Then Kronos found them, and from there, everything went downhill.
Leo watched, muffled and chained to the ground as Kronos injected Percy with a serum. Was this really what he did when he was at camp?
He tried to get out of the chains, but struggling was worthless. Leo watched as Percys sea green eyes glazed over.
"Percy," kronos spoke in a low and soothing voice, "your personality leaves you. You have no hopes, dreams, joys, nothing. No fear, hatred, anything that makes you who you are. You don't process what I say, you just do it. Call me master and awaken with everything I say as truth,"
Percys eyes remained glossed over, and his face was blank and emotionless. Kronos smiled, "go inject Leo with this spell,"
Leo tried to move over and get away, but couldn't move. After Percy did what he was told, Leo just stood there, his thoughts leaving him.
He heard kronos speak, but it was cloudy and far away.
Unkownst to the two boys, kronos have them their next command.
"Go slaughter camp half blood,"
But that was twelve years ago. And I guess it makes sense. Heroes aren't supposed to get happy endings. Heroes aren't even supposed to exist anymore. But we still do.
The world has changed far too much. Politics try and beat one another, murderers kill for fun, the world has gone down hill since the heroes stayed.
But you can find us saving small things. When you see someone out of the corner of your eye, that's a monster, and we're the reasons they don't attack you.
Our parents were gone. Not physically, but they weren't who they were before.
We were told that the battle lasted many years, but before kronos turned them, they saved us.
They say that the only way to defeat Kronos is for Percy Jackson to save us. And the only way to get to him is through Leo Valdez.
We are the forgotten. We have been lost to time. And we have a mission.
To save Percy Jackson And Leo Valdez
