ALL CHATACHTERS BELONG TO RICK RIORDAN, NOT ME AS MUCH I WISHED THEY DID.

    PERCY'S POV

Prologue

A few years ago, I fell into Tartarus - both again and literally.

I was completely underground in Tartarus, when I heard a voice - an ancient, evil one chanting something that I couldn't understand. Then, all of a sudden, I didn't remember anything about Camp Half-Blood, or the Argo ll, or my mom; basically anything from before that moment. Instead, I had a desire to serve Tartarus - forever.