lost (Hawkeye)

Chapter 31

Percy's:

Do you think it'll be so smart if I go to HQ tomorrow? Sure, it's well guarded, and I'm going there with one of the best agents in the world, but the god of prophecy told me not to. That's what I thought about as I wandered through the tower lost. As usual. After a while, I sighed. "JARVIS, where is my room?" "Your room is the door to your right. For the next time I suggest you just take the left hallway from the living room and then take the second door on the right. It's not that hard." Great, now even an artificial intelligence is making fun of me. . .
I entered my room and put my presents on the bed. First, I took the black watch in my hand. It was 9:30. I didn't realise, that Apollo had stayed for so long. When I pressed the button on the side, a circular shield appeared. It was a mixture of imperial gold and celestial bronze. Pictures of my adventures could be seen everywhere. I smiled slightly. Tyson had outdone himself once again. I pulled the shield in and wrapped my watch around my wrist. Next, I took the letter in my hand. It was my dad's.

Dear Percy!

I hope you're okay, and you didn't lie to us when you said that.
You forbade us to do anything with you and meet you.
I respect your wish and write with you;-)
We all miss you and you should know that we (also Zeus) have your back.
If you need help, you can always contact us.
It's hard to deal with the death of his friends, I realize that, but still I'm asking you to get involved with others.
Your father, who loves you above all, 

Poseidon.



PS: Tyson has added another function to the watch and he wants to give you his regards.
PPS: Did you know that Clint is my grandson? Probably not, he got his looks from me.~Apollo
PPPS: You should sop running around and getting lost in the tower, it is really embarrassing.  You should try to    use the few brain cells you have;-) ~Athene
PPPPS: Make sure the mortals don't find out anything about us and stay away from the sky! ~Zeus, King of the Gods
PPPPPS: I think this Clint likes you, he doesn't look bad, so think about it (David wouldn't mind if you become more active in the field of love again) ~Aphrodite

I grinned lightly, the gods were mad. I liked Clint, very much. . . but I loved David.
I took a closer look at the watch on my wrist and discovered a little button on the other side. When I pressed on it, nectar flowed out of the clock and Ambrosia appeared right next to it. Nice, from now on I would always have a small pharmacy with me.
At last, I picked up the book and opened it reluctantly. I already knew the first picture. It showed us all after the battle with Kronos. We looked tired, exhausted and bloody, and yet we all grinned at the camera together. We looked like a family. The next picture showed Matt and me shooting a bow. Matt had been a son of Hermes. He was as bad as I was at archery. Unfortunately, he had been one of the demigods who had fought on Kronos' side. I had cried incredibly when I found out he had betrayed us. He was like a brother to me. He wasn't seen after the war. He was probably dead.
I turned to the next page. She showed the seven, Nico, Thalia, Reyna and me roasting marshmellows over a camp fire  at Camp Half-Blood. The next picture showed me and David kissing underwater. As I remembered, the first tears ran down my cheeks.
In the next picture you could see Hazel together with Frank. On the following side Jason with Piper. In the next picture, Leo with his hair smoking, working on Festus in bunker 9.
Next up was the Argo II, which looked quite impressive. On the next picture, Leo and Festus were shown flying through the sky together. 

I turned the page around. And started laughing, it showed me and the Stolls running away from an angry Clarissa with a red color on her face. The prank was amazing, wwe got an aphrodite kidto put a spell on it which made it permanent. Well, permanent was only for  hours, since the poor girl was so intimidated by Clarisse that she changed it.  
Next up were Nico, Bianca, Zoë, Thalia and I. I kept scrolling. Numerous other pictures followed. From Apollo playing guitar and singing to it, from a food battle in the camp and numerous pictures of my friends, the gods and me in all sorts of situations.
The last picture captured us seven at the Argo. I didn't remember the situation anymore, but we looked at peace, with a huge smile on our faces. Moments like that are the reasons we are fighting as demigods. Friends  and family. There was nothing worth fighting for without them.
When I closed the book, I realized how much I cried. The paper was already soaked. A small part of me wished Apollo  had never saved this book,  since thhe memory of the pain was still very intense, yet I knew that in the future the pain would lessen.