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"Dad!" Percy called out again. "Percy? Where are you? I-I can't see you!" Poseidon had never sounded so weak. Percy barely recognized his voice.

"Dad I'm okay, but this isn't. You're drowning people who fight for you, there are sick children down here dad." Percy called out. "No, I protected them. If they are in the clinic they're safe from my waters. And if they had nothing to do with your death, this won't kill them. I swear on the Styx." Thunder followed the sentence as Percy remembered the request he made to Artemis about Leo and Annabeth. Artemis had come to take Annabeth a while ago to help find Adrien.

"Dad, Annabeth isn't here. You're just destroying the camp. It's okay, you have to withdraw the water."

Percy didn't receive a verbal answer.

The water had calmed down and cleared a little more so Percy could see, and Percy could control it now if he wanted to, but he didn't have to. Poseidon lowered it down on his own. It took a bit of time for Poseidon to transfer the water back to his home domain, so Percy swam to the bottom to grab his sunken armor.

Once the armor was in his grasp, he called out to Hephaestus.

Can you bring me back?

Percy asked.

You're enveloped in Poseidon's domain. It's hard to get your location to get you out of there. Hephaestus responded.

Okay, so Percy needed to get out of the water.

Alright, I'll be out soon.

The water was shallow, and Percy propelled himself to the trees, knowing full well Poseidon would be looking for him once the water was drained.

Percy caught a glimpse of his father. He didn't look like the powerful God of the seas that Percy knew him as. Percy remembered what his father had looked like when protecting his kingdom from Oceanus, and he noticed that he didn't look like that either. He looked the most human that Percy had ever seen him.

His dull and murky sea-green eyes darted around him frantically. "Percy? Where are you?" He called out when he couldn't see his son. His cry was met with silence from the soaked and cold demigods.

A small voice answered him. "Why are you calling for Percy? Is he here?" Kai asked, her sea-green eyes widening in excitement.

The water was lifting off of her as she spoke, and Percy wondered if she even knew she was doing that on purpose. Poseidon looked at her in faint surprise.

"What is your name child?" Poseidon asked his granddaughter. "It's Kai. Kai... Jackson." She said, her voice sounding unsure about adding the last name that seemed so foreign to her. "You look just like him," Poseidon said with a sad smile. "No, Kai. He isn't here."

Poseidon straightened himself out as Chiron stepped out. The old centaur, having not been spared from the flash flood caused by Poseidon, stood in front of the god, and nodded his head in greeting. "Your brother is requesting you." The centaur told his half brother.

Percy, now dressed in all of his armor, connected with Hephaestus again. Okay, let's go.

The god of blacksmiths didn't answer. In fact, a low buzzing sound answered instead.

Poseidon was looking somewhere behind Chiron, at somewhere Percy couldn't see. But he didn't have to see to know who Poseidon was looking at.

"Ken--"

"Such a pathetic old man. You fücked yourself over." Kenneth's voice stated.

Percy didn't dare show himself, as he knew Kenneth would reveal who was under Clockwork's helmet in seconds.

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