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-Percy's POV-

On top of Mt. Olympus, we looked ridiculous. Grover was frantically running around playing his reed pipes. Annabeth was fighting Ethan, even though she was already badly injured. I would be at her side if I wasn't fighting Kronos myself.

Annabeth kept trying to talk to Luke. I don't really understand why. It's not like Luke could help us while Kronos lives in his body.

I tried to talk to Ethan. I told him how when Kronos rules there will be nothing but chaos, and surprisingly he listened. He charged at Kronos. Unfortunately, Kronos opened a hole in the floor, so Ethan fell all the way to the ground.

I was glad I wasn't down there to see the sight.

After that, Kronos yelled into the air. Time started to slow down. I looked over to Annabeth and Grover as fast as Kronos's power would allow me. Their heads started to look up, their eyes wide, but as Kronos stepped in front of me I couldn't see them anymore.

Time fully stopped.

I couldn't move.

Kronos moved in front of me, mockingly. He laughed, the loudest laugh I've ever heard. So loud that all of the east coast could hear it… probably.

He stalked forward and held Luke's sword to my throat, "I don't know why I didn't think of it sooner."

I wanted to question him but I couldn't move for the life of me.

"I can't defeat you young demigod," he continued. "I can't kill you. I don't know where your vulnerable point is."

Yeah, that's because you just killed the one person who knew. Ha! Who's stupid now, I thought.

"But..."

Oh dear.

"I can get rid of you," he started laughing again.

Time started rapidly reversing. I saw my whole life before my eyes in reverse, slow enough so I could comprehend it, but fast enough so it was over in seconds. Then time went by even faster. I couldn't see anything that was going on.

Kronos's voice laughed inside my head, Good luck getting back, kid.

Then, all the sudden, time stopped and I was able to move again. Just in time too because I had to dive out of the way of a horse and buggy, while the driver was yelling at me to get out of the road.

Wait.

A horse and buggy?

I got up trying to swipe the new dirt off my, already dirty, shirt. I looked around at my surroundings and I couldn't believe my eyes. It looked like I was in a colonial town.

But- but that's impossible, part of my brain countered.

But Kronos has power over time, so why not time travel, the smarter part of my brain countered.

Ugh you're right, the first part of my brain responded.

I shook myself out of my inner dialogue, just in time to dive out of the way of another carriage coming from the other way.

I got up, not bothering to wipe the dirt off this time. "Stupid carriages," I muttered.

-Meanwhile back on -

Annabeth got up and continued to try to talk to Luke. She noticed Percy wasn't there, but only allowed her brain to pry on that fact for a second. She had a more important task on her hand.

Grover went back to running around and playing his reed pipes, trying to entangle Kronos in roots.

Annabeth eventually got to Luke, guilt tripping him, reminding him that they were family, once.

Luke took Annabeth's dagger to his vulnerable point. He, along with Kronos, cried out in pain. There was an explosion of power and Kronos was no more. Luke still lingered, long enough for Annabeth to assure him he died a hero, and long enough for Grover to awkwardly stand there next to her, nodding his head reassuringly.

Just as Luke closed his eyes, the Olympians flashed into the scene.

"Where's my son?" Poseidon asked.

Annabeth looked up in shock, not having noticed that they flashed in. "I- I don't know." She looked down, lost for words.

"Kronos froze time and when he unfroze it Percy was gone," Grover told the Olympians.

Poseidon nodded his head, "I was afraid that would happen." He turned to the council, "I told you guys we would be too late."

"Wait, what?" Annabeth and Grover asked simultaneously.

-Back to Percy-

I did the only thing I could think of. I prayed to my father. I didn't want to disrupt him during a war, but I was in a different time period, so maybe there wasn't a war.

Luckily, Poseidon popped in on cue. I thought it was odd he was actually visiting me face to face, but I pushed that thought aside.

"Who are you?" he inquired.

I was confused and didn't answer him right away.

"I- I'm your son," I responded, though he didn't look happy with the answer. "Percy- Perseus Jackson."

He nodded. "You are my son, I can see that. However, I was unaware of your existence up until now. Which is odd considering you seem to be 16."

"What year is it?" I blurted out before I thought. That was the one question that kept resurfacing in my head.

"1777"

I cursed in Ancient Greek.

My father raised his eyebrows.

"So I'm kinda from two-hundred-ish years from now." I rubbed the back of my neck.

He nodded again, "I could tell from your clothing that you weren't from this time. Dare I ask how this happened?"

"You won't like my answer."

He raised his eyebrows yet again.

"Um," I spoke as quietly as I could, "Kronos sent me here."

"WHAT?"

Apparently I wasn't quiet enough, I thought to myself.

My father grabbed my arm and whisked me away to Mt. Olympus. It looked very different from the Mt. Olympus I knew, then again this was the 1700s, and the Empire State Building doesn't even exist, yet.

Poseidon told me to stay put while he called a council meeting.

-Meanwhile back in modern New York-

Without answering Annabeth and Grover's question, the Gods sent them down to the ground, along with Thalia.

Thalia looked confused and asked, "What happened?"

Annabeth stormed over to Nico, leaving Grover to answer Thalia's question.

Without even briefing Nico, Annabeth asked, "Percy, is he dead?"

"Wha-" Nico started but stopped when he realized that Percy's life source was gone. "I- I don't know."

Annabeth wasn't too pleased with that answer.

"He- uh," Nico continued knowing Annabeth wanted more of an answer. "He isn't here, but he didn't die. It's like he disappeared." The more Nico searched for his life line the more and more sad he got.

As well as, the more and more Nico concentrated on trying to figure out where Percy was, the more Annabeth lost hope.

Thalia came raging over, "The gods knew?"

Nico was taken out of his concentration, "What do you mean?"

"Grover said that when the gods flashed in up there, Poseidon asked where Percy was, then proceeded to turn to the other Olympians to say 'I told you so.' They knew and they did nothing to prevent it!" Thalia continued on in her fit of rage.

Grove nodded to back up what Thalia had said.

Nico was taken back by this new information. "We'll find him," he said with determination.

The other three nodded and said similar things.

-Meanwhile back on Mt. Olympus in the 1700s-

I stood before the twelve Olympians for the second time in my life. These guys had an older twinge about them, which I guess makes sense considering it's 1777. I bowed before the gods in front of me.

Zeus's voice boomed, "Explain yourself, boy."

I took and deep breath, "I am Perseus Jackson, the son of Poseidon." I stopped and waited for someone to interject, but nobody did. "I am from the 21st century and… during battle Kronos sent me here."

There were gasps throughout the room. I guess Poseidon didn't tell them that part.

Before anyone could say anything I continued, "Kronos rises in the 21st century, and, excuse me for saying this, but he gives you a run for your money."

The gods looked confused at that statement so I decided to rephrase it, "And what I mean by that is, he and his army is at par with you. We were in the middle of the war, you guys were fighting Typhoon while the demigods were protecting Mt. Olympus. I was in the throne room fighting Kronos, alongside my two best friends when he froze time. He started laughing going on about how he 'didn't think of this before,' and before I knew it time started reversing itself. And then, I ended up here," I paused for a moment. "I don't know the outcome of the war."

The Olympians nodded their heads.

Zeus spoke up, "I see that you bear the Curse of Achilles."

I nodded my head even though that was completely off topic.

"I'm assuming you wish to go back to your time?" Zeus asked.

I nodded yet again, "Yes, Sir."

"Unfortunately, I cannot just zap you to your time," he paused waiting for a reaction from me. I didn't give him one. He continued, "You seem like a brave warrior, if what you say is true. That you fought Kronos singlehandedly, and were only defeated when he used the power of time on you." He paused again.

Maybe he was thinking of what to do or say?

"You also bear the Curse of Achilles, which is not an easy curse to acquire," he paused.

All this pausing is going to make me go crazy, I thought.

"I make a movement to grant you immortality until you get back to your time," he finally said.

At that everyone gasped, including me. My mouth would've fell to the floor if it could.

"Dear," Hera started. "Perhaps you should think about this. You've known the boy for a few minutes, and for all we know he could be lying."

"Do you think me stupid, wife?" he raised his voice. "I have looked through his mind, his memories. The boy tells the truth. If you do not believe me take a look for yourself."

Hera looked at me for a second and then back to Zeus. She continued to try to discourage Zeus, "We are playing a dangerous game with the fates."

My father chimed in this time, "Considering they aren't here right now, stopping us, we are fine.

Zeus put the notion up for vote, and everyone except for Hera and a couple other gods voted yes.

Zeus stood up at that and walked halfway between his throne and me. "Come here boy, and kneel before me." I did as he asked. "Will you, Perseus Jackson, accept immortality, until the day I take it away?"

"I will," I responded. Zeus put his hand on my shoulder then a surge of light entered me. It was so painful. It took all my willpower not to scream, yell, and cry.

My blood boiled.

I couldn't breath.

It felt like I was dying.

But then, all the sudden, everything was alright and I collapsed to the floor.

I got up.

"Impressive," Zeus noted, while the council laughed. "No mortal I have given, even temporary, immortality to has gone through that without either screaming or fainting.

I didn't respond to him.

He sat back down in his throne. "Your immortality will act alike to the Hunters of Artemis." Artemis, herself rolled her eyes and looked a little bit annoyed that a male was being compared to her Hunters. "I'm assuming you know who the Hunters are," Zeus continued.

I nodded again, "I'm immortal unless I die in battle."

"Yes," he paused again. "One last thing, when the time comes and you are born again, you must stay away from yourself, for fear that you will create a paradox." I nodded. "I will send you to talk to one of the best demigods of this era, but first, here are some new clothes."

He snapped and I had the apparent, appropriate attire on. He snapped again and I was in a tent with two other men.

One of the men freaked out and shot me in the chest, while the other just nodded towards me.

"My gods, Hamilton, don't just shoot people like that," the older man from behind the desk said.

"S-s-sorry, Sir. I-I was just startled," the man who shot me replied.

I looked down and saw I still had no wound. "Honestly, I thought immortality would take away the curse," I said while touching the spot where blood should be falling.

The man who shot me, whose name I believed to be Hamilton, stared at me in awe. "You-you were shot! How are you not bleeding?"

"It's a long story," I casually responded. I then turned to the man behind the desk and said, "I'm assuming you're the man I was sent to see, considering you aren't shocked by any of this."

"Yes, I believe so," he nodded. "Hamilton, dismissed. We will finish our conversation later, and it's best you don't mention any of this to anyone."

"Yes, Sir," Hamilton saluted then promptly walked out.

"So, who may you be?" I asked the man behind the desk.

"I was just about to ask you the same. I am George Washington, a son of Athena," he bowed.