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Thank you all for reading my story. Disclaimer: I don't own any excerpts from Rick Riordan's Percy Jackson & the Olympians: The Titan's Curse.

A very short epilogue. The next story should be up soon.

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Epilogue

It was so long ago, but he could still feel the after effects of jumping into the Styx.

He'd never experienced such a painful experience in his life. At the time, when he was in the Styx, all he felt like doing while he was submerged in the water was letting go of his mortal line, the one thing that would keep him alive.

But he feared Kronos would find a way to locate him again to punish him for being a coward. So, Ethan gave in and remembered his mortal tie, the one thing that kept him alive. His mortal tie was one of the most horrifying events he'd ever been through.

After he'd arrived at Camp Half-Blood, he stayed there for the majority of his life. He'd left the mortal world behind. The thing was...he had family in the mortal world that he'd loved more than anything in the world. When Chiron suggested that he go back into the mortal world, it had been five years. He was fourteen.

He arrived in Chicago, where his mother and step-sister lived.

No one knew that he had mortal family aside from the old horse, not even Kronos knew. He arrived in Chicago at night, as he'd left New York in the late afternoon. It was winter time, snow and wind blowing at him like crazy. At the time, he had a revelation: "That's why Chicago is called the Windy City."

Ethan's mother grew up in Minnesota, and so did Ethan. He'd never actually been to Chicago before.

When he got the taxi ride from the airport to his mother's house, he founded shadows flickering in the upstairs room.

"Mom!" he shouted. "Brooklyn!"

Then he noticed that the front door was open and unlocked. He ran inside the house. He heard male voices upstairs and he suddenly got a bad feeling. "Mom!" he shouted again.

Ethan ran upstairs to find to burglars strangling his mother in the hallway.

"No!" His face morphed into one of anger and he knocked one guy out with an expert kick. He grabbed that guy's knife and stabbed the other burglar in his stomach. Then, mercilessly, he stabbed the second burglar until his face was unrecognizable.

Ethan turned to his mother, who was lying dead on the floor.

"No, no, no!" Tears staring leaking out of his eyes.

Then he realized that he was surrounded in silence.

"Brooklyn!" he called, panic entering his voice. "Brooklyn!"

He ran into the nearest bedroom and found his half-sister alive, lying on the floor. He would have been relieved had she not been raped and stabbed.

"Brooklyn," he said, dropping to his knees.

The girl was only twelve years old, bleeding out her last few litres of blood. It was everywhere now, a large pool surrounding her.

"Brooklyn," he said, grabbing her hand.

Her eyes quickly lost the panicked movement they were acting as before, her body slowly dying as the blood escaped her body. Within ten seconds, she was still.

Ethan remembered that day clearly, and his half-sister and mother were the ones who kept his mortal line. They were the ones he'd thought of when in the River Styx.

"Are you ready, Ethan?" Kronos hissed.

Oh, how he thought he could die now.

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Disclaimer: I don't own any excerpts taken from Rick Riordan's book Percy Jackson & the Olympians: The Titan's Curse.

I also apologize for any grammatical errors in the chapter above.

Don't forget, if you have nothing better to do, check out my other story The Argonauts: Quest for the Golden Fleece

With best regards,
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