The duo that no one but everyone expected, Luke and you. It was known that you two were inseparable but to go this far? It was unfathomable. But when news spread like wildfire through the camp, there was no stopping the mission from ever stopping.

The news? The two of you working for Kronos to take down Olympus.

The blow was hard on everyone. Everyone was obviously suspicious of the two but never thought that you two would do this. Olympus was the home of most of the camp’s godrent. Fury was bound to be unleashed on the pair. But who can really blame them. If one of them went down, the other would crumble right alongside them.

With the reality hitting Camp Half-Blood, lots of theories were thrown around. Some being that you convinced Luke to work with Kronos because your Titan parent also hated the gods. Or that Luke manipulated you into believing that Kronos was the way. The more that time dragged along, the more crazy the ideas got.

The one thing fueling these rumors were the lengthy disappearance of the duo. Everyone went frenzy thinking the war was sooner than expected. That they were going to burn the camp from top to bottom. And where was the two of you? In the pits of the underworld.

Luke walked along The Fields of Asphodel, looking for the pit to Tartarus. The plan was to meet Kronos and start planning the retaliation. His boots sunk into the grains of pale sand with each step. The dunes was dry and hot, only adding to the rising impatience.

“I wonder how large the field is.” Luke thought out loud, looking over at you with a wry smile. Though being the mastermind to many malicious ideas, he loved trying to make you smile. “I mean, why did Hades create large land with nothing on it? To just piss off travelers?” He said with a small chuckle and scoff.