A/N: Hey guys, hopefully you won't dislike me too much for starting a new story without updating the other one. As you guys probably gathered from the title this story will be about Percy's' adventures in middle earth.

I'm a massive fan of Lord of the Rings and I just finished the Fall of Gondolin by Christopher and J.R.R Tolkien. So this story will be based probably partially in the first age and partially in the third age.

Also please check out the poll on my profile for Percy's pairing in The Mariner. I already have it figured out for this story but if you guys really want to see someone in particular, definitely let me know!

As always I'm open for suggestions on where to take the story through reviews and PMs. Thanks for reading!

New York, 2012.

Footsteps like thunderclaps shot through the Olympian throne room, the intimidating figure of Kronos stood poised to destroy the seats of the gods power; in his way, two teenagers and a satyr.

The footsteps stopped before the three comparatively minuscule figures on the ground before him. Any reasonable person would have been concerned about the way the white marble floor had cracked beneath the titans footsteps.

Any reasonable person would have looked down at their armor, pockmarked with dirt, dents, and scratches. Not Persephone, she had lost too much in the past years, the past few hours even.

The faces of her dead comrades strewn about the steps of the empire state building haunted her even now, the titan let out a deafening cry of laughter, the very sound thudding against her drums and shaking the columns surrounding the soon-to-be combatants.

Kronos looked down at the trio before him, his solid molten eyes seemed to shift as if they were molten. The power coming off him was palpable. Percy was scared, really scared. The last time she faced him she had almost died, and that was before he was at full strength.

His laugh quieted and he finally spoke.

"So this is the last hope of the Olympians, to be honest I expected better. Even from a group of weak godlings."

The demigods before him simply glared in response. Percy felt a deep seated anger bubbling inside of her.

She thought again of all she had lost because of this Titan filth, Beckendorf, Silena, Michael, Zoe. The two friends that she for sure knew were alive were here, with her, and would have her back as best they could, that left her and Kronos. The fear that had filled her earlier left, enveloped by the all encompassing rage.

"You know, your friend Hyperion is really enjoying his time in eternity, say hi from me when you meet him, titan." Percy spat before uncapping her pen and letting the bronze xiphos spring forth.

She spun it once, enjoying the familiar weight in her hand, and unspoken agreement passed between her, Grover, and Annabeth.

They sprung into action with dagger and pipes out, their target; Nakamura. She charged for the King of the Titans he simply chuckled and drew backbiter from out of thin air. The clanging of steel and bronze rang out over and over again.

The blades were mere blurs and flashes of light as the two best swordsmen of the century each tried to top the other. Percy didn't even have to remind herself that she wasn't fighting Luke, the rage inside her was channeled through her blade, delivering strikes that would've drawn ichor, forgoing the Achilles curse.

Annabeth looked over from her own battle, Grover had for the moment had the son of Nemesis dodging vines that sook his ankles.

The only thing she could see was Percy's' lithe frame jumping and sidestepping around the titan of time.

Their blades never stayed in the same spot for more than a millisecond. Annabeth thought they vaguely looked like snakes, always looking to strike through their prey's guard.

The clop of Grover's hooves as they met the floor, dodging Ethan's sword, brought her back to her own fight, confident of Percy's' victory.

Percy was tiring, she could feel exhaustion deep into her limbs no matter how hard she tried to fight it.

She hadn't slept for what seemed like forever and only her pure anger kept her on her feet.

Despite the amount of small gashes opening on her skin without the curse exponentially growing she continued her onslaught.

Her comparatively small frame lept over and around Kronos as she tried desperately to get inside his guard and strike his mortal spot. Each attempt was met with cold steel and she felt herself demoralizing. If she didn't know where he was vulnerable how could she possibly win this fight.

He hadn't even brought his powers into play. Deep down she knew it was hopeless but the revenge for all she had lost drove her to strike even faster and deeper.

Annabeth and Grover must've either killed or incapacitated Ethan because now they joined her. The three tried their best to disarm the titan and to stay alive.

Grover made roses curl towards the titans torso but he slashed through them in a millisecond and batted away riptide as it shot towards his shoulder.

In an instant he turned the flat of his blade and slammed it into Percy's chest. She flew back and slammed into a column, He spun and kicked Annabeth so she slid across the floor, impacting the wall next to the hearth, hard.

A small trail of blood slowly started to fall across her forehead. Grover ran to help Annabeth, playing a quick healing melody. Kronos had freed himself from the roses that Grover had sent after him again and his laughter once again echoed through the throne room

. "Petty demigods, did you think you could really defeat me? I have nearly regained my full strength, once I do not even the gods can challenge me, let alone puny demigods."

The air came back into Percy's lungs, this monster thought it was over. He thought he would leave unscathed. She would make sure he wouldn't leave unscathed. Her crumpled form at the base of the column slowly stood up.

"Haha, I can appreciate your tenacity Persephone, are you sure it isn't misplaced, my offer still stands if you want a position in my empire." Kronos chuckled out.

Persephone almost wanted to say yes, the gods certainly weren't the greatest and she could save her friends, the ones that were left anyway. She steeled herself against those thoughts though. Kronos would be a worse ruler than Zeus, and there was no guarantee her friends would be safe.

"I'd die before I'd consider it, filth." She choked out, still out of breath.

"Well it was worth a try" Kronos smiled before raising Backbiter with a malicious smile. "Your mortal point won't be hidden forever." He began to approach Percy twirling his transformed scythe intimidatingly.

"Wait!" Annabeth cried out, her body slumped against the hearth with Grover standing between her and Kronos.

"Luke if you are in there, please, end this, for me. Remember us, me, you and Thalia, she might be dead because of you." Kronos' eyes flickered blue before becoming solid gold once more.

"You foolish girl, Luke is gone, I've burned away what's left of that weak host." He roared.

She continued, "You can stop this, bring things back to the way they used to be, tell us your mortal point." His eyes flickered blue, longer this time, he opened his mouth but no words came out before his eyes glowed gold once more.

"NO! He is mine!" He bellowed before leaping towards Grover, the titan fell flat on his face before the duo as another vine attached itself to the titans ankle and the floor of the throne room.

Percy saw her chance, and oh man did she take it. A familiar tug pulled in her gut, water broke through the wall behind her father's throne, hilariously enough, she pulled the water towards her.

The titan got back up to see Persephone floating surrounded by her own personal hurricane. The water rejuvenated her but the energy it took to keep her in this state drained her as well.

Nonetheless she flew across the room, her blade shooting out of the tempest that surrounded her as the fight continued. Percy's previously insane acrobatics were only amplified by her refreshed state and she leapt over and around the lord of time once again attempting to somehow strike his mortal spot.

She knew she couldn't keep this up for long and already the storm was fading. Her friends watched on in stunned silence, who knew she had this amount of power, the ethereal green glow of her aura rolled off of her in waves.

Suddenly Persephone saw a golden glow encompass everything and time suddenly slowed to a near stop. Her body twisted as she flew over the titan lord's head and she could only watch in horror as his sword shot towards her mortal point.

She tried to move riptide to block the strike but it wouldn't make it in time, it was like her arm was moving through peanut butter instead of air.

Then, the second sudden thing in a couple seconds occured. A burst of white light shot through the air and into her sword. The golden tinge to the air stopped and she moved riptide to block the strike just in time.

The white glow now surrounding her sword seemed to guide riptide towards beneath the titans left arm. She landed behind Kronos and before he could turn around she thrusted her sword into the spot which it seemed to be drawn to.

A golden light emanated from the point of impact at the same time that a scream of pure agony erupted from the Titan kings lips.

The titan fell to his knees convulsing, he turned to look Persephone in the eyes and the last thing he said before falling backwards spread eagle onto the throne room floor was "See you in Tartarus, fool."

Another golden light shot out from his collapsing body and hit her in the chest, her vision went black and she felt the familiar sensation of falling through eternity.

She must've been sent somewhere else in time, Kronos was the lord of it after all. It felt like she was falling forever, minutes turned to hours as black continued to rush past her

. She had almost resigned herself to this fate, at least she had beaten Kronos, who cares if this is where she ended up forever.

Once hopelessness had almost completely taken hold upon the young heroines mind a stormy sky appeared and she rushed through the air to land ungracefully with a thud onto some sort of plain.

She groaned loudly before getting to her feet. She suddenly noticed the clank of armor and the shouts of what sounded like soldiers, to her right a mass of golden armored soldiers marched in tight formation, to her left, a blob which looked like if telkhines had a drunken night with a hellhound walked in loose formation.

"Oh shit" Peresephone sighed before running towards the less scary looking soldiers, praying to whatever god would listen that someone would tell her what was going on here.

A/N: Hey guys, I had intended for this to be a quick teaser chapter to gauge interest in this type of story, but then I couldn't stop writing. Hopefully you guys enjoy. If you do make sure to let me know by following or favoriting; and especially reviewing, those fuel me to keep writing :)

Well anyway, hope you enjoyed reading and thanks! (Oh and another chapter for The Mariner is in the works if I have you worried ;) )