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Once you're in you may never come out. It keeps you prisoner for the rest of eternity, never releasing you from it's hold. The only one who can save and release you is it's own creator. That is if he allows you to leave...
Disclaimer: I do not own PJO nor Mythology.
Percy felt himself getting weaker. He shouldn't have put so much energy into the shockwave, but he had no other choice. If he wouldn't have done it, his friends would've been killed. He couldn't have any more people die because of him. He needed to leave; he needed to save Artemis before he started to disappear from existence.
In the distance, Percy saw Aphrodite and Thalia running towards him. He couldn't have anybody interfere with his time. Not even his mother.
Quickly, Perseus snapped his fingers making the black dragon immediately grow to its full size. As Perseus began to mount the dragon, Zoë got out of her shock and ran toward him.
Percy paused for a moment as Zoë neared him. "What do you want?"
Zoë snorted. "I want to go save my lady. I know thou are going, and if that is the case, I want to go too."
"What makes you think I'm going to save her?" Perseus narrowed his eyes.
"Because I know that thou have somehow known her before she turned cold. Thou have a connection with Artemis." Zoë responded.
Percy laughed. "That doesn't mean that I'm going to save her. I may as well leave her for dead."
Zoë's jaw clenched. "Stop it, boy! I know thou care's about her as much as I do. I know that thou aren't the person that you say you are."
"Just take me with thee."
Perseus hesitated. "I don't think it's a good idea…"
"Look, Perseus… I must save my lady. Just-just p-please take me with thee." Zoë struggled to say the last sentence. She never begged, especially not to a boy, but it was necessary. If it would get Perseus to take her, then she would do anything.
Percy sighed. "Fine."
Perseus quickly helped Zoë climb on once he saw that the others were getting out of their shock, and that Aphrodite and Thalia were nearing them. But that wasn't all that made him want to leave, it was the air. It had the scent of death; of blood. He needed to leave.
The air had become colder, the skies grew darker, and the ground seemed to tremble. Aphrodite and Thalia stopped when they saw a big flash of lightning strike through the sky. Something was troubling Zeus.
Hermes appeared a moment after, his eyes wide with fear. His hands were shaking as he took a parchment out of his bag where he carried all his mail. He swallowed and cleared his throat while he unraveled the parchment out. He let out a shaky breath as he started to read it out loud. "Lord Zeus has called upon all the Olympian gods for a meeting. He requires the presence of Aphrodite and Perseus Jackson. If anybody wishes not to attend, there will be a severe punishment." With his hands shaking, he took out some golden cuffs from his bag. "Aphrodite… will you come here?"
Aphrodite stepped forward, confused. "Eh, okay…"
In one fast motion, Hermes placed the golden cuffs on Aphrodite. "I'm sorry…" Hermes said, his head facing the ground.
"W-what's the meaning of this?!" Aphrodite growled.
Hermes turned to face Ares. "I would advise you to go to Olympus. Your presence will be needed, Ares."
Ares looked like he had been slapped. "I don't understand… Why would you do that to Aphrodite? She has done nothing wrong. She's innocent!"
"It is Zeus's orders… She has committed a crime." Hermes said. He grabbed Aphrodite's arm, and quickly flashed away.
Hermes and Aphrodite appeared in a very bright room. It took Aphrodite awhile to realize that they were in the throne room. All the gods were very silent; the room was tense. Each god had a different expression on their features. Some looked very displeased, a few looked disgusted, others looked very sad, and some just couldn't seem to decide on what emotion to show. Zeus was the only one that looked to be calm and composed.
After a long moment of silence, Zeus looked around and asked, "Is that everybody, Athena?"
Athena looked confused for a moment, but quickly, she shook her head and said, "No, my lord. We still need Ares and Artemis… but since Artemis is clearly incapable of coming, we only need Ares to be present."
"Then we'll have to start without him," Zeus faced Aphrodite. "You do know why you're here, right?"
Aphrodite shook her head. "No, my lord. Hermes just said that I committed a crime. I have done nothing wrong."
Zeus laughed coldly. "Oh, but you have. I also see that Perseus isn't here… Was he too afraid of facing the king of the gods? Tell me, how long have you been hiding him from us? A few hundred years perhaps, or maybe… a thousand? Be honest, Aphrodite. I have Apollo here to tell me whether you're telling the truth or not."
"I don't believe I quite follow…"
"Don't lie, Aphrodite! We know the truth now! Poseidon had the guts to tell me about your little affair with him. He told us about that son that you had with him, too. Just admit it and your punishment will be less severe."
Aphrodite turned to Poseidon. "You told him?"
"I'm sorry, Aphrodite. This has to be fixed." Poseidon said, his head facing the ground. He didn't dare look at her.
"You see, Aphrodite? He wants things to be right. We can't have that monstrosity of yours running around, can we? He has to leave." Zeus said coldly.
It took Aphrodite awhile to understand what he was talking about. But once she realized that he was talking about her son, something in her snapped. "Don't talk about my son like he's a monster from Tartarus! He's not. He has done nothing wrong. Why would you want him gone? He may even help us through this war!"
Everyone gasped as Aphrodite talked back to the king. Nobody talked back to Zeus. Maybe his wife could do that, but that would be in private. Not in front of the council. Zeus looked surprised for a moment, but he immediately masked his surprise with indifference. "He is a monster. He has gotten my daughter imprisoned by that Titan, Atlas. He has stirred up Kronos himself. This has to be fixed. Once he's gone, the war that you speak of will never happen. Everything will be fixed."
"Nothing will be fixed, Zeus! My son has been on this earth for millennia! If it were to be my son's fault, then the war would've happened centuries ago. And besides, I don't even know where my son is. He was hidden by Poseidon. I've tried to find him, but it's impossible. I don't even know if he's alive!" Aphrodite was on the verge of tears. It took all of her self control to not let her emotions take over her.
Zeus laughed. "Poseidon said that you hid him in a forest millennia ago. A few days after he was born, actually. You're lying! He's alive and you know exactly where he is. You thought you had us fooled