The "Game"

"... Meanwhile, we have a game for you!" Lachesis exclaimed.

"Ah, yes," Atropos said. "See, our issue is that many of you don't know each other beyond a surface level. More importantly, the Audience doesn't know you beyond the basic level. As such, each of you will say your names, your age, your significant other, and your last time having sex, with who."

"And why the hell would we do that?" I asked.

"You're supposed to start anyways, so you'll understand the folly of your question," Lachesis said, and my eyes widened in horror as I could no longer control my mouth.

"I'm Percy Jackson," I began, "I'm 22, Annabeth Chase is my girlfriend. The last time we had sex was 4 years ago, a week before I was captured by the Pit, with Annabeth."

"I'm Annabeth Chase," Annabeth began directly after me, control over her speech taken by the Fates as well. "I'm 22, Percy Jackson was my boyfriend. The last time I had sex was 1 year ago, with Piper."

Now, see, I know you're asking: OH MY GOD, SHE CHEATED? ARE YOU ANGRY? Or all that bullshit, but see, I'm not angry, or surprised. I was taken by the Pit 4 years before everyone died. Everyone assumed I was dead, Annabeth included. Secondly, let me explain what happened. They beat some of the Pit's monsters, and they got drunk after, and well, they did something they didn't mean to. How do I know, you ask? Because the Pit thought that that would **** me some more. It did, but not the way he hoped. I was just sad that Annabeth wasn't going to move on from me unless she was drunk.

"I'm Sally Jackson-Blofis, I'm 37," Mom said, cutting into my ADHD rant. "My husband was Paul Blofis. The last time I had sex was 3 weeks ago."

Atropos chuckled. "It was 3 weeks before your Thread was cut. The world survived for another 3 years after."

That was true. I still remember the day that the Pit killed my mom.

I stood in my prison, my straightjacket made of Celestial Bronze stopping me from moving.

I wasn't sure how long it had been since the Pit kidnapped me from my bed, but all I know was the days were blending through.

I mean, of course they would. There's only four walls that are pitch black, and occasionally Tartarus pulls up and tortures me, but there's no rhyme to my life anymore.

Suddenly, Tartarus teleported into my room.

"Sea Spawn," Tartarus said snidely. "How are you doing~~?"

"Fuck you," I said, spitting at him.

"Ah, such rebellion, even now," Tartarus chuckled. "I have good news for you today."

"You're dying today?" I asked.

Tartarus laughed so deeply, the sounds echoed. "No, such a possibility is beyond likelihood. I'd tell you, but showing you is more enjoyable. Do enjoy my gift to you for having you here for a year, Sea Spawn."

Tartarus tapped my eyes, and suddenly I could see through the eyes of a hellhound jumping through New York City.

At first, I tried willing the hellhound to move in the opposite direction of where he was going, but it seemed like Tartarus just gave me sight, no control.

Wait, I recognized that building.

In a moment of clarity, the roads and the buildings all became clear to me.

The hellhound was down the street from my mom's apartment.

The dog went to the building and bounded up the elevator shaft, going to the floor my mom's apartment was on. I begged, I tried to take control, but nothing would happen.

The hellhound broke through the door, and found my sister's bedroom. In one bite, he bit half of my sister off, to my despair and anger.

After he killed my sister, he broke through the wall, landing in my mom's bedroom. Without a second thought, he bit Paul's lower half off.

"AHHHH!" Paul screamed in agony and fright.

Mom jumped off the bed in fright, grabbing a Celestial Bronze knife she had on her dresser.

Unfortunately, the hellhound was faster than her, and it grabbed her arm and bit it off before she could use it. Before Mom could do anything beyond scream in pain, the hellhound bit her head off.

"... Is Amphitrite," Amphitrite's voice drew me out of my traumatized memories. "I'm an immortal, so I'm not quite sure of my age. My husband was Poseidon. I had sex with him 5 or so years ago."

For me, I found it interesting that Amphitrite was able to shed the hold of the old world behind, but everyone has their own way of handling this, I suppose.

"My name is Clarisse LaRue, I'm 22. My boyfriend was Chris Rodriguez. I never had sex."

"My name is Rachel Elizabeth Dare, I'm 24. Never had a real boyfriend. Never had sex."

It made sense for those two, one having lost their boyfriend, the other being the Oracle.

"My name is Juno, I am an immortal. My husband is Jupiter. We had sex 106 years ago."

Sheesh, I was not going to touch that can of worms with a ten foot gladius.

"I'm Lucia Castellan, I'm 23. No boyfriend, no girlfriend either, last time I had sex was 4 years ago, with Jennie Xi."

If I had control over my body, I'd laugh. The last time Luke got laid was when he was at camp, with Eros' daughter.

"I'm Sadie Kane, 18. My boyfriend was Walt, Host of Anubis. I never had sex."

"Good to hear from all of you," Clotho said. "Your mobility will be returned as we read out your results."