Hello, everyone! This is My first attempt at a Rebirth story, so... be honest. If you find it good, then I would be thankful for the praise, but if you find any mistake, PLEASE tell me! Anyways, Commence reading from here...

Chapter 1 - I Have A Chat with Immortal Dust

In the Underworld,

I think I had been sitting at that particular spot for an hour or so, doing my routine duty of guarding Tartarus. No, actually, scratch that. Try hobby. Being dead for over 200 years does have a person doing the unlikeliest of things. I looked below, into the deep pit, when I remembered Hermes's words, just after Luke had sacrificed his life to destroy Kronos.

Flashback

"Annabeth did save him," I said. "Luke died a hero. He sacrificed himself to kill Kronos."

"I appreciate your words, Percy. But Kronos isn't dead. You can't kill a Titan."

"Then-"

"I don't know". Hermes grumbled." None of us do. Blown to dust. Scattered to the wind. With luck, he's spread so thin that he'll never be able to form a consciousness again, much less a body. But don't mistake him for dead, Percy.

Flashback End

Since then, I've thought of Kronos's return. I had to, because we Gods and Demigods weren't very good with luck. Besides, do you really think that he would've given up? I didn't. It was more likely of Smelly Gabe being a son of Athena than Kronos being dispelled forever. That's why since the 200 years past my death, I'd kept watch at Tartarus, where Kronos was kept. After two centuries, though, It had finally happened. The wait I hoped would never end had come to pass.

Kronos had returned.

And no one believed me.

I'd been trying to convince the Gods of his return. So was Athena, the only goddess who believed me. It was ironic, really, considering the fact that she has a rivalry with my father, Poseidon, and hated my guts. Well, whoever said 'time changes a lot of things' was right.

Anyway, I could've kept closer watch, considering that Minos wanted me to be thrown into Tartarus, for the hard time I had given him while I was still alive. But I was given Elysium, and when the unmonitored aspects of his life were viewed, he was tossed into Tartarus for his evil ways. Go figure.

I looked at my watch, which I had got from Dead "R" Us, which you should really not visit unless you are dead, because the security shoots laser beams at you. Actually, you've got me to thank for that. Because of my mad stunt a few centuries ago, security had been updated. Not a problem for the dead, but it'd make a nice-sized hole, in a mortal's case.

Suddenly, the pit rumbled. I shuddered, but not as much when I heard a voice I never wanted to hear again. One which sounded like glass being scratched on stone.

Kronos was talking to me.

"So, how has death been treating you, young Half-blood?" He asked. I snorted. Young? Hardly. I was 200 years old.

"Better than you, I daresay." I said. He chuckled at me. It felt weird, considering that he was dust, and had no larynx.

"Is it so? I'd thought being killed by Zeus would have told you to mistrust the Gods." He said. It was true. While I was on a scouting mission to find the hiding Titans, Zeus blew up one of their bases so as to help me. Cool, huh? The bad thing was, I was in the same building.

"I already know that it was a mistake, Kronos. Zeus even asked for forgiveness. At any rate, I wasn't cut up into a thousand pieces or blown into dust like you." I said in a highly taunting voice. Believe me, if you have the upper hand against the Titan who tried to ruin your life, even if only in a conversation, you'd be pretty pleased. Kronos just growled. Then suddenly, I felt the gravity of the situation. I was talking to Kronos. If he's talking to me, he must have a good enough conscience to take control of someone! He sensed my fear.

"Run, demigod," He laughed, as I got up and ran, "But the Gods won't believe you."

I didn't think so.

It has been three days since the time I had talked to Kronos. It was really frustrating. Kronos was right, all along.

The Gods, even my own father, were not listening to me. They were truly convinced that Kronos's dispelling was fool-proof and he couldn't return to full strength. Athena tried to convince the Gods otherwise, but they wouldn't listen. I shook my head in awe. How someone could be so egoistic, I'd never understand. Instead of the important matter of the biggest threat to humanity returning being discussed, the Gods discussed Ambrosia recepies the whole evening.

It also might be because as soon as someone other than the ones who knew came close, he masked his presence, so the others thought I was simply hallucinating. I heard someone coming, so I turned towards the noise, ready to run in case it was just my dad trying to give me a mental therapy session. But after hearing the voice, I released the breath I didn't know I had held in.

"Hello, Perseus." Athena said. Now that I had grown very close to the concept of wisdom above kin, Athena had become non-hostile towards me. I had a fight with my father concerning Kronos, and Athena had become friendly to me since then, though it might be because she had a cabin full of Poseidon's children to despise.

No kidding. When I said cabin full, I mean cabin full.

You see, now that the Big Three pact had dissolved, they had started having a lot of kids. Unfortunately, These kids were not much powerful, and were not much cared for. Athena also told me that they could only control one element under the God's power. Like with Poseidon, some controlled Storms, other Seas, and others the Earth. I was his last child to control all three. It was sad, really, because what they had called The Spirit of Heroes had been lost.

"Any news on the plan?" I asked her. See, we made this plan in which I had to escape into the mortal world, where I had to enter into a mortal body. It had to be a kid of Poseidon, otherwise the two elements of the Gods would collide and the body would spontaneously combust. That is why Athena was asking Apollo constantly about any new kids of Poseidon being born. Maybe he thought she wanted to find out about new kids to torture, so he kept telling her.

"Yes, Perseus. I have found a child of Poseidon, one who will be born tomorrow." She said.

"Well, that's nice. I said in a happy tone. Normally, someone planning to escape from the Underworld would be a lot less excited, but I was not your average kid, err... soul. Athena then looked a bit worried.

"You shouldn't be all that happy, Perseus, let me warn you." She said, her tone scaring me. What was wrong, was the host a son of a murderer? Was he prophesized to have a bad future, worse than mine?

"What's so bad?" I asked. The answer I received scared me to no end.

"Percy, your host will be a girl."

There you go, just what I said about a Demigod's luck.

There it is, the first chapter. I hope you like it. If not, tell me via review. If yes, well... praise is always welcome. I hope you don't forget that your C.C. will help me improve the quality of what I write, and what I write you guys read. Well, see ya!

Ash the Aura Guardian