What if... Kronos won the war?

twenty-one

Charlie's Pov

‼️trigger warning: alcoholism and addiction‼️

"Oh you're here." I heard, from my right. I opened my eyes and saw Nico looking down at me. "Shove off, I'm not in the mood to talk to you." I said, flipping over to my left arm before wincing. "Why don't you just use water, it's quicker and it saves us supplies." He said, arguing with me. "Oh I don't know, maybe cause I can't control water anymore?" I said, glaring at him. "Oh please, it couldn't be that bad. We got my dad, your dad and Athena to maybe figure something out." Nico said, rolling his eyes and grabbing my arm. "They haven't told me anything, but it is getting a little better." I said, sitting up so he could look at it easier. "I mean, we probably should've expected that from them, but you still could use water to heal you, or Percy could've done it." He said, grabbing the nectar.

"It doesn't work like that dumbass, only I could heal myself with the water." I said, wining as he poured it. "How'd you even get this?" Nico asked, wrapping a bandage around the cut. "Connor cut me." I said, looking at the floor. "Why aren't you two talking? Everything's been really tense since you two started fighting." Nico asked, sitting next to me. "I don't think he ever trusted Ethan, rightfully so too, he joined back up with Kronos, and now he's mad at me for trusting him, and I'm mad at him because he could've had a little faith in me, even if I was wrong. And something else but only Bee knows about it." I said, furrowing my eyebrows. "He's not mad at you, he just wants to talk, and I know that you want to talk to him, no matter how much you'll deny it." He said, putting his hand on my shoulder. I nodded my head and stood up.

"I'm not going to stay in here any longer. I need to get back to training with Percy and Bee, they've been helping me get the control back." I said, walking to the door with Nico. "Just be careful, I really don't want you back in here." Nico said, walking out with me. "Why not? Hate me already?" I asked, shoving his shoulder with mine. "I've hated you for a while." He said, smiling. "Sure you have." I said, walking to cabin three.

"Bee? Percy?" I asked, walking in. No one answered so I started to look around the cabin, but they weren't anywhere. I decided to give them a minute or two before I went out to find them. "Charlie? Can I please come in?" Connor asked, knocking on the door. "Piss off." I said, lying on my bed. "I'm coming in." He said, opening the door. "What do you not understand about me telling you to piss off? I don't want to see you Stoll." I said, standing up from my bed. "I need to know why you won't talk to me. It's driving me insane Cha.." He said, trailing off at the end. "I can't tell you." I whispered looking down. "Why? Why can't you tell me this one thing?" He asked, raising his voice and walking over to me. "Because it could jeopardize everything! You know we're going to be fighting this war and I need to focus more now than ever!" I yelled, looking up at him now that we were face to face. "Then let me help you! You're my best friend, I'm not going to let you do this on your own Cha!" He yelled back, looking down at me. "If you help me you'll die! I'm not going to let you die Connor!" I yelled, taking a step closer to him. "If I die helping you then it'd be worth it!" He yelled, talking a few steps back throwing his hands around. "No! I'm the reason everyone died! You're not going to be another death caused by my birth!" I yelled, my voice breaking at the end.

"Cha, I won't die, not if it means winning the war with you." He said, looking back at me. "You don't even know if we're going to win! We could all die, you could die! I would've be able to live with myself if you died!" I yelled, crying and throwing my hands around. "I can't lose you, Connor." I whispered, looking at him. "You won't, I promise you, you won't lose me." He said, walking over to me. "I have a bad feeling about this war, something bad is going to happen, and it's not going to be a death, it's going to be worse, I know it." I said, crying. "You don't know that." He said, hugging me.