What if, when he was twelve, Percy had been the one wearing the special trapped shoes? What if his friends and co-questers hadn't been able to catch him before he fell? This is the story of Percy as he grows up in Tartarus. We already know that he would do anything to protect his friends, so why not his former enemy? When Kronos is all that can keep Percy alive in this terrifying environment, Percy must learn to survive in this place called Tartarus. He grows up believing that he owes everything to Kronos and his minions - after all, they do refer to him as 'My Prince'. They helped him survive; if he ever owed anyone, he must owe these guys. And also, no one can be all bad, as they even let him occasionally talk with his friends that are back up in what everyone just refers to as the surface. Journey along with twelve-year-old Percy Jackson as he decides which side he truly is on, who his true friends are, and if he really is who everyone said he was. --I do not own the first fifteen chapters, the epilogue, or description. Those belong to the wonderful writer @Fire-of-Stars and I feel honored to continue this story (and I feel honored to let her tie it all together). I am sad to see her leave Wattpad, but I hope that her amazing story continues through me. We do not own Percy Jackson.

Annabeth managed to escape Tartarus and join the seven in the war against Gaea, but Percy was left behind. Now, three centuries later the Doors of Death are opening again and nine heroes descend into the Pit. The events which follow, none of them could have anticipated. Everyone says that time heals all wounds, but Percy knows it leaves only scars. But, Percy supposes, without time he would never have found a place where he truly belonged. Currently being rewritten