A/N-Hey guys! Welcome to the final book in the Child of time series. If you want to get caught up to speed, make sure to visit my profile, go to my stories and read the other four fics in the series. Are you back yet? Great! For everyone else, I'm Alex, aka-Percyjacksonfan16 and I write super long chapters. Get used to it. Reminder this fic is in dual pov, (Percy and Thalia) and for your sake, I will do my best to keep it in that same person all chapter unless necessary. I used to switch povs like 3 times in one chapter and I know how confusing that can be. Without further ado, enjoy the first chapter of Destined!

Percy

A walk in the woods has always helped me relax and release tension. The fact that I'm dragging two bodies behind me should be irrelevant.

For February, it was a relatively nice night. The dense tree line provided just the right amount of darkness yet allowed the iridescent moonlight to shine through. I felt calm...and sticky. I looked down at my shirt that was clinging onto to me, noticing that the dried blood had created a sticky film.

"Thanks alot, Mom." I mumbled, looking to my right. I gripped her cold wrist and shook my head. Even in death, she still looked shocked. I mean, what did she expect? She gave birth to a monster and I was only fulfilling my designated role. She should've been more appreciative, unlike many people, she got her happy ending. I helped her delve into the Labyrinth to find her long lost love, Paul Blofis. For sixteen years, I searched for her and yet, I wasn't enough. She got to die next to the love her life and that's more than most people get.

Sighing, I continued to drag the two corpses through the woods until I reached the cemetery. The cemetery is arguably the best place to dump bodies-no one's going to think to look for a dead body in a place where there are only dead bodies. Finding an empty dug out hole, I set the bodies down.

"Beautiful night, isn't it, Paul?" I pulled out an opened package of peanuts. Killing always made me hungry. "See that constellation over there? About five yards away from the moon?"

Paul, half dead but still somewhat sentient, provided a weak nod. That guy was persistent, I'd give him that.

"That's my friend-Zoe. She's dead now." I said casually. Just mentioning her name was something I used to have a hard time with but overtime, I'd come to accept her death. She'd probably be disappointing in the person I'd become today. She was a hunter of Artemis and she swore off all men, claiming that they were all no good. As she was dying, she admitted that I was one of the few good men left.

Clearly, she was wrong.

"I didn't kill her, if that's what you're wondering. Her father did that." I added. "Sometimes, parents suck. Am I right?"

Another weak nod, his chest barely rising.

I chuckled, throwing a few peanuts at him before shoving the package back in my pocket. "Well, this is the end of the road for you, Sally." I bent down and snatched up her scarf. It smelled like her-fresh and crisp, like laundry detergent. I reared back my right leg and kicked the body into the empty grave. Her body landed with a sickening crunch then I turned to face Paul.

He opened his mouth to scream, but nothing came out.

"Don't worry, she won't be alone. You're next." The fear in his eyes was apparent as I knelt down. I balled up the scarf before winking at the mortal. "Tell my uncle I said ciao when you get to the Underworld, kay?"

The man started to panic and I almost sighed. Anyone with a brain knew that panicking while smothered wasn't a good idea. Nonetheless, I shoved the scarf in his mouth and pinched his nose to restrict airflow. His body started jolting feverishly, hips bucking wildly as he clawed at my hands.

"Asphyxiation is quite actually a merciful death," I told him, watching as he thrashed blindly underneath me. "If there is no struggle, it only takes two minutes, tops. But most victims panic which is the first mistake. During panic, the body requires more oxygen. The victim will begin to hyperventilate, which is detrimental to their survival. Without available oxygen and a constant expelling of breath, CO2 begins to quickly build up within the bloodstream. This leads to carbon dioxide poisoning which leads to-" Paul jerked once more before his eyes glazed over. "death."

I glanced at my watch and scoffed. The guy had barely lasted two minutes. I dumped his lifeless body into the shallow grave with Sally, wondering how the hell this guy had survived stab wounds.

Chuckling, I picked up an abandoned spade and began shoveling dirt onto the bodies. Though I had killed them mere hours ago, it felt like days...

Dodging as many cameras as humanly possible, I made my way to the underground parking lot of Mount Tam-aka: the titan's headquarters. It'd been three days since I'd been with my half father and titan, Kronos, and I needed to get away. We need to destroy the Olympians and take over the world this and that.

It was all very annoying.

And yes, I did say half father. I was a walking freak of nature even in a world full of gods, titans, and their children-demigods. One fateful night, my mother and the god of the sea hooked up and Kronos, the titan of time, had been searching for a powerful halfblood that would be able to inherit his time powers and become the host he needed once he rose from hell (literally.) During Poseidon and Sally's intimate night together, he possessed the sea god but there was a bit of a power struggle that resulted in constant shifts between Poseidon and Kronos. Nine months later, a child that was mortal, half god, and half titan was born.

Miraculous, I know. And before you say that's impossible, the author would like to remind you that this fiction so deal with it.

Shortly after my birth, Kronos tried to abduct me but my mother hid me. She, however, was captured by Kronos and taken to Tartarus. Kronos had little strength because he didn't have a host so for years, he kept her in Tartarus knowing that once I discovered my true identity, I would come to find her and he would use me as his host.

He was right. Partially.

When I was fourteen, I became an assassin and my line of work helped me find out more information about the world of so-called Greek "myths." I made a deal with a few devils-also known as the Olympians who are, by the way, very real and as petty as the myths make them out to be-to be their ally in the upcoming war against the titans. There was this Great prophecy about a child of the Big Three-Zeus, Poseidon, and Hades- that could save or destroy Olympus. The Olympians didn't know my godly parent and many of them originally thought I was just an average demigod, but accepted my alliance and allowed me to stay at their camp for their children, Camp Half Blood. After my godly and titan parentage was revealed, I was sent on a quest with two of my best friends, Grover Underwood and Annabeth Chase. We found some sacred items and returned them to their respective owners. I found out that my mom was being held captive in Tartarus and that the titan of time planned to use me as a host. Without a body, Kronos wrecked havoc on everyone through his little minion Luke, a son of Hermes and former camper, for years until recently.

After my first quest, I had planned to retreat to my home, think of a way to rescue my mom without being caught in Kronos' clutches, and wait until the actual war started to help the Olympians. As the fates would have it, that didn't happen. I was thrown into another quest because Luke decided to poison a magical tree and Grover had gone MIA. Once again, Annabeth and I, along with my new found cyclops baby brother, Tyson, and ugly daughter of Ares, Clarisse, managed to rescue Grover and get the cure for the magical tree that would become my future girlfriend.

I didn't think a tree could change my life but she sure did. Thalia, the magical tree now normal girl, was a daughter of Zeus and when I first met her, I wanted to kill her. See, she wasn't always a tree. As mentioned before, children of the Big Three were in constant danger because both sides wanted us. The titan wanted to use us to destroy Olympus and the Olympians wanted us to preserve Olympus. But only the oldest child of the Big Three would make that decision and unfortunately for Thalia, she was the oldest. At twelve years old, she ran away with Luke and a young Annabeth, in search for camp Half blood. Grover was tasked with bringing Thalia to camp safely but things went wrong and Thalia took one final stand at the top of half blood hill, facing her death with countless monsters about to kill her.

But that didn't happen because her father, Zeus, took pity on her and turned her into a tree whose spirit protected the camp from monsters. After the tree was cured from Luke's poison, she was revived which put a snag in my plans.

Now I was no longer the eldest child, she was. And she was nowhere near prepared to face Kronos. Her powers were wrecked which left her with no option but to ask me for help. My sea powers had practically disappeared after I had gotten into it with Poseidon a few months prior but I managed to get them back so I could help her. But while I agreed, I certainly didn't make it easier for her.

I was jealous and wary of her. Jealous because other than the fact that she was the child of prophecy, she had no reason to fight Kronos. I had every reason to-he had taken my mother, he sent Luke to kill me with bugs, and he wanted to posses me. Wary because naturally, she and Annabeth had rekindled their friendship and Annabeth was one of the few people I actually gave a damn about. I knew that Thalia would attract monsters and I didn't want Annabeth in the middle of that. So I did my best to help and repel Thalia at the same time. It was quite fun, actually. She would get so flustered and I may have made it my mission to make her blush at every chance. The heat rose to her face and there was this spark in her eyes that shifted them from an electric blue to icy blue. That being said, she wasn't at all intimated by me. She never backed down from one of our many arguments, throwing rapid sarcasm right back at me. She didn't hate or fear me because I was half titan, she just hated me in general.

That confused me the most about her and jealous or not, I was up to the challenge. Thalia, Annabeth and her boyfriend, Lee, and I joined Grover to recruit two powerful halfbloods to camp. We were undercover for three months, posing as students at the halfblood's boarding school, waiting until it was safe to take them to camp. It was then that I found out that my life was linked to Thalia's. If she died, I died and vice versa. The fates had done this to ensure that Thalia would live until the age of the prophecy, thinking that our immense power and skills would ensure her survival. For two months Thalia and I were bitter rivals but a month later, I changed my tune. I started to look forward to seeing her and I could've sworn I was falling for her but then everything changed when Zoe returned.

The day we decided to take on a monster and transport the halfbloods-Nico and Bianca Di Angelo-to camp, things went south. The monster and Annabeth fell off a cliff, Lee scurried off to find her, and we had to be rescued by the hunters of Artemis. They were a group of (practically) immortal girls who have sworn off men and pledged their allegiance to Artemis, the goddess of the hunt and moon. These girls were led by a lieutenant and that was Zoe. A girl that I had met almost year prior. She and I were trapped in a cave, monsters surrounding it. We exchanged life stories, thinking we were going to die and by the end of the night, I wanted to know her better. I decided to distract the monsters with a fight and told her to escape. She reluctantly did so and I fought those monsters off, determined to see her again. The next day, I searched for her until it was with a hefty heart, I had to assume that the monsters had gotten to her first.

When I saw her on the cliff threw me off completely. I felt a mix of emotions from her appearance-surprise, relief, and disbelief being the most prominent. But more importantly I was grateful for a second chance to get to know her. Zoe managed to talk me off a cliff, literally, and even though I knew she was a maiden, I couldn't help but want to know her. Shortly after that, she and I went on a quest to find Artemis who had been captured by the titans. Thalia, Grover, and new huntress Bianca came with us also. There was this prophecy which I knew foretold Zoe's death and she did also, but she went on the quest regardless. It was then that I was realized her dedication to Artemis and that no matter how close we were, Zoe wouldn't give up her oath for me. And I didn't expect her to so I had to get over her. That was easier said than done because at the time, I felt like she was the only one who understood what it was like to be me-she was also an offspring of a titan. She had turned her life around by joining the hunt then separated herself from her father's evil reputation and that gave me hope that I could do the same.

Somewhere along the way, I found that hope in someone else-Thalia. The entire quest was difficult for all of us. Bianca had died and Grover had to leave to protect a sacred sea cow. We managed to find Lee in the desert but we were all spent by the time we made it to Mount Tam in San Francisco, California. That's where Annabeth and Artemis were being kept. We made a pit stop at Annabeth's mortal parent's house and it was there that I saw the side of Thalia that cared for me. I think she realized how easily she could lose me and she just stopped fighting me. She still denied that I was only attracted to her because of the fates' bond but I took it and ran with it. I did whatever it took to prove it wasn't the connection that attracted me to her. It was the way she looked at me, the way she treated me that gave me hope. Hope that I could be more than Kronos' spawn.

That day on Mount Tam changed my life for the better and the worst. We rescued Artemis and Annabeth but we lost Zoe which shattered me. To add insult to injury, Thalia had tried to kill Luke and missed, mortally wounding our friend, Lee. Without even thinking twice, I paused time and made it seem like I had killed Lee. Thalia didn't know the guilt that came with killing but because I was an assassin, I did. And Annabeth's grief wouldn't help that so I took that blame. And I let my best friend hate me for months but it was worth it because Thalia saw the extent of my love for her. She admitted her love for me and from that day forth, I was completely lost to her.

My devotion to her made me a little paranoid with her safety. I kind of manipulated time so that I was older than her, making me the child of the prophecy. The same day she found that out, my mom returned from her sixteen year hiatus in hell. Sally's return spurred a lot of things in motion-Annabeth and her became rather close which was odd and she was determined to find her soulmate, Paul, who was stuck in this maze, the Labyrinth where they were both held against their will. As mentioned previously, Kronos was in need of a host and Luke would fit the bill until I came around. Paul was a medic and Luke had fallen ill after just taking on just a bit of Kronos' essence. Paul nursed him back to health and when Luke was well and healthy, the son of Kronos left the mortal to rot in the Labyrinth.

It was there that he and Sally fell for each other but Kronos let her go without him. So now we had to find him and unfortunately, we had to work with Luke. Luke could barely handle a bit of Kronos' essence so he was looking for a way out-an automaton, a robot made by the same inventor that created the Labyrinth, Daedalus. This robot would be able to host Kronos and Luke would go scotch free. Although Sally knew the way around the Labyrinth, she didn't know Paul's exact location but Luke did. If we offered safe passage through the Labyrinth, he would make sure we got to Paul. The quest through the Labyrinth was horrendous. At first, only Luke, Grover, Sally, and I went but a stubborn Thalia followed, bringing Tyson and Annabeth along for the ride.

I purposely didn't bring Thalia because I was afraid she'd get hurt and yes, our lives were still tied together but the prophecy for the quest predicted that she would suffer a fate worse than death. At the time, I didn't know what was worse than death but I wasn't going to let her find out. I didn't tell her about that part of the prophecy so she followed, thinking that I was being overprotective. When I realized I couldn't get rid of her even if I tried, I let her stay and tried to change the tables completely. I tried to decipher that part of the prophecy myself. I thought a fate worse than death would have to be her leaving me to die. I was convinced that if something happened to me and she couldn't have prevented it, she would have to live with that and that guilt was worse than dying. I thought she would have to leave me behind to save herself so I made her believe that. I told her that it was okay if she left me behind. I told her that I might not make it. And she believed it.

So we go through the Labyrinth, Annabeth finds the truth about Lee and throws Thalia through a wall. Literally. I found out that my mom didn't love me, in fact, is terrified of me and my girlfriend basically admitted that she once had feelings for Luke. And that normally wouldn't make me jealous but Luke-till this day-was in love with her, whether she saw it or not. We all separated paths only to be brought back together by Daedalus who we assumed was dead. We went back into the Labyrinth, more united than ever, and just as we reached Paul-battered but alive-Luke betrayed us. Turns out he had made a deal with Daedalus who already knew he came for the automaton. Luke sold us out to Kronos and broke his promise to Daedalus to protect him from Minos, a ghost king that wanted to kill him. Nico Di Angelo swooped in for the rescue and sent Minos back to the Underworld. Grover and Tyson had gone off to look for the lost satyr god, Pan and I got Sally and Paul out before everything went down. Thalia, Nico, and I escaped and had to leave Daedalus behind. After making sure Sally and Paul were safe, us demigods traveled back to camp to encounter a battle of massive proportions.

Kronos' army of monsters were pouring out of the Labyrinth entrance in Camp half blood and the only way to stop it was to collapse the maze from inside. Daedalus' life force was tied to the Labyrinth but we managed to find him and he agreed to well, die. But there was one problem-Tyson and Grover were still in the structure, looking for Pan. Thalia, Nico, and me went inside to find them, the Labyrinth collapsing in on us. We found them, witnessed Pan's death, and as we were trying to get out, Kronos caught us and he had taken over Luke's body. He chased us into a part of the Labyrinth that housed the pit of hell, Tartarus. Nico had warned us that his father put up extra security measures by Tartarus-blue lasers that fried anything when it went up. We were almost out of the collapsing structure when a blue laser wall separated Thalia from me. She was right on the edge of the pit, one step backwards and she would fall in. But if I didn't leave, I'd be buried under rubble so Thalia pushed me away with a burst of air and Tyson dragged me away from her. She couldn't go forward, she'd be fried by the laser. She couldn't just stand there, she'd be buried alive. So she went with the only option, fall into Tartarus and stay alive until she was rescued.

So she did so. And for one agonizing week, she was with Kronos. Forced to do unspeakable acts-fight fellow halfbloods and until one day, one halfblood pushed her too far and she killed him. The day before that, I was making my way to Mount Tam-where I knew she was being held-but Kronos/Luke caught me. He offered me a deal-I joined him and became a willing host and in return, he'd let Thalia go. I swore on styx because if I didn't, he would kill her. My half father allowed me to go into the room where she was being kept and I did, pretending like I was still rescuing her. I wasn't ready to tell her the truth-she wouldn't leave if she knew. So in this very parking lot, we were separated once more and this time, I couldn't go with her. There was no point. I'd been running from Kronos my entire life and ultimately, I ended up right where he wanted me. Not to mention that my half titan side was oddly comfortable at Mount Tam-I felt at ease, like I was at home. I considered camp my home but I never felt like this there. I always felt like I needed to put up my guard and only Thalia was the only one that I could let that guard down around. So I wasn't going to try to run and I didn't want to be rescued. I wasn't going to try to sabotage the titans so they couldn't go to war with the Olympians-if I did, Kronos would just posses me immediately. He hadn't yet because we were trying to find a way out of the bond the fates cast between Thalia and me. When my father took over my body, he didn't want to worry about being vulnerable because of Thalia.

Thus, until then I was still me. Then when we broke the bond, he wouldn't hesitate to take me over. I could only hope that Thalia wouldn't be caught in the middle of it all.

So here I was in this same parking lot, barely three days since I'd last seen her. This morning I had asked Beckendorf, a camper and undercover spy, to see if he could get me a ride. I just needed to drive around and just clear my thoughts.

Fortunately, the son of Hephaestus did not disappoint. He managed to get my car-well, not my actual car-but the same one. A black mustang and even when I was inside, I couldn't tell a difference had it not been for the license plate.

"I think he said the keys would be in the glove compartment..." I murmured to myself turning to the passenger seat.

"Looking for these?" A voice said, clanging the metal object.

With a sigh, I sunk back in the driver's seat. Busted. "Father."

"Perseus." He said mockingly. Even though the sun was setting, my father's face was still visible. He was in Luke's body so he had the demigod's trademark features-heavily gelled hair, boy next door looks, and a wicked scar that started at his left temple and traveled to a stop just past his left eye. Kronos was sporting typical Luke-gear. A sweater and khaki pants that made him look like a teacher. But he was far from that, he was the walking embodiment of evil.

I could only imagine what mortals thought we looked like-two teenagers, maybe even brothers, calling each other "son" and "father."

"Planning to run away from your old man so soon? You wound me."

"Yeah, right." I scoffed before staring him right in the eye. They were gold like mine. "I'm not running, I made a deal and I intend to keep my end of it. But I didn't agree to be here 24/7 like some house slave. I just need to drive somewhere. I'll be back in a few hours."

"Somewhere forty four hours, 2, 952 miles away? Somewhere like Long Island, New York?"

I placed my hands on the steering wheel, clutching it until my knuckles turned stark white. "I just need to see her one more time. I won't talk to her or anyone else."

A pause.

"Okay." The titan waved the keys in front of me and I took them, surprised.

"Okay?" I questioned, gripping the object.

"What is this-the fault in our stars? Yes, you can go. I just need you to do a teeny, tiny favor for me." The corner of his lips pulled up and I had a feeling this wasn't just a "teeny, tiny" favor.

I cursed myself silently for not thinking that there would be some catch to it. It had to be something dangerous. Kill someone-perhaps. Not Thalia, because then I'd die and he couldn't use me as a host if I died. Annabeth was probably long gone-off with the hunt. I assumed Grover was traveling the world, letting everyone know that Pan was dead, just as the god of the wild had instructed him to do. Chiron was immortal. Tyson was probably in Poseidon's undersea palace and Nico was most likely back in his little creepy club. And that's it, those were the only people important to me.

"Who do you want me to kill?" I asked bluntly.

"If I needed someone disposed of, I am fully capable of doing it myself."

"Yeah, the way you sent countless monsters and Luke after me clearly shows that."

"I wasn't trying to kill you, just capture you." Kronos explained then cleared his throat. "Anyway, I need you to pop in and visit your mother."

"You want me to go see Sally?" I echoed, there had to be a catch. "Are you going to make me kill her?"

"That's your decision." He said simply. "When she sees that you are no longer a pawn of the gods, she can convince your little camp the same. Then they won't try to convert you with the power of love or whatever they teach in that wretched camp for weaklings. After you drop by Sally's, you can go see whoever you want for all I care. I'll have the Andromeda pick you up at a nearby harbor."

I narrowed my eyes at him and he simply chuckled. "A simple thank you would suffice, Perseus."

"Go to hell." I spat, revving the engine. As the car roared to life, Kronos took it as his cue to leave. The titan closed the door behind him and gave me a smirk as he crossed the parking lot, heading into the building. I was tempted to get out of the car and clock him but I had to calm down. Rolling down the windows, I backed out of the lot and got on the road to New York.

I drove for forty eight hours straight, thinking of nothing on my way there. I was just there to check in on my mom and then I'd go see Thalia. I temporarily took away some of her memories of her time in Mount Tam so she shouldn't know that I was on Kronos' side now. If her memories had returned, then I'd just check to make sure she was at camp. In and out.

I pulled into a small, suburban neighborhood that overlooked a sparkling lake. The house at the end of the street was my mom's-she had bought it shortly after returning from Tartarus. She currently worked at a candy shop but had begun taking writing classes at NYU. She was currently working with her agent to get her book published. I wasn't sure what Paul was doing but no doubt he was working in the medical field. I parked on the curb of my mom's colonial style house. The white picket fence and a wash of sky blue made the house more prominent. Killing the engine, I stepped out of the car and walked up to the house, ringing the door bell.

My mom answered the door mid ring. Her chocolate brown hair was in a messy bun and she was wearing an apron like I'd caught her in the middle of baking. Full, expressive lips spread to reveal a dazzling smile that reached her eyes. They were brown now but they changed in the light-kaleidscope eyes. "The prodigal son has returned. Oh my, have you gotten taller?" My mother pulled me into a hug and I caught a whiff of her scent-smelled like laundry detergent and vanilla.

"Hey, mom. Sorry for not stopping by earlier...I've been busy."

"I know. I heard about the battle." Her tone was somber as she pulled me inside and closed the door behind her. We walked down the foyer to the barely furnished kitchen/dining area. She seemed to still be unpacking-the TV wasn't hooked up and she had boxes for furniture. We went into the kitchen where she offered me freshly baked, blue chocolate chip cookies and a glass of milk. The blue dye was how she had originally planned to reveal my godly patronage to me-blue was the color of the sea and I was the son of a sea god. But that didn't pan out, obviously.

"Did you lose some friends in the battle?" She asked, handing me a fold away chair.

"A few." I told her, sighing. Beckendorf had filled me on the aftermath and it wasn't easy saying those names. "Not many that I knew personally, but many unclaimed campers. I knew two of them-Castor, son of Dionysus. He had a twin that made it. Jake Mason, son of Hephaestus."

"I'm sorry about your friends, Percy. I'm glad you're in one piece though." She said sincerely. "So where's Annabeth and Thalia? Annabeth promised she'd see me sometime."

"She joined the hunters of Artemis actually." I told her, finishing my milk. "She's probably off with them now."

"Probably? Whe-" Sally was interrupted with the sound of keys in the doorway. A burst of air blew my hair back as the front door swung open and heavy footsteps made their way toward the kitchen.

"You're back earlier than usual, honey." My mom practically floated over to Paul who gave a her quick kiss before nodding to me.

"Hey, Percy. How are you?" He greeted, tousling my hair like I was a kid. Nice.

"Hanging in there. How's the new job?" I asked, gesturing to his crisp trousers and dress shirt.

"Good, I just started last week. I teach health at Good high school." He said, setting down his briefcase. He wore these rimmed glasses that framed his brown eyes and loosened his tie before leaning by the counter next to Sally. The couple smiled at me and I couldn't but think that had things turned out differently, I could truly be considered part of their family. Sally and I still had a long ways to go and once I told her I was on Kronos' side, the little relationship we had would be completely severed.

"It's one of the best schools around. I know that things are going to get even more intense at camp and I really think you kids could use some normalcy. You and Thalia would enjoy Goode, I can put in a good word for you two." Paul offered, his eyes kind.

"That's sounds great, Paul, it really does but we can't. The war could start up any moment and I really can't be worried about classes while trying to stay alive." I sighed, deciding that now was the time to come clean. "Besides, Thalia and I...we're not together anymore." That statement was left hanging in the air and while there was some truth to it, we hadn't officially broken up. But then again, I left her to join my titan father who wants to take over the world.

"I don't understand..." Sally started, a gasp escaping her lips. "You two loved each other. Last time I saw you, you were practically inseparable."

"Yeah well, there's this person-Kronos-and he drove a pretty massive wedge between us. It's a long story but anyway, I've basically sold my soul to him so yeah. That was fun."

Paul's eyes widened like saucers while my mom laughed uncomfortably. "That's not funny, Percy." The sight seeing mortal untied her apron and switched it out for a scarf.

"I'm not lying. I joined Kronos and he's going to use me to take over the world." Yawning, I got up and almost laughed at their expressions. Paul was still shocked but slightly wary and my mom kept shaking her head, not wanting to meet my eyes.

"You wouldn't do that, Percy. I know you wouldn't." She said, outstretching her hand toward me. It was trembling-she was afraid of me.

That was the moment I just snapped. In kahoots with Kronos or not, my mom would still somehow alienate me like I was the black sheep of the family. I don't even think she knew that this was all her fault-she was the one who had an affair with Poseidon. I didn't ask for this, the only thing I ever asked for was her and she couldn't even be my mother. All my life, all I had wanted was for someone to look past the part of me that was half titan and I thought a mother was supposed to love their child unconditionally.

Guess I was wrong.

"You don't know me and don't even act like you tried. You used me to get him," I gestured to Paul who was looking between the two of us apprehensively. "You don't love me and let's be honest, I think a part of you was hoping I had died in the battle."

"None of that is true. Okay? None of it." Sally tried to grasp my wrist as I started to leave and forced me to look her in the eyes. "This is going to take time but eventually, we're going to be a family. The three of us. I can't make up for the past and I'm sorry. I'm sorry that I left you alone. I'm sorry that you had look at for yourself because I wasn't there. I'm sorr-"

"You don't know what I went through!" I barked at her, gripping her wrist with my free hand. "I was by myself for fourteen goddamn years and no one gave a damn whether I lived or died until I got to camp. Then you showed up and I thought-I foolishly thought-that you would be the mom I searched for my entire life. I thought about you every day, what you looked like, what Kronos was doing to you and when I finally met you, all you wanted was him. It's always going to be him over me. Your own son."

Sally swallowed, her face flushed with heat. "Percy, let go of me. You're hurting me. We can talk this out, please."

"I'm tired of fucking talking!" I yelled, my chest rising and falling quickly. I was done with her and I was done trying to force her into the mother I wanted her to be. I deserved more than this and she...she deserved death.

I flicked my wrist and Sally's snapped back, making a crunching sound. She cried out, stumbling backwards.

"Sally!" Paul caught her and pointed a kitchen knife at me. Wow. "I know Kronos sent you to kill us, Percy. You don't have to do this, this isn't what you want."

"I'm not Kronos' little bitch, alright?" I laughed harshly. "I'm not being forced to kill you-I just want to." I walked over to the couple, Sally clutching onto Paul for dear life. With one swift move, I wrenched the knife out of the mortal's hands and stabbed the man's thigh.

Paul went down with thud, coughing up blood.

"No, no, no." My mom said, her panicked voice rising with each octave.

The blood began to pool out from underneath his body and I shoved the knife in his other thigh this time.

"Percy, stop! Please!" Sally pleaded, using her body shield the wounded man. "Stay with me, honey. You'll be okay." She told him as a strangled gasp escaped his lips.

"I'll do whatever you want." She told me, her voice quaking. "Just stop. Please stop hurting him."

I thought about it for a while then bent down to face her. I dragged the knife on the tile floor, causing a scraping sound-like nails on a chalkboard. "Kill him."

"W-what?" The mortal choked out as I placed the knife in her hands.

"Kill him or I will do it myself. And trust me, you don't want the latter."

"I can't." Her lower lip trembled and she dropped the weapon. The clattering sound deafened my ears and I was getting real annoyed. Time to wrap this up.

"Your loss." Before she could stop me, I picked up the knife and stabbed his lower artery. When Sally realized I was only wounding him so that he'd slowly bleed out, she tackled me. The sudden weight took me for surprise and the knife was kicked across the kitchen. I caught the woman by the neck as she thrashed blindly against me, landing blow after blow.

I picked her up by the throat, placing just enough pressure to temporarily block her airway. "Scream and I'll kill anyone who comes in here-neighbors, police." I released the mortal and she fell to the floor, coughing. I kicked the knife toward her and bent down once more to meet her eyes. They were tortured and full of hate for me.

Now that was the expression she wanted to show all along.

"I'm so sorry." She whispered to the dying man who managed to nod. He placed his blood stained hands over hers and together they clutched the hilt. Paul guided the knife directly above his heart.

"In and out." He croaked out, tears streaming down his face. "I...love you."

"I love you too." Sally sobbed out, the sob wracking her entire frame. She started crying uncontrollably and her hands shook as the knife hovered above Paul's chest.

"Tik tok. I've got places to be." I reminded her, getting bored...and hungry.

"You're a monster, Percy Jackson." Sally spit on me, revolted. "I knew that when I first held you."

My right hand rose to wipe the substance off my cheek and I lowered my lashes, shielding my eyes from her. "You really shouldn't have said that."

I lunged forward, placed my hands on top of the mortals, and plunged the knife down. As I held it down, Sally tried desperately to wrench it up so it wouldn't hit any important arteries.

"I should've killed you when you born!" She screamed, clawing at my hand.

"Too late." I twisted the knife to the right to hit the aorta and knew I had hit it when the blood sprayed out of Paul's chest and onto us. The crimson substance splattered on Sally's shirt and her face looked ghostly pale.

She reared backwards, face devoid of emotion. Oh, she thought she could fight me? Bring it on.

At an unforeseen signal, she charged, somehow managing to throw me onto the fridge. My head hit the cold, hard appliance and for a moment I saw stars. With a growl, I got up and Sally swung a pan at my knees. They gave out from underneath me and suddenly I was on the ground, looking up at vengeful Sally. She pinned my elbows down with her knees, crushing them with her weight.

I gasped out in pain, trying to push her off. She blindly reached for something on the nearby counter and when she got it, I caught the gleam of the knife. I jerked my entire weight to the left and got out from underneath her. The sudden shift caused the knife to scatter away and I had managed to pin her down.

She bucked wildly underneath me as I gripped her head with both hands. I lifted her up to meet my eyes and the fear in hers was unlike any either I'd ever seen before.

"Have a nice trip to hell, mom." Then I slammed her head down, causing a sickening crunch. The impact created a dent in the back of her head and a tortured scream left her lips as she drew in her final breaths.

"I," I rose her head before I violently slammed it down again. "Fucking," This time with more force and her flesh finally gave out, seeping out organs and blood vessels. "Hate." By now, Sally was long gone but it felt so good to give her death she really deserved. "You," I slammed it down more violently this time, causing blood to erupt and wash over me.

Out of breath, I shakily rose and looked over at Paul. His eyes were fixated on Sally and his chest barely rose. By the time I got around to burying him, he'd be dead. So I let him carry on with the short life he had left then started to clean up. I found a few towels and started the grueling task.

As easy as blood was to spill, it was harder to clean. I placed Sally and Paul on a bed sheet and into the foyer where I could still see Paul blinking at me.

"What?" I demanded, rising out the blood soaked towel in the sink. "It's blood, not nuclear waste. Chill out."

No response. Huh. I whistled while mopping, thinking of what I should get to eat. Italian? Maybe. I bleached the floors and sink down, grabbing a black trash bag. I cleaned off the knife that was buried in Paul's chest, placing it and the towels in the bag. It was dark by now so I cleaned up, placed my bloody clothes in the bag and borrowed one of Paul's white shirt and jeans. They were baggy on me but they'd do.

"You don't mind me borrowing this, do you?" I asked him. Two blinks this time. "I knew you wouldn't, thanks buddy."

I brought my car round back and into the garage. It was almost midnight when I placed Paul, Sally, and the black bag into the trunk and drove around town, looking for a place to bury the bodies. I parked the car outside some woods, grabbing the bodies but leaving the black bag. The mortal police would find them eventually and at this point, I didn't really care.

Thus, I trekked through the woods, dragging the body of my dead mother and her almost dead boyfriend behind me.

Once I felt that I had placed the adequate amount of dirt on the bodies, I left the cemetery and grabbed a quick bite at local burger joint before heading to the docks. Once there, the Princess Andromeda cruise liner was docked and waiting for me. A flight of stairs opened up like a harmonica to meet me and I boarded the ship.

A lone figure was at its helm, overlooking the calm waters.

"Beautiful night, isn't it?" Kronos asked, acknowledging my presence.

"I'd say so." I replied, massaging my right hand.

"What's wrong with your hand?" My father asked.

"Oh, it's just starting to cramp up. It happens when I don't give myself a break between stabs."

Kronos smiled, pride evident in his eyes. "I didn't order you to kill her."

"Them. Sally and Paul." I corrected, glancing at him. "Besides, you knew that I would do it. That's why you sent me there."

"I had an inkling but clearly, all you needed a little push in the right direction." When I didn't respond, he continued. "I killed my father too. Castrated him and took his throne actually. Good times...good times."

"Nice." I murmured sarcastically.

"I know. Anyway, what of the girl?"

"I didn't go see her." I told him and I wasn't sure why I hadn't. I guess I got too caught up with Sally and Paul.

"You can still go if you'd like. We depart on the morrow."

I rose a brow, what was his angle? I considered it but thought better. "I think I'd rather send her a message. Can you arrange for the mortal police to search the cemetery by 47th street?"

The titan snapped his finger and his eyes glowed a bright gold for a moment. "It is done but why would you want her to know about the bodies? She'll think poorly of you then. Not that I care, though."

"You said you wanted the camp to know that I'm on your side now-killing Paul and Sally will send a loud and clear message. She needs to know that I don't need my mother anymore. That I'm not some broken child in need of repair. I don't need parents. I don't need anybody." I backed away from the railing, keeping my gaze on my father.

"And I sure as hell don't want to be saved."

A/N-Dun dun dun! Yeah, so that was the first chapter of Destined. I know I threw an entire info dump at the beginning of the chapter but I wanted to give a recap of the previous books and didn't want to sprinkle it throughout this fic. Got it? Okay, so as always if you have any question check my FAQs on my profile and if it isn't answered there then leave a review or PM me and I'll respond ASAP. Updates are on Sundays and ya, see you then!