Broken Loyalty

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In the Pit

Típota knelt as Athena stood in front of Tartarus. Tartarus had a grin on his face.

"Something happen," Athena asked?

"I found what I was looking for and I fixed part of the problem," Tartarus simply said. "Now we can take the gods and their children down. Once we kill the immortals they will reform here and here they will stay. Athena cracked a smile.

"I can't wait." Tartarus turned to Típota.

"Get my army ready."

"Yes Master." Típota disappeared.

"He seems more obedient," Athena pointed out.

"He had a punishment recently. It was what took me so long to call this meeting. I punished him and then he had to heal." Athena shrugged, it was none of her business.

At Camp

Training and wait, that is what was going on for two weeks in Camp. Many of the gods had now come to help, they all wanted to be there after Apollo suggested that two days ago the final battle would be soon. Everyone was on edge as they prepared. The gods and the older demigods were worried since they had not found out who the 'Traitor' was. Many were afraid that their last day would be soon, in fact the gods had allowed the families of the demigods to come to the Camp for a day. Many were distraught since they did not know whether or not they would see their loved one again as they had to leave. Some had tried to get their loved one to come with them, however all were refused by that loved one. They knew that even if they survived when Tartarus attacked that there would be no safe for them if Tartarus won. So everyone stayed and waited. Finally, on a dark rainy day the final attack came. Demigods dressed in their armor stood in lines ready to defend their home. All the gods that weren't afraid to fight against Tartarus stood with the demigods, including all the four daughters of Styx and Pallas. They faced an army bigger than the gods had ever seen together at once. In front of the army stood two beings. One was dressed in a simple pair of jeans and the other in a brown cloak.

"Today everyone here shall die," Tartarus's booming voice announced. He was giddy of anticipation for the battle. Poseidon turned to everyone.

"Do not give up hope children. Though things seem impossible now, things change. We can and will be victorious." His speech, yet small, helped the moral of the demigods there. The older ones especially, after all they had fought with Percy and had won against unimaginable odds.

"It begins," Athena said. Others thought that she meant the battle, but in her mind she meant the end.

"Típota," Tartarus said.

"Yes Master." Típota turned to the monster army.

"No one lives, everyone dies." The monsters, Giants, and remaining Titans moved with excitement. They were going to get their revenge for all the times they had been sent to Tartarus, for all the times that they had been killed. Típota willed the border away and the battle began.

Bia stood in her armor, her sword slashing at whatever got close to her. The battle had begun and battlefield was thrown into chaos. None of the gods or demigods had died yet and they were able to push back the first wave that came towards them. Though this was a good thing she knew that it wouldn't last for long. The enemy number was just so big that they could hold them off without casualties forever. When was Percy going to help? He needed to do it soon or death would soon come to their side. Bia was fighting a group of cyclops and did not notice the being getting closer to her, that was until the being snatched her in his arms. Tartarus cackled as he grabbed Bia.

"Got you," he whispered into her ear. Louder so everyone would hear he spoke.

"Stop, he commanded in such away everyone stopped to look. "I have what you all have been searching for, the "Golden" female!" Dread fell over the ones that knew the prophecy as confusion settled over the ones that did not.

"Bia," Nike called, flying running to rescue her sister. Tartarus took out his knife a put it near Bia's throat.

"I wouldn't little goddess, one more move and the golden, winged, goddess dies. Nike stopped, not daring to get closer.

"Típota," Tartarus called. Típota appeared next to Tartarus.

"Yes Master?"

"Kill the goddess." Bia's eyes widened as Típota pulled out one of his swords.

"As you wish Master." He went to strike.

"Percy," she cried confusing all of the gods and demigods. "Don't do this! Remember a couple weeks ago near the Lethe! Remember you were going to help us!" Tartarus held up his hand and Típota stopped mid strike.

"He does not remember little goddess, I made him forget again."

"Percy," Poseidon asked stepping forward. "What about Percy?" Tartarus laughed.

"The little goddess here found out my secret. After some others and I tortured Perseus, who you all graciously gave to me, I cast a spell on him using the Lethe to make him mine. I trained him and once that was done I decided to get my revenge against you gods. A certain being then came to me with a prophecy.

There is nothing to do but wait

He shall come to clean the slate

A Traitor among your midst

All because of one Who was missed

A spell that only the Golden might break

If she can a Hero she will again make

Olympus to Preserve or Raze

Again it is up to the Hero to Save.

I shall come to clean the slate, the traitor made a deal with me, Bia broke the spell over Perseus and you were all going to win. That was until I found the two together talking about fooling me. I again washed away Perseus's memories and made him mine. Once the little goddess is killed there is nothing you can all do! Now kill her Típota!" Tartarus help Bia in front of him as Típota went to strike. Tears fell from Bia's eyes.

"I love you Percy," she said as Típota pierced her with his sword, pushing through her,