The dreadful day had come for Percy and his sister. The final straw. Finally pitted against each other like a cruel twist of fate, something that could break the siblings. Both swords were drawn, but neither wanted to do this, but they had to, to survive.

Percy had just fought countless monsters, only to end up fighting the one he couldn’t truly face. This plan had to be Luke or Kronos’ doing, who else would enjoy seeing the two fight more than them? This was not fair, at all to the two.