing up will now take place before the labyrinth/ fourth book of the PJO series) but didn't. And also, maybe because my father had killed Athena's lover (Annabeth's dad, Athena wanted to marry him) since Zeus told him to. Mainly because Athena was a sworn maiden and Zeus didn't want the River Styx to do something bad to her. Poseidon proceeded to then kill him by sinking his ship into the Pacific Ocean when he was out at sea while he was in the Navy. At least, all this information I'm getting is what Annabeth told me. She, of course, had forgiven my father after becoming friends with me and finding out that Poseidon was forced to kill Fredrick. (She found this out from Athena, I don't remember how). Athena, on the other hand, did not care if he was forced or not and it was a valid reason that I was a danger to her daughter (according to Zeus. That scumbag pretended it wasn't his fault), so he allowed her to place the forbiddance law on Annabeth and me. Still pissed at her for that. But I still love Annabeth.

Anyways, enough about Annabeth. It makes me sad. But, about my second thought, Kronos. So, Kronos was technically my grandfather on the godly side, and he wanted to rule earth or something, so he declared war on the gods. And because the gods can't fight him by themselves, they need us to fight against him. So, the main goal was to kill Kronos. Simple right? Wrong. But there I was, standing in front of Kronos, ready to plunge the knife right into him. Annabeth and Grover stood on the side to me, Annabeth's arm bleeding a river on the floor (I wasn't supposed to be near Annabeth because of the forbiddance law but that wasn't going to stop me). I was about to plummet the knife into Kronos/Luke's hand, since that was his Achilles heel. Luke/ Kronos had let that piece of information slip when he stood over me, gloating about killing the Hero of Olympus. But I turned the tables, and now here I am, ready to accomplish the goal that the gods have set. I could hear the gods outside, fighting typhon. My (or should I say Annabeth's) knife inched towards Kronos's hand before a pleading voice sounded,

"Percy. Don't try it. If you try to kill Kronos, he will fight back and overpower me and kill you. But if I do it, I can stop him. He will think twice about me if I take the knife and I can plunge it into the weak spot", Luke's voice resounds. "I have decided to trust the gods. Kronos had shown me a vision of what the world would be if he ruled on accident and all I saw was death and desolation. Please, I want to help".

I took a look at Annabeth and our eyes met. She nodded. I trusted Annabeth's judgement, so I handed Luke the knife. Worst mistake of my life. Luke/Kronos took the knife from me, jumped behind me, and plunged it into the small of my back. My weak point. All in a second's time. I was so angry and shocked that I didn't feel the pain. And so as I lay dying, Annabeth and Grover looking shocked at Luke, I took out Riptide, uncapped it and plunged it into Luke's/Kronos's hand. And so, the both of us lay there dying, Annabeth with tears streaming down her face, my last words were directed at her and Grover,

"I love you Annabeth. Thank you, Grover".

Luke/Kronos also said his last words,

"You can't trust no one".

The words will forever be engraved in my brain.

Anyways, enough depressing statements. Moving on. To Tartarus. Hurrah. I'm excited.

Well, apparently, Kronos was able to manipulate something (he actually reached his full power when he was stabbed in the hand and had power of some things) and I ended up in Tartarus with Kronos. Dang. I remember fighting him on the way down to Tartarus (mostly him battering me to bits and me trying to shield myself). But when I saw that we would be landing in a body of water I used that water to catch me and propel Kronos far away from me. I should be glad that it wasn't the River Lethe, but the Cocytus wasn't the best option either. Would I have rather fallen into the river that looks like fire? Yes. Yes, I'm talking about the river whose name sounds like a furball spitting contest. But I would've rather landed there since that was the sole thing that didn't let me die. How did I figure this out? Well, when I had gotten out of the River Cocytus, I had walked along the edge of it. So, here's the thing, the River Cocytus actually flows into the River of Fire (let's just call it the Furball River) and then separates later on. I know, trippy but welcome to the world of Tartarus everyone! My main goal was to kill Kronos in Tartarus and the plan was not working. I didn't know where I had catapulted Kronos and I didn't know how to defeat him either. I was actually barely alive in Tartarus because of the high heat and the rough terrain so I didn't have much of a chance. But determination still burned in my eyes as I continued down the Cocytus. I decided to stick close to the Cocytus because I would be able to use it as my last resort for water. I don't know about you, but I'm not too keen on drinking damned souls for dinner. But I would rather not die from thirst. But as I was following the Cocytus, I saw a pack of monsters in front of me. What happened was that they just rose out of the ground three yards in front of me. I got scared so bad I almost fell into the Cocytus again.

There were 4 empousa, 2 hellhounds, 1 cyclops, and 3 dracaenas in the group. And they seemed to be snarling in low voices. I knew that they could probably smell me, so I stayed behind them, keeping a few yards distance between us. But one particularly loud dracaena suddenly shouted, "For Kronos!".

The others repeated, "For Kronos!"

And that was what compelled me to follow them. And so, I followed these monsters for 5 days. Or it felt like 5 days anyways. The only reason I could tell was when it was nighttime in Tartarus, it turned slightly darker. So, eventually on the 6th day, the monsters started to follow the Furball River instead, since the rivers finally separated, and so I did too. On that day, it was taking all my willpower not to cough, and my throat felt like the Sahara Desert. My head throbbed and my eyes felt dead. And so, I used my last resort. I drank fire. Yes, you heard me correctly. I really did. It tasted like cold nothingness, actually, since it was so hot my nerves didn't register the hotness of it and so before they did feel what was going on, I quickly swallowed the fire and drank another gulp. Soon, I had quenched my thirst, kinda, and the monsters still did not see me there. All going according to plan. To be honest, the fire didn't taste too bad, but it definitely didn't taste good. It tasted like nothing, so I was fine with it. And it didn't burn my stomach, so that was great. Of course, I was starving but I could deal with it. I think the limit for not eating is about a month or something so I could survive. So, I then followed the group of monsters for 1 more week. They constantly bumped into each other and fought, and it was kind of hilarious, but I wasn't in the mood to laugh. Duh. After that week, on that faithful day, I saw Kronos's palace. Well, I assumed it was Kronos's palace. Of course, I expected him to have some kind of palace in Tartarus, but I didn't expect the palace that was in front of me. It was completely black with scattered bones here and there. It had white embroider on the window edges but that was about it. The rest of it was black. And even though it creeped me out, I followed the monsters inside the creepy house.

Long, black, empty hallways met my eyes as insignificant torches lit the way down the halls. The only thing keeping me from shriveling up in a corner and never coming out was the thought of what Kronos did to me and the things he would do when he went back to the surface. I was determined to end him, forever. I, of course, knew it would take a few years at most for him to go back to the surface but still, it was coming up. I kept mostly to the shadows since I didn't want to be seen, as I followed the group of monsters. Come to think of it the monsters never turned around when I was following them, and I found it weird, but I brushed it off. I continued to follow the monsters down the black halls, until they came to huge doors. They opened for them automatically which was very creepy, but I didn't expect anything less from Kronos. Speaking of the devil, there he was on a black throne. He smirked creepily as the monsters came to bow in front of him.

"Welcome to the army monsters", Kronos said, eyes glinting.

"We give you our service Master Kronos", the monsters snarled, smiles adorning their faces.

And I got pulled into the room. By two monsters. Without any warning. They just came up behind me, silent as a ghost, and grabbed my arms. I let out a squeak of surprise as I instinctively tried to kick my captors.

"And welcome Perseus", Kronos's gold, piercing eyes looked down on me, smirking.

"How-?", I started.

"Oh, you think these monsters would randomly pop in front of you and never notice you?", Kronos scoffed. "I sent them obviously. Tartarus owed me a favor and I chose to find you. I didn't want you to live in Elysium, so I had the genius plan to bring you to Tartarus. When I kill you now you shall suffer in Chaos, where enemies of Tartarus punished. And did you not notice the lack of monsters around you while you followed my minions? Sheesh, I didn't know you were this stupid".

I was shocked. Why was I so stupid? I didn't even notice the weird behavior of the monsters. This is when I regretted not listening to Chiron's lessons on weird behavior and body language reading.

But I was pissed. I tried to fight the monsters keeping me captive but failed miserably. Hey, cut me some slack. I was starving, thirsty and tired. Kronos took one step towards me, laughing evilly, the monsters behind him looking very proud of themselves. He took another step towards me. I felt a pull in my gut as my anger built every step he took. Suddenly, an image of the Furball River appeared inside my brain. Water! Well more like fire but it's a liquid anyways. I summoned the water, focusing on the rising anger in my gut. Kronos took another step towards me and I felt my anger peak.

"Any last words, hero?", he whispered.

"Ya…", I said. "Watch out".

And that was when he realized something was wrong. His golden eyes shined with hate and anger as a wall of fire crashed through the hallway. But I didn't see Kronos's trick. He slowed down time. I cursed in ancient Greek under my breath and even that was difficult to do fast.

"Now", Kronos said. "Where were we?".

He took a final step towards me and brought out Backbiter.

He plunged it into the small of my back again and a rippling pain took over my being.

Then blackness.

A/N Wooo! 2000+ words. My first chapters are usually like 1000 words, but this is great! I tried to make Percy as sarcastic as possible while sprinkling in some Percabeth. Do you think I should do Percy's POV or someone else's POV next6? If so who's? Annabeth's? Now that would be interesting. Anyways, leave a review. I have two other stories on my profile, one being Respect and the other being the Werewolf Queen. Go check those out.

Peace out,

Artemis's Hunt :)