Alternate TLO Ending: Prince of Time
(This takes place when Percy, Annabeth and Grover are in the throne room at the end of TLO Instead of being given a gift, Percy's "reward" is a bit harsher.)
"We have a problem, and I think that you could solve it," Apollo said thoughtfully.
"What do you mean? Don't you think we've already done enough?" I muttered, just quietly enough that none of them heard.
"You see, we need to get rid of Kronos."I swallowed, confused. "I think that's already been done? Luke..."
"No. Kronos, his conciousness will regather. And that's why we need you. You see, we can't destroy Kronos - because he is in charge of time; and time is needed for survival. We can however, pass his powers on to someone else and that will make sure that he can never do anything like this again - he will not have the power to."
"Well why haven't you done that before?" I was still absolutely confused."We could not." Apollo refused to elaborate, and from the look on the other god's face, I decided not to say anything."And that is where you come in..."
Suddenly, Annabeth's eyes widened and she began to shake her head, and then began to run, tears streaming down her face, out of the room. I stood there frozen, still not sure what they meant.
Athena sighed, and shook her head. "We will take Kronos' powers and transfer them to you."
I stared at her, disbelieving.
"How? What... No! I don't want that. I don't want to be-"She raised an eyebrow.
"You don't want to be immortal? You don't want power? I would much before it to be my daughter, but - the risks..." She froze, realising what she had just said.
Poseidon turned to me, a sad look in his eye. "You don't have a choice. There is no choice."
"Wait! Wouldn't that make me a TITAN?"
"No. Not if... look it's complicated!"
"I don't want this." I said coldly.
"Aah, but we have to get rid of Kronos and this is the only way. You are the only demigod we could choose - because of your invulnerability."I jolted, not realising that they all knew.
"Of course we have realised what you did. Your Achilles heel. We know everything, we see everything," Apollo spoke, sounding slightly sad.
"Why don't you just give one of yourselves all this power, huh?" I asked, and they remained silent. I knew that something was off. Did they know of a risk I didn't?
Zeus, his eyes cold, told me "This is your reward, for saving Olympus."
"Then I don't want a reward."
They all looked uncomfortable. "You don't have a choice."
"After everything I do for you - this is what you give me?"
"Immortality, what is wrong with that?" one of them scoffed, but there was a hesitant tone in his voice.
I said nothing.
"Don't worry Percy..." I heard a voice say, as if from a distance. My vision started to fade, and bright lights started to flash before my eyes...
I woke up, dizzy, but when I opened my eyes I felt more powerful then I ever had before.
"What's going on?" I muttered, seeing that I was still in the throne room.
Poseidon smiled wryly. "Hail Perceus Jackson, my son, God of Time."
What? Confused, I stood up slowly, and looked around. I recalled what had just happened. I wasn't a demigod anymore! I sighed despite all this, knowing what it meant for my life - and worried about why they had done this.
Exhausted and annoyed, I shrugged, and said in a low voice "I'm leaving." I didn't wait for arguments, but walked out of the throne room, my head hurting, as I waited for the elevator to go back outside.
When I walked out of the building, I saw all the campers turn to stare at me.
"Are you.... ok?" Annabeth asked, and I looked away, not sure how to answer. Of course I wasn't ok.
"I umm... I'll be fine."
As we climbed into the minibus, empty seats that had on the way been filled surrounding us, she whispered "What did they do?"
I laughed humourlessly. "They made me a god."
She started to laugh, and then stared at how serious I was and began to cry.
Silently, I buried my head in my hands... I couldn't take this anymore.
I wish I was back years ago. Years ago. Years ago.
I was falling. Falling so fast...
And when I opened my eyes, I was standing in front of camp.
I ran up to the Big House, where I saw Chiron standing, looking anxious. But he had been in New York with us, just minutes ago...
"Who are you?" he asked, studying my face.
"Excuse me?" I stuttered, wondering how he could forget a face that easily. And then it dawned on me.
"Chiron, what year is it?"
"What year is it? It's 2004.
I've decided that in this story 2004 shall be the year BEFORE Lightening Thief took place as I don't have the books with me to check the real dates or anything.
Hope you enjoyed this chapter. Let me know any suggestions you have.
~Star of Calamity