Your not the hero, Rachel had said, It will affect what you do "Please," Luke Groaned. "no time." If Kronos evolved into his true from we couldn't stop him. The line from the prophecy- Hero's soul, cursed blade shall reap. your world turned upside down. I handed Luke the knife. Grover yelped. "Percy- are you..." Crazy? Insane? Off my rocker? Probably. But you watches Luke grip the handle of it, you stood before him, defenseless. He unmatched his armor. With difficulty, he stabbed himself. It wasn't a deep cut but Luke howked, his eyes glowed, the room shook, and the bright light hit brighter, you shut your eyes. It was silent for a long time. When you opened your eyes, Luke was sprawled on the floor, blood around him.* "Good... Blade.." He croaked. You knelt next him, so did Annabeth. Luke gazed at Annabeth- "You know I almost killed you but you knew..." "Shhh-" Her voice trembled. "You were a hero at the end, Luke. You will go to Elysium."