I woke up to find myself in my room in my father's underwater palace.

I looked down at my chest and found no wound. Was Pontus a dream? I think not! As far as I knew, even ambrosia doesn't completely heal wounds, it leaves a scar or two.

I groaned and tried to get up, but found out I was too weak to do so. I sighed and tried to go back to sleep.

I was interrupted when I felt someone walk in. Wait felt?

My eyes snapped open and I found my father looking at me curiously.

"What happened?" I croaked out.

"You were found in the Mariana trench by a nereid, who brought here."

"How did you come here? I thought you and Athena disappeared from the face of the earth."

My father shook his head and rubbed his temples. "I can't remember what happened. I remember blacking out, but nothing after that. The first thing I did was check up on my kingdom and then go to Olympus. Turns out, for the first time in history, Athena is nearly as clueless as me."

"Wonderful," I muttered.

"Wait son, what happened to your eyes?"

I was completely clueless so I stumbled out of bed and leaned on the mirror in my room.

"Gah!" I rubbed my eyes.

Were they even mine? I leaned in close and stared into my left eye, then the right.

"What the-"

"Language," my dad reminded.

"They're glowing!" I yelled.

"Oh I didn't notice! I must be one of the grey sisters!" My dad yelled back.

I was panicking. My irises were the same as usual, but my pupils were glowing a dark shade of blue. Don't get me wrong, I like blue, but this blue was unlike any other blue I'd seen before. Imagine the sun was blue, that's what this looked like.

Clearly my dad was panicking as well, since he was muttering to himself and pacing around the room. It was all because of that dam jewel!

I was about to tell my dad about Pontus, when all the blood in body seemed to start rushing to my head.

There was a bright light surrounding me and I felt warm and fuzzy inside.

The glow vanished and I found myself in Pontus' ship once again.

As I approached him, his throne started to vibrate once again. I panicked and transformed my watch into a shield.

The primordial simply smirked at me. "Ah my dear champion, how nice to see you looking all healthy and godly!"

I was too stunned to speak. Champion? Godly?

"Oh of course, don't worry, you're not a god yet..."

"What did you do to me?"

Pontus frowned and looked like he'd just been accused of stealing candy. "What did I do to you? Nothing. My throne holds the power of the sea and it chose you! It had chosen Oceanus and he didn't complain!"

"Your throne chose me for what?"

Pontus rolled his eyes and leaned back on his 'throne'.

"Tell me, do you really think I would leave my domain and attack mount Olympus? I'd be vulnerable and with you running around, I'd be in danger!"

I honestly didn't get why I'm seen as a threat by everyone. I'm just a seventeen years old kid!

"How does this rock help you?"

"For starters, it's a crystal so learn the difference. You see, you're bound to me, so I could get you to do my dirty work for me. Rip the gods apart from the inside."

I started at him like he was crazy. I then got mad.

I lunged to punch him in the nose, but my hand just bounced off an invisible barrier.

"Glad it works," Pontus mumbled. "Now go and destroy the Olympian throne room. Blow it up with the enhanced powers you have from me."

"Go to Tartarus!"

"I will give you power, Perseus Jackson, power from a Primordial, the third being to inhabit the Earth."

I just stared at him while picking out dirt from my nails.

Pontus huffed and looked at me incredulously. "How about a deal?"

I rolled my eyes at him.

"You blow up the throne room and I allow you and your loved ones to live happily until they die of natural causes. No tricks."

"Drown yourself, I'm not listening to you. Let me go back."

He sighed and threw his hands up in defeat. "You're willing to protect the ones who voted for your death, put your life at risk every year of your life and plotted to kill you? What kind of complex is this? Superiority complex, cool kids group complex thing?"

I was sort of surprised he knew about all this.

"Some of them aren't my favorite, but there are a few of them who I love and I won't let you kill them."

Pontus looked ready to pull his hair out of his head and enroll himself in a mental asylum.

"You are truly special," he muttered.

"I've been told."

"No honestly," he said, " I don't know any other being in existence who could stick to one side no matter how much trash is thrown at them!"

"What trash?" I questioned.

Pontus was so fed up, he slammed his palm on his face so hard I could feel it.

"ARE YOU KIDDING ME?"

"No."

"I need to have a word with your mother," he muttered.

"What? Why?"

"Do you seriously not see the patern in the gods' behaviour? Like SERIOUSLY? I get that you're not a child of Athena, but you're more than intelligent enough to know you're being used."

"But when Athena wanted me to die, Zeus and Hera supported me."

Pontus rolled his eyes. "So you're saying that Zeus supported you because he cared for your life and wanted you to be safe and out of harms way?" Pontus asked leaning forward with an incredulous look on his face.

"That's rhetorical."

"Answer me!"

"Yes!"

"Wrong!" Pontus said and leaned back on his throne.

"The only reason why they want you alive is so that if there's another threat, they have their pawn ready."

I just starred at him. It was as if I had been a tool all along.

What he said made sense but either ways, the gods probably cared for my friends and I now that we've helped them out so much.

"I'll let you go now because you're still ignorant and naive. We shall meet again once you're mature enough."

I was about to say something, but was teleported back to my room in my dad's palace, where he was panicking and Amphridite was comforting him.

I cleared my throat in order to draw attention to myself.

They saw me and looked relieved.

"What happened?" My father asked.

"Pontus," I replied, and proceeded to tell him everything that happened to me.

My father nodded his head and thought for a moment.

"We'll take this matter to Olympus to discuss. Don't worry, we can stop him if he tries attacking us. Rest for now and we'll go to Olympus first thing tomorrow morning."

I nodded and crashed onto my bead, causing Amphridite to scowl and my father to chuckle.

"How ungraceful of you to collapse on your bed like that. Where's the grace of a prince?" Amphridite asked.

I simply stuck my tongue out and snuggled into my comforter.

My father chuckled and the two of them left me to my thoughts.

I didn't believe Pontus. I knew I was close to my father and a lot of the other gods. I had proven myself. My eyelids started to slowly droop and I soon drifted off to sleep.