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Review Replies- Mogarius-the-third- Yeah dieing sucks it's a total bummer but with it what happened has happened so maybe she will comeback never know? Kablamstar- Why thank you! Made my day right there and you should also know that I am trying to update as fast as possible but this is the last prewritten chapter so I will have to type them now so the update schedual will be throw out the window but ill try school sucks candycrum- Maybe, maybe not who knows and thanks for the support! Matt- I'm begging you Matt please get a account because it's bugging me not being able to pm you back and answer you questions but I accept your apologies and hope you stay around also I know most of the stuff it's just the way its set up they died, got throw into tartuars and they used to be hunters the oath they took only stay's with them if they are alive so since they died no oath and no I didnt read the last book I wanted to but I forced myself not to because I didnt like that rick made Percy not the hero I mean its name Percy Jackson for a reason and that made me angry! But I may get around to It I got the genral idea of the story though beware nights- you may be lieing but ill take a risk so I did it for you Beware so Happy b-day I guess? AgiatedDog9288- I dont really know havent looked into beta's for a while ive never had one ill get back to you on that though if I do decided Albinounicorn- Read top of replies even though I got a good laugh out of your OC may implament them later though SnowWolfe6631- Hey glad to see you made it to the new story was wondering when you would review as for the OC's read top but I still may add them later like I said Guest- I will call you Bob and bob a reincarnation may happen later down the road you never knowi m a tricky bastard with these things so look out for some twist's and stuff

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The way it will work is I pick the top 8 best reviews and you all get to add one thing to the story

There are a couple things you cant change and I will list them

*No overly powerful OC's

*No messing with pairing it is set in stone

*You cant decided what will happened to Zeus I have special things planned for him

*Pets and People are allowed

Prince of Night

Chapter 10

Underworld in Peril

The lord of the Underworld smirked as the last Romans and his children made away from the carnage and destruction made by Tartarus and his warriors. Hades could sense the fiery pits all over the man, as well as his immense power, but what seemed strange was the fact he had the smell of an ocean on him.

"You are the first god to die, Hades. But of course I cannot let you off easy." Hades raised an eyebrow and looked at the hooded Primordial with a questioning glance. All he could see was the cruel smirk dancing across his lips and a jagged scar marred the lower features of his face.

"What of it, Tartarus." Hades sneered angrily. If possible the Primordial' smile just got wider.

"When you are defeated." He said casually, knowing he would win. "You will be locked inside my prison. Where you will be tortured for eternity, for your treacherous deeds." His lecherous grin still on his face as Hades assumed the eyes of him were dancing with cruel light. Hades paled after mulling over his words, but he would rather take this than have his children slaughtered, than have the remaining warriors of Rome die as well.

Tartarus' smile turned into a genuine expression. "I know what you are thinking, one of the best gods. I stick by my opinion after hearing this. Any other god would gladly switch places demigods, just for them to save their own skins. For this, I offer you a choice. Surrender," Hades immediately frowned, his onyx black eyes burning with harsh fire. "You shall be spared, your wife shall be spared." Was it Hades imagination or did his smile seem to turn into a mocking grin. "You shall forfeit the land of the Underworld. Turn yourself over. You will not be punished." Hades paused for a second, before he straightened himself.

"No." He snarled. Tartarus frowned.

"If not, when I kill you, I will march on the Underworld. Every single soul in Elysium I will cast into the pits of me. Take them straight to the prison of me and punish them for eternity." Hades snarled angrily.

"No, you will just do it anyway if I surrender. Fuck you." Hades roared and attacked. His blade going straight for his neck. Tartarus dropped quickly into a crouch, the blade slashing over his head with a slight whistling sound. He silently pulled his blade blade from his sheathe and drove it straight for Hades midsection. A Hades quickly brought his blade back and blocked the strike, the silver lining on the etches of the blade were glowing dangerously.

Hades paused when he saw the blade in Tartarus' hands, his black eyes widened and he shook with fear. Tartarus noticing his lock smiled. "I see you recognize the material of the blade, eh." He said smiling. "Styx water, very hard to craft. But the deadliest blade ever made."

Before Hades could respond, a torrent of water appeared from nowhere and slammed into his face. To Hades utter shock, he was not blinded, nor was he pushed back. The water seemed to give him immense strength. Power coursed through his veins and the water stopped.

Tartarus shook with anger when he saw what was happening. The god of the Underworld was glowing with an ethereal sea green light. He looked up at the sky and bellowed angrily. "Pontus." He roared with rage.

Tartarus ducked, dodging Hades blade once again. Hades face was a mask of confusion of shock. Tartarus was angry, furious. His powers of water he had obtained from Perseus Jackson were useless when the opposite side had Pontus.

Tartarus turned to Hades once again, but this time instead of anger at what he saw. He felt fear. The lord of the Underworld was glowing with all sort of different colors, gold, brown, sea green, electric blue, and crimson red. All interchanging and glowing.

Immense power poured off of the god. Tartarus paled drastically as Hades raised his hands suddenly, as if on instinct. Lightning flashed across his eyes. The sky exploded with a might blast of thunder, the earth started to shake dangerously, forcing the Primordial to stumble, with a loud crash, a pure white lightning bolt fell from the sky, Hades raised his blade.

The bolt of lightning hit the tip of the black blade as the god thrust forward. The massive lightning strike flew towards the god of the pit. Who was unable to move. The bolt slammed into his chest and he flew backwards. Landing with a thud, Tartarus groaned as he stood up.

When he turned to Hades. The god's mouth was agape in shock. His eyes were wide in surprise, his jaw was dropped. Suddenly he shook his head. "Perseus." Tartarus raised an eyebrow. Did this count against his oath? Obviously not, he had not immediately lost his power.

But he could not exactly let Hades walk free, but all the enemy Primordial's had blessed the god. He had not taken that into factor, he has just focused on keeping all of them from seeing the carnage and destruction as well as keeping them from the battlefield. But blessing a god, he had not taken this into factor.

"Perseus." He said in a small hoarse whisper. Tartarus scowled and grabbed the edge of his hood and pulled it up, obscuring his face from view.

"Let's get this over with." Tartarus growled.

Tartarus rushed forward, a blur of speed as he raised his blade to cleave Hades in two. The god barely raised his blade to block the strike. A flurry of strikes he could barely defend from the blade of Tartarus. Suddenly, a fist slammed into Hades gut. He doubled over and with the flick of his wrist, Hades blade was sent flying.

Hades screamed in pain as the Styx blade was driven into his stomach. The blade was the most painful thing that he had ever felt. Hades fell to his knees. As Tartarus placed a hand on his forehead, black fire came from his palm, and started to envelop the god. His cries of pain were huge, monsters from behind cheered loudly. But Tartarus ignored them, focusing on the black flames that danced across Hades skin.

"Torture." Was all he said to Hades, a deep and dark voice sent the last shiver up his spine and mentally shook him before the flames had completely enveloped him and he dissolved into black flames.

Tartarus sneered and turned around to the monsters. "To the Underworld." He bellowed and snapped his fingers.

Black shadows wrapped around all of the monsters as well as Tartarus and they vanished from the destruction of Rome, their last looks were the flaming rubble.

The army of monsters and Tartarus appeared in the Underworld, right on the banks of the River Styx, the Primordial grinned. "Destroy the Underworld, cast the place into chaos." He roared loudly to the monsters. The monsters cheered and started to lay waste to the Underworld.

The skeletons and shades of the place of the dead did nothing to stop the monsters. Explosions lit the Underworld up with a fiery red and orange light. Tartarus just smiled at the carnage, listening in pleasure to the screams of torture from the fields of punishment.

Tartarus set off at a brisk pace towards the fields of punishment, the screams had only gotten louder with the explosions and fiery blasts of the Underworld. He walked towards the nearest punishment. Smiling as he did so, he grabbed a young man by the shoulder and vanished into shadow.

The young man turned around to face the Primordial, his hands raised into a defensive position. Tartarus raised an eyebrow, as he examined the man. Who looked to be in his younger twenties, pale white skin, ruffled and torn clothes splattered with dirt and grime. Along with blood. Raven black hair fell down to his eyes, shining with a bright sea green light were his eyes.

"Orion." Tartarus said before his smile grew to a smug smirk. First try.

The legendary hunter and acquaintance to Artemis looked at him warily. "Who are you?" Orion spoke in a gruff and dark voice, menace and ice easily heard in his tone. "You are not of the usual servant of Hades to send me to my next torture." He said deep in thought.

"I am Tartarus." Orion's sea green eyes widened in shock.

"W-W-What?" He spluttered.

"The Primordial, and I am here to offer you something." As he finished the biggest explosion and blast of light lit up the Underworld completely with an orange glow. An intense heat radiated for second as a gust of wind ruffled his cloak.

"You can join my army. I along with Erebus plan to raze Olympus to the ground and take control of earth for ourselves. Do you wish to join me to get back at the Olympians?" Tartarus asked. Orion smiled, a cruel glint in his vibrant eyes, shining with venom.

"What of Artemis? Is she spoken for?" Orion asked with an eyebrow raised. Tartarus smirked.

"No, you may have her." Orion smiled again.

"And Apollo? Will I be able to kill him? I want to see his golden guts splattered across the halls of Olympus as the last column crumbles to dust." Tartarus nodded.

"Yes, if that is your wish. I am going to send you to Erebus, that way he can send you into the mortal world. Beware Orion, this war will not be easy." He said before gripping his shoulder and the son of Poseidon was enveloped into black flames.

Tartarus looked at the field of punishment one last time before turning around and looking at the carnage ripping the Underworld apart. The palace of Hades had been destroyed, Black rubble everywhere, the garden of Persephone was aflame, burning with intensity.

Tartarus was feeling euphoric from the destruction. Immense pleasure was shining in his eyes, despite no one being able to see them. Tartarus gave one last look at the destroyed Underworld before he turned to Elysium. He whistled, calling the monsters to him.

When his army had reassembled, he roared loudly. Commanding their attention. "Every soul sent to paradise, every single soul. Take them and cast them into Tartarus. No longer the children of the gods get paradise while monsters get hell. No more, the children of the gods and mortals shall be punished for eternity. No matter what there deed. As long as they are not with us, they deserve eternal torture." The monsters roared with approval.

Tartarus stood at the edge to the pit. The dark abyss showing an eerie darkness. He grinned as monsters lined up, each carrying a shaded soul in their grips. A cyclops brought the first soul forward, he grinned, his lecherous and evil smile made the heroic soul shiver slightly.

The golden hair of the man, along with his sharp blue eyes stared at the Primordial with an immense amount of anger. "Jason Grace, I just saw you. What are you doing here?" He asked with a mocking voice.

The son of Jupiter glared at him angrily. "You will not get away with this. You will fail. Olympus will win once again." Tartarus smiled.

"Sure, I will give you a chance, before I toss you into the pit for eternal torture, join me." He said smirking. Jason grimaced.

"I will never help you. Never." He roared loudly.

"I will give you anything, power." His smile grew knowing his fatal flaw was lust for power. Jason seemed to be having a battle within himself. "To late." Tartarus grabbed him by the shoulder and cast him into the darkness. The son of Jupiter screaming bloody murder on the way down.

"Cast the rest of the souls into the pit and leave no one. Every single soul of Elysium deserves it." The monsters roared with approval once again. Tartarus let out a booming laugh as the last soul from paradise after death was thrown into the pit for eternal torture.

"The hand that saved you all, is now the hand that cast you into Tartarus. Goodbye little heroes. Forever you shall be surrounded in darkness. And soon the gods will join you." His laughter echoed throughout the cavern before he vanished in a roar of mighty black flames.

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The group of fleeing demigods from Rome appeared from the shadows in the middle of the camp amphitheater. Startling everyone there, all of them jumped up immediately, pulling there weapons out.

"Stop." Nico croaked loudly. His skin was pale and his face stooped in exhaustion. Sweat dripped from his forehead, and he fell to his knees.

"Nico." The group gasped. "Annabeth."

The blonde haired daughter of Athena stood up, her grey eyes scanned the group around them, noticing half of the Greek campers were missing. "Rome has fallen, most of us are dead. Message the Argo II, and tell them to search for survivors." Many of the campers immediately nodded and ran off.

All that were left were teenage girls clad in silver clothes, bows slung over their backs along with a silver quiver of arrows on their backs.

Annabeth turned her head to the group of survivors only to be met with a resonating slap across the cheek. The daughter of Athena stumbled back, her right hand went to her red cheek. Her grey eyes flared as she stared at her attacker, who had long wavy black hair, smooth and flawless copper colored skin, along with eyes the color of volcanic rock.

"Who the heck are you?" She growled as her hand went to her blade. The girl snorted, but Annabeth could see the endless array of emotions from the girl's eyes, but the most prominent in her dark onyx colored eyes, were anger. With sadness and she could see the small traces of tears.

The group of hunters gasped loudly. As they stared at the female who attacked Annabeth. "Zoë?" One of the hunters hesitantly. Her lower lip was trembling immensely.

The girl smiled, showing perfect white teeth. She then nodded. Annabeth's eyes widened in shock. "You should be dead." She stated as the hunters rushed forward, enveloping Zoë in a large hug. The former lieutenant of the hunt rolled her eyes at the daughter of Athena, but the anger had not faded from her eyes.

"How are you alive?" One of the hunters asked curiously as they finally separated from her. She smiled widely, but a tear from her eyes and rolled down her cheek.

"I will tell you later. You need to see, another huntress has returned from death. Bianca." Another girl stepped forward, raven black hair and the same dark eyes like Nico, with pale olive colored skin.

The hunters eyes went wide again, and they enveloped her in a hug, tears in their eyes just as much as they had with Zoë.

"How are you both alive?" Annabeth demanded from them. Immediately she was met with a purple and black arrow to the throat, courtesy of the daughter of Atlas. Her dark obsidian eyes flashed dangerously.

"You do not demand things from me little girl." She snarled venomously. Annabeth's right hand crept towards the hilt of her blade, before her hand could reach the hilt, a silver arrow pierced her hand. She groaned in pain and wrenched her hand away from as she backed up a couple of steps.

Crimson red blood oozed from her wound and dripped to the ground with a steamy hiss. She gritted her teeth and tried to keep a scream of pain from escaping her lips. She turned and glared at the hunter in question. It was Thalia. Her electric blue eyes were dancing with lightning as she glared at Annabeth angrily.

She stared at the daughter of Zeus in utter disbelief. Hardly believing that the girl that was like her sister would actually try to attack her.

"What are you doing?" She hissed in anger. Said daughter of Zeus glared rather harshly at Annabeth before turning her attention to the former lieutenant of the hunt.

"Zoë." She said, her eyes full of emotions as a tear leaked out of the corner of her eye. Zoë glared at the daughter of Zeus as well, her copper tan skin was now red from anger. Thalia seemed taken aback at the ferocity of her gaze. Thalia and the daughter of Atlas had made peace before she had died. Now, well she was shell shocked that Zoë was alive. But why would she be angry with her?

Before she could clear up any questions or thoughts, she silently prayed for her mistress Artemis to come to her. Thalia and the rest of the hunters adverted their gazes as a bright flash of silver erupted between her and Zoë.

When the bright flash of silver subsided, a girl around the age of twelve with bright auburn red hair, smooth silvery pale skin that seemed to be glowing with power and light. Along with her bright silver eyes, like the moon shining high in the sky.

Her gaze turned to Thalia curiously with an eyebrow raised asking the silent question. "Thalia what did you pray to me for that you claimed to be seen immediately." Thalia smiled, knowing her mistress was about to get far happier in a few moments with the return of her best friend and another huntress she had barely spent any time with.

"Lady Artemis turn around." The goddess did as Thalia commanded despite her pride and her eyes widened in shock, the moon that was high over their heads brightened drastically. Her lips curled into a genuine smile and her eyes filled with tears. A few drops leaked from her eyes as she furiously wiped them away, she walked quickly towards her former late best friend.

She walked without noticing the look of immense loathing from Zoë' dark obsidian eyes. Failing to notice her former huntresses right hand ball into a fist. She extended her arms outwards to wrap Zoë in a hug. One of the girls she had loved most during her time of the hunt.

The elder huntress did not extend outwards, instead she cocked her fist back and swung forth with all her might. The knuckles of her fist slammed into the goddess of the hunt's nose with a sickening crunch, the goddess stumbled back, golden blood, ichor, flowed from her nose heavily. She looked at Zoë without any visible traces of anger. The only emotions in her eyes were a heartbreaking pain.

Her hand reached up and grabbed her nose, her silver eyes looked so fragile and broken as she looked at Zoë with a visible hurt. But the angry huntress did not deter her look of absolute loathing, instead she coked her fist back again and slammed her fist as hard as she could into the goddess' cheek. Another sickening crack was heard as this time, the goddess stumbled to the ground.

Everyone watched in complete shock, none of them could believe what they were seeing. The huntress who loved and died for her mistress had just punched her twice. Why?

Zoë stomped forward angrily, she crouched down, almost sitting on the chest of the goddess. As she continued to punch and slam her fist into the goddess' face. Slowly but surely, without any winces of pain from Zoë, Artemis' face was an ugly shade of gold and purple.

Artemis opened her mouth, surely to speak. But she was cut off with another fist, straight to her mouth. This was the first time she had cried out pain, as golden blood filled her mouth, trickling out the corners of the mouth.

Finally, after being frozen for so long, it took half the hunters to pry Zoë from the top of her mistress. Her dark obsidian eyes flashed angrily, but most could see the pain and sadness hidden beneath the anger.

"What the Hades, Zoë?" Thalia roared angrily, sparks shooting off from her. Nico and Hazel gave a little squawk of protest. But there little cry went unheard as Thalia glared murderously at the daughter of Atlas.

Zoë narrowed her eyes dangerously at the daughter of Zeus, her eyes flared with anger. Thalia took a step forwards toward her. Big mistake, she was instantly met with a fist to the face courtesy of Zoë. The hunters cried in protest but no one dared to do anything, wondering what had happened to the recently returned huntress for her to do this her mistress and friend.

Thalia was on the ground completely unconscious from the one little punch from Zoë. How she managed to punch that hard was a question most wanted to ask. But pushed down to avoid the elder huntresses anger, which could possibly be directed at them.

Zoë walked over to the downed form of Artemis, who was laying in a pool of her own ichor, bloodied and bruised face. Zoë turned to Bianca who nodded and stepped forward with her. The two walked to the side of the goddess and fell to a knee on the ground.

She raised an eyebrow at Bianca. "Can you shadow travel after seeing your brother do so?" She asked. Bianca shrugged but concentrated an immense amount of power, she grinned as shadows started to wrap around her and Zoë. Bianca grabbed Artemis' arm, as many screamed in protest but the trio had already vanished from sight into the black vast darkness.

The trio appeared in what seemed to be a cabin, none that Zoë had ever been in. She looked at Bianca curiously who shrugged. The walls were pitch black, green fire burning bright as lights, illuminating just enough for them to see.

"Artemis." Zoë hissed in anger.

The goddess had tears flowing down from her silver eyes. "Why?" She croaked weakly. "I love you. Like a sister, like a daughter. Why?" Artemis gurgled weakly, blood forming a small noise as she tried to speak with blood in her mouth. Zoë screamed at her in anger, much to her growing shock.

"Why would you do that to Percy?"

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