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So here goes with Chapter 3! It's probably going to be shorter, so sorry for that, but here goes anyways!

Thalia's POV, her sixteenth birthday, Camp Half-Blood

"So…what? Is thunder supposed to rain down from the sky?" I muttered. "What's supposed to happen here?" I asked, staring up at the ceiling. Sure, I was bitter. Why wouldn't I be? My two best friends were dead. I was the recipient of the prophecy, so I wasn't even allowed to mourn. And so far, everything was going normally. Nothing out of the ordinary had happened. Chiron had told me to stay in the Big House until he could figure out what was supposed to happen today. Grover was the only one with me because none of the other campers could even bring themselves to be around me. They were all too scared I might flip out and destroy them.

"Who knows?" Grover sighed. I could see having both Percy and Annabeth (yes, Artemis had informed us of her death late last night) die had really "toughened him up", so to speak. He had yet to crack a smile, and he wasn't even a clumsy goat anymore. He looked like a warrior satyr. "Maybe Zeus will still blast you." The sky rumbled. "Sorry!"

"That's comforting," I muttered, "Seeing as he's my own father and all."

"I'm not trying to be comforting," Grover said, turning his head to stare at me. "Maybe it would be safer, huh? Nico's run off. That probably means he's hiding something. What if he's a child of the Big Three? We wouldn't know. The gods kill you, they can mold him how they want to."

"I'm not asking for comfort," I shot back. "And yeah, I know. This isn't how I pictured my sweet sixteen, okay? I'm all for giving the prophecy to someone else."

Grover shrugged. "It just proves, through all this, you were stronger."

"What do you mean?" I sighed, rubbing my temples, trying to cure the pounding headache I'd gotten by thinking about all this.

"Percy killed himself for a girl. He said it would be easier, huh? After everything he did, saving Luke and Annabeth, he kills himself over a girl. I love Annabeth – I loved Annabeth, don't get me wrong, but why…" Grover trailed off, shaking his head. "I just…I'm sorry. Percy was extremely powerful, and now he's gone. Like, what do we do now?"

What he said got me thinking. Percy was extremely powerful. An idea sparked in my brain but I wasn't sure about it. "Grover," I said slowly, "I think I know what the prophecy is about. I think I know what I have to do."

His eyes widened and his head snapped up. "What? What is it?"

Quickly, I told him my idea. "No," he whispered. "That…what if that's the wrong option? What if that destroys Olympus?"

"I'll have to take that risk, won't I?" I said, my excitement building. "This is it. This is my choice. "

"What if they can't do it, huh?" he countered. "What if you go there, and then…I don't know, they just don't have the power? Or they won't do it? What then?"

"Then I guess I'll have failed the prophecy, won't I?" I shot back. "You don't have to come with me. I'll go alone. Blackjack will take me."

Grover sighed, shaking his head. "You know, if you have to go, go. I'll tell Chiron where you've gone, and hopefully I won't get skinned alive for letting you do this."

"He'll understand," I whispered, mostly trying to convince myself. "Besides, if this works, he won't even know."

Without waiting for Grover to say anything else, I bolted out of the Big House and past some tense-looking campers who flinched as I ran by. One of them even grabbed their head and yelled, "It's starting! The prophecy! She's running, it must be starting!"

I would've face-palmed if I had the time.

I dashed into the stables and saw Blackjack sadly eating something that looked like a sugar cube. "Listen, Blackjack," I said, wishing I had Percy's ability to talk to horses and pegasi, "I really, really need your help." I told him my plan, and I don't know if he understood, but he dropped the sugar cube out of his mouth and let me mount. "Thank you," I sighed in relief. "Thank you, thank you."

Without hesitation, we flew up to Mount Olympus. The trip was silent. I didn't dare speak – too many thoughts were running around in my head, too many doubts; if I opened my mouth the wrong thing would come out. As we passed the courtyard, though, I could still see Percy standing on the edge, pitching himself off the building, crashing to the bottom…

No. I was going to change all that.

As Blackjack touched down in the Mount Olympus courtyard, I jumped off his back and saw the giant golden gates open for me once more. I ignored all respect and ran straight into the throne room. I could tell the gods were in the middle of a council, but they all stopped when they saw me; some had expressions of fear, some annoyance, but my father only had eyes filled with awe. "Thalia," he said, "What are you doing here?"

"Listen," I said, "I have an idea. I think I know how to fulfill the prophecy."

"Is the prophecy something that must be fulfilled?" Athena said slyly, throwing me a stern look. As politely as possible, I ignored her.

"I have a plan," I said, and I told them everything. Most of them gasped, but I could see Zeus thinking this over, and when he looked at Poseidon and they both nodded, I knew it would work.

"I do not know if we have the sufficient amount of power," Zeus said at first, "but I think we can try."

"Wait," Athena yelled, standing up in anger. I knew that by doing this her entire plan would fall apart. "What if this choice destroys Olympus? This may be the wrong move."

"Relax, daughter," Zeus said, and I felt a strange need to relax, even though he wasn't talking to me. "I believe Thalia is correct. This is her choice. What if we do not do this and Olympus is destroyed?"

"There's no way of knowing," Poseidon said, nodding and staring at me with admiration. "I believe this just may work."

"So what do I have to do?" I asked.

"Nothing," Zeus replied. "You won't even remember this, am I correct?"

"Please," Athena begged. "Do you not see what you're doing? You're switching Percy and Thalia. So, my lord, you're allowing yourself to change your daughter into a pine tree for six years?"

Zeus shook his head. "If that is what must be done. I will switch their places. Percy will not run away from home, will not die. Thalia, I cannot guarantee what your future will hold."

"I'll be a pine tree," I said, shrugging. "Sounds like an adventure."

"This is what the child of the prophecy is choosing," Zeus said, sighing. "This is what it shall be. Child, step outside. You cannot see this."

A hint of a smile crossed my face and I left the throne room. I could practically feel the heat coming off the gods as they changed to their true forms. I had succeeded.

Barely a second went by before my knees gave way. Pain exploded from my chest and I gasped, falling to the floor. It was working. It was…

Everything went black.

Grover's POV, on top of Half-Blood Hill

"Thalia! Come on, I have to get you to safety!" I yelled. Monsters were everywhere. Thalia was wounded, too. Rain poured down on us, soaking me from my hooves to my shaggy hair.

Thalia drew her sword instead. "Get Annabeth and Luke to safety first. I'll cover you."

"No!" Annabeth yelled, even though she was only seven. Still, her young mind grasped the severity of the situation. "Too many!"

"She's right," Luke agreed. "Even the daughter of Zeus can't kill that many monsters."

The way he said it, as if he was jealous of Thalia, made my fur crawl but I didn't say anything. All three Kindly Ones were after us and we couldn't stay here. "Are you sure?" I asked Thalia. She could take care of herself, couldn't she?

No, my mind screamed, you know she can't.

So instead, I grabbed Annabeth and Luke and hauled them over the camp boundary. Just as I was turning around to get Thalia, I heard Annabeth shriek and felt Luke break away to hold her.

The monsters had all rushed Thalia at once. Nobody could've escaped that. Not even the daughter of Zeus.

When the onslaught broke away, I saw Thalia. She had been bit, mauled and scratched more than anyone could survive. She was either dying or dead, and there was nothing I could do.

We locked eyes. Her bright blue irises almost twinkled and then they went vacant.

I'm not really sure how it happened after that. I was just coming to terms with the fact that I'd failed my keeper's assignment and gotten the most powerful half-blood ever killed, when everything changed.

I blinked once, and Thalia was gone. After rubbing my eyes again, I found that a pine tree stood where she had fallen. All the monsters were gone. The tree seemed to be holding them back, away from the hill.

I muttered a satyr's prayer, thanked the gods and took a wailing Annabeth and stoic Luke to the Big House.

And for some reason, I had an odd feeling of déjà vu.

~FIN

A/N – So that's the end of the story! Thanks for everyone who read it, it means so much to me, and please please please review! Thanks!