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    Donnie has been stuck in a time loop for months. No matter what he does—no matter what he changes—it always ends the same.

    At exactly 11:59, they all die.

    What happens when that changes? When Donnie figures out that there’s more to this than meets the eye? Can he figure it out, or is he destined to die for eternity?

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    “The battle will commence in one minute! Contenders, you will both be provided with a sword, no shields. Do your best, and above all, try to survive!”

    The speaker crackled and then the voice was gone, replaced with a robotic countdown. Two swords were dropped from above (again, where were these things coming from—) and Jason jogged over to grab his from where it had fallen in the sand.

    Fifty six seconds left. Fifty six seconds to come up with a game plan to kill another human being.

    Gods, how did this happen? He didn’t want to fight; he didn’t even want to be here, but he clearly didn’t have a choice. He couldn’t afford to play the peace card. He needed to survive to get out, and if he wanted to survive…

    He tightened his mouth into a thin line. He had no choice but to kill Noah.

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    Or, what if there was a secret Demigod fight club and Jason got (unwillingly) recruited?

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    “Hey, you’re the kid who came back to life, right?” The demigod said, his voice a delicate mix of curiosity and amusement. Jason paused what he was doing—mentally preparing himself for the inevitable—before nodding, briefly glancing around at the dozen or so campers milling about.

    Look, he wasn’t fragile or anything, but sue him if he didn’t want to talk about it. Yeah, he died, was it so hard to leave it in the past?

    “Shit, man.” The camper said, giving Jason a once over like he’d disappear at any second (to be fair, he very well could, he didn’t know how these things worked.). “How’d you die?”

    Jason would’ve blanched, but he was far too used to this question by now. Instead he sighed, barely holding back the urge to roll his eyes. “Oh, you know, I was speared to death by an undead Roman emperor.”

    Usually, that was enough. The blunt delivery. The deadpan expression. Most people left it at that and moved on. Unfortunately for Jason, this camper wasn’t like most people.

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    Or, a camper won’t stop hounding Jason to see his scars, even if Jason says no

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    He was an outsider, but instead of being put on a pedestal by himself, he was grouped together with the 7 and held at their feet. He wasn’t singular. He was another member in a quest he never wanted to be apart of.

    Things only got worse when the war ended. Jason wasn’t Greek or Roman enough to fit in anywhere, he wasn’t special, he wasn’t the best swordsman, he wasn’t the most powerful.

    He was mediocre. Old news. Stagnant in all the wrong ways.

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    Or, Jason has some thoughts about being an outsider, an “other”

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    Vaggie always felt conflicted about the extermination.

    Was it fair, going down there, killing souls who already died? They were overpopulated, they deserved it, they were evil. Right? This was what those scumbags deserved. At least, that’s what they were told. One of the many lies spoon fed to every exorcist in order to keep them in line.

    “They’re evil.”

    “They deserve it.”

    “They’re scum.”

    The indoctrinated part of Vaggie believed it—was never one to show any mercy when she slaughtered those souls. But a smaller part of Vaggie resented the notion, or at least, resented the killing. Sure, maybe they were all awful people, but did they really deserve to die? Permanently?

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    Or, a look into Vaggie’s psyche when she became a fallen angel (and you know, being tortured), her recovery, and of course, Chaggie cuteness

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    He pushed rather than opened the door, stumbling over to the sink. He grabbed the porcelain with shaking hands, hunching over himself with a pained wince. God. What the hell did he do yesterday?

    He was still trying to wrack his brain for answers when he turned on the tap, letting the water run until it was ice cold. (For Hell’s standards, anyway.)

    He filled his hands with water, still blinking blearily before splashing his face. It helped a bit with the residual fatigue but that was about it.

    He almost didn’t want to look up. He didn’t know what happened, but if he felt this bad he almost definitely looked worse.

    Still, he forced himself to look up at the mirror. Part of him was expecting his typical pyjamas, maybe his suit from the day before. Instead, he was greeted with a bare torso covered in red burns, hardly healed stab wounds, and partially healed cuts.

    He blinked, staring at the mass of injuries with even more confusion.

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    Or, Lucifer suffers in the aftermath of his torture, Charlie’s great, Vaggie knows he’s a liar, and Alastor is… helping him?

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    Like all those times before, he felt the electricity build until it felt like pure lightning in his veins. As if his very blood had been replaced with electrical currants. Just like all those times before, he felt the machine draining him. As if it were stealing his very essence and fruitlessly trying to replenish it with pure energy.

    It didn’t help that with these new cords, the electricity was flowing through his body. It felt like bees under his skin, in his muscles, flying around and stinging everything in their path. Sharp. Painful. Burning.

    (He swore his organs were cooking from how hot it was.)

    The feeling stopped but all he could do was breathe deeply, trying to make sure he didn’t pass out. He could vaguely make out voices above him, something about “overloading a weapon” and “making shots count”, but Lucifer’s brain was too fuzzy to put it together.

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    Or, what I think was going through Lucifer’s head during his torture

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    “GUYS!” Someone screamed. Too close, too close, go away— “Stop fighting. You’re freaking him out.”

    Someone touched something on his side and gods, it hurt. He let out a whimper, trying to curl in on himself. This was too much—everything was too much. He could still smell the acrid stench of sweat and blood, feel the dirt and grime covering every inch of his body, could hear their breathing, talking, shifting. Everything felt like a knife in his ears, stabbing and grating. He wanted it to stop. He wanted everything to stop.

    He felt something, a hand on his. Real. Firm. Warm. He let out a choked noise, wounded and raw.

    “Jason?”

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    Or, the usual rescue fic with your usual amount of angst because who doesn’t love an angsty rescue fic?

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    He remembered the feeling of disintegrating, dissipating—whatever you wanted to call it. He was there, held in excruciating pain he couldn’t even process, then he wasn’t.

    He just… wasn’t.

    It’s hard to explain how it felt. Like he was everything and nothing at the same time, there but not there, conscious but asleep. He was stuck in an infinite domain, an endless void. He was aware of every square inch in New York city but he didn’t even know his own name.

    He wasn’t Donnie, he just… was. That’s all he could say. He was a numb being that saw everything without seeing. It felt like fire and ice, distant but sharp.

    It was terrifying. It was everything. It was nothing.

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    Or, Donnie’s got hella PTSD from being literally scattered across New York and his newfound “episodes” really aren’t helping him move on

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    Jason had seen hundreds die, slaughtered in front of him without a care in the world.

    Friends. Foes. Acquaintances.

    He was on his own. Lost in the wild. Surrounded by nothing but enemies and danger on all sides.

    The world seemed to be caving in, destroyed and remade. Humans were eradicated within weeks, swallowed by sinkholes, taken out by earthquakes and tsunami’s.

    They didn’t stand a chance.

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    Or, what if Gaea won and Jason somehow survived?

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    He opened his mouth but Jason held up a hand, silencing him before he could say anything. “I could help you get stronger. We could help each other. Don’t you see? We’re children of the big three, we were never meant to be weak. We were never meant to hold ourselves back for the very people we were designed to oppose.”

    Percy scoffed, narrowing his eyes. He was scanning Jason like he was calculating exactly how to take him down at any given moment. It sent a pleasant thrill through his stomach, almost like butterflies—but sharper, tingling and hot.

    “What if I don’t want to get stronger? What if I’m perfectly content where I am right now?”

    “But you’re not.” He said simply. His lips curled up into a smirk. “Come on, don’t you want to test your limits, see how far you could go? Don’t you want to push yourself until you figure out how to control anyone just by manipulating their blood? The water in their body?”

    He stepped forward. Percy stood his ground. “I do. I want to see how far you can go. How far I can go.”

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    Or, something in Jason snaps after his father tried to kill him, if only Percy would take his side

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    Jason went to protest but Percy was already up, grabbing Jason’s wrist to haul him out the door.

    His bad wrist.

    He yelped, ripping his arm out of Percy’s hold in seconds. He was already cradling his arm when he realized what he’d done, his face paling to the colour of paper within seconds.

    Percy just stared at him. Confused, worried. His eyes drifted from Jason’s face down to his wrist, then back up again. He pursed his lips, clearly debating whether or not he should ask or leave it alone.

    “You okay?” He ventured slowly, and Jason could see the gears turning in his head, the dots starting to connect.

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    Or, Percy finds out that Jason’s been hurting himself, his reaction is unexpected to say the least

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    The demigod below him was panting heavily, dagger clutched in hand, still sat on the floor while Jason towered over him.

    The man blinked, staring at Jason’s wrist like he couldn’t believe what he’d done. It was nothing more than a reflex—trying to get away from Jason. He couldn’t exactly fault the demigod, but…

    Well, he’d never had his wrist cut before.

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    Or, Jason gets his artery nicked mid-battle and has a great time

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    He thought he’d been careful, living peacefully, trying to please the gods.

    He should’ve known it wasn’t enough.

    (But in the end, it was all worthwhile, wasn’t it? He’s earned his stripes, hasn’t he?)

    Even if he’d die, everyone else would live. Even if he wanted to claw open his chest, cry, scream until his voice was hoarse. He wouldn’t. He’d die knowing he did it with dignity.

    (Even if the knowledge felt like a festering wound, killing him from the inside with every passing day. He ignored it—he had to.)

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    Or, Jason ponders his death in the days leading up to it, Mitski style

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    He could see a vein in Zeus’s forehead pulsing with every breath Jason took. He wondered if he’d strike him down—maybe that would be for the better.

    “I am the king—“

    “I don’t care.” His voice was cold. The lightning was stronger still, crackling and filling the air with ozone. It had covered his upper body completely and was spreading fast. “You’re putting your faith in an entirely half empty glass—I don’t care about you anymore.”

    Athena was watching him carefully, the other gods sharing looks that Jason couldn’t quite decipher. Except for Hermes, that is. He looked highly amused.

    “I will no longer do your bidding. I will no longer be your puppet. If you have such a problem with that, then kill me.” He took a step forward, eyes glowing bright blue. The lightning spanned his entire body now. “You had no qualms with letting me die before.”

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    Or, Zeus summons Jason for a chat. It doesn’t go quite as planned.

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    “Not real.” He whispered desperately, ignoring the way his heartbeat pulsed in his eyes, the way every part of his body felt like molten lead coated in molasses. “Not real not real not real not real—“

    There was a hand on his shoulder and Jason flinched, his stomach lurching with pure terror.

    “I heard you were alive..” Caligula said, right next to Jason’s ear. His voice bounced around his skull like a distorted record. Every sound was purposeful, coated with venom and caressed with poison. “How disappointing.”

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    Or, Jason’s been kidnapped, and his captor decided to try something… new

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    He could still feel Tempest beneath him, the storm. Could still hear the last thing he said to Apollo, Piper’s screaming. Could still imagine Apollo’s look of horror and Piper’s devastation.

    He could feel the arrows. The spear. Sharp. Sudden. Tearing through muscles, piercing bone, ripping through organs. He remembered falling, falling, falling—

    He remembered landing on the wooden deck. Dazed, winded, hurt.

    He remembered the spear, yanked out of his back before driving in again, mercilessly.

    He remembered the blood on his face.

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    Or, Leo makes one ill-timed joke and it spirals from there

    (The second chapter is Percy’s POV)

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    The rod struck, and a shriek tore out of his throat before he could stop it. Some people winced, some people looked away, there was a younger kid crying somewhere in the background.

    Jason’s body shook in the chains, every nerve raw and flayed, every inch of him exposed in ways he never thought possible.

    Cameron twirled the iron rod in hand (and Jason wanted to scream that he wasn’t a cheerleader and he needed to stop doing that—), before looking Jason up and down with a small hum. “God, if only you could see yourself…”

    Hard pass. He’d probably end up puking like the other campers.

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    Or, Jason gets kidnapped. It doesn’t go well

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    He doesn’t want the questions. The pitying looks. The half-hearted promises she won’t be able to keep.

    (Even if she’d try her best—has tried her best. Jason doesn’t want to be a burden.)

    He looks around and thought of his friends. They’d all managed to build something these last two years, something real, something meaningful. Something beyond the prophecy.

    Jason? He was still standing outside the window, forever looking in, forever a stranger even among his peers.

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    Or, Jason’s supposed to be celebrating. All he can do is think about how out of place he is

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    Jason froze at the sudden sound of crying.

    He set the drink tray on the table, taking a seat, but no one noticed—everyone was staring at the newcomer. He frowned, turned his gaze to the door, and his eyes shot open faster than someone who’d just had an adrenaline boost.

    It was a blonde woman, no older than 30, stumbling into the cafe while clearly intoxicated. She reeked of alcohol, her hair was messy, and every step she took looked like it would be her last. Jason felt his entire body go rigid—she looked so much like Beryl—but then he noticed the little boy behind her. He was blond, likely her son, and sobbing. There were tears streaming down his face, snot dripping from his nose, and he was beet red.

    The woman yanked him forward, bending down to get in the kids face. “I said shut it. We’re in public.”

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    Or, Jason would rather die than let someone do to their kids what his mom did to him

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