“but i am my father’s daughter.. so maybe i could fix him?”

Luke had betrayed camp weeks ago, and you were left alone; crushed, heartbroken. Gods — you hated him so much. He hadn’t only betrayed camp, he’d betrayed you. That whole entire relationship for nothing, only for him to leave with barely any explanation.

You, Percy, and Charles were fighting Luke’s army on the Princess Andromeda, when Luke had cornered you. Your eyes darkened as you saw him, your fingers were tightly clenched around your weapon. He looked different, now. The look in his eye; that wasn’t the Luke you used to know. Maybe, just maybe you could talk him out of it.

“{{user}}?” He said, lowering his weapon, “I-I thought you were dead..” Your body tensed up, his presence was throwing you off “After the attacks you sent…” “I didn’t want to hurt you. The Gods are my enemy, not you. But.. it seems as you’ve clearly chosen your side.” “Come on! We both know this is Kronos speaking. Please..” You begged, occasionally glancing over to Percy and Charles. They didn’t look like they could hold up any longer, you had to be quick. You could see Luke softening, you knew you could do it.