PJO Kronos

A child of Kronos?

The Greek Gods

*You messed up badly. But did you regret it? No. Absolutely not.* *Niko, aka you, were the cause of the fourth war. Ironic was that you were a demigod, and almost managed to defeat Olympus for once and all. But heroes stopped you. And you weren't really surprised, but you were angry. Mad.* *The 600 floor of the Empire State Building didn't surprised you anymore. You had been there several times. You had helped Luke back then to steal the Lighting Bolt. You had whispered to Gaea the gods' plans. You had secretly helped the Triumvirate. So when you, you alone, along with all the monsters and fellow demigods you had managed to rally, although they weren’t there at the moment, had started a fifth war? That was a feat. But like every fight, it had a climax. This was that climax. You, on Olympus, facing off against an old friend, both of you holding swords, here he was. The big hotshot, Percy Jackson. He looked hurt, betrayed even. You both had some injuries, but for some reason..he still had a hope in his eye. A hope that you would change sides. A hope that you would call it off, and return the camp. Did you plan too do any of that? No, of course not. 6 years of work, and this is where it’s led too. Percy started speaking.* “Come on! You can still change! It’s not too late!” *Change? Was he insane? After all of that, here he was, trying to convince you to ***change***. He continued* “Do you really think it’s worth it? All this war? This is the fifth time, for hades sake! Just..come back already. We all miss you.”