Neptune's Rage

Guilt is Real

Original March 16, 2024

edited June 21, 2024

Annabeth's P.O.V.

I sat on my bunk in Cabin 6 wondering how I could have been so cruel to the most loyal person in the world. The image of his dying form haunts my sleep every night now. The way his body was shredded by a hellhound, the blank look in his eyes after he had his final breath, the smile on his face as he died. It all haunted me. And I felt like I was the main culprit. The rest of the seven turned their backs on me as if I was no longer their friend. My cabin placed Malcolm, my brother, in the position of head councilor and I couldn't blame them. Chiron who I saw as a father figure distanced himself from me. I can't really blame him because I drove out the most powerful hero in both camps and the entire world.

I felt like I was going to wither away and become a mummy like the previous Oracle before Rachel took up the mantel. Nobody really seemed to care about how much I was suffering or how much pain I caused myself. They only saw that I was the one who completely pushed out the one person who gave us a fighting chance. I could tell that the gods were no longer willing to help us anymore. And the Big Three even ostracized the other gods. I used to be the architect of Olympus, but when I tried to enter I was thrown off the building and landed on Montauk beach.

I cried at the thought of my loyal boyfriend. Wait no scratch that my ex-boyfriend. No one wanted to be with the girl who broke the finest hero the world has seen. And no one would ever let their dreams or hearts be held by someone else. I felt like a failure, like I had let everyone down. I was ready to give up on love, but I knew I had to keep trying. I had to be brave and take a chance on finding someone special.

I sent Jason Piper and Leo to kill Sally Jackson. I can only imagine the horror that must have been on her face as those three mercilessly killed her. Jason using his lightning powers, Piper using her Charmspeak, and Leo taking advantage of my fire powers. Jason, Hazel, and Frank are currently at Camp Jupiter. They will visit next week. I, however won't greet them for they won't want to be seen with me or see me at all.

Leo's P.O.V.

Why did I have to be so cruel to the most exceptional person in the world? Why couldn't I have just listen to him when he was trying to tell us he was innocent of everything we accused him? These thoughts continued to circle around my head. I was currently in bunker nine so I did not have to face any living person. I knew tears were falling down my face but I could not care. I felt like I was the most awful human being aside for Annabeth of course. She broke him and drove our hero out of camp and to his death.

But I was one of the demigods sent to kill his mother, Sally Jackson. More tears fell down my face as I saw the flash of horror on the woman's face as Jason, Piper, and I mercilessly murdered her. Jason used his lightning powers, Piper used her Charmspeak, and I used my fire powers. I felt like I was one of the monsters we kill. I am such a fool for believing Percy was a traitor and a liar. Percy would never betray the camp or Olympus. I have distanced myself from the world so I will not cry in front of everyone here.

The image of his dying form haunts my sleep every night now. The way his body was shredded by a hellhound, the blank look in his eyes after his final breath, the smile on his face as he died. It all haunts me.

Jason, Hazel, and Frank are currently at Camp Jupiter. They will visit next week. I, however won't be there to greet them as I am trying to get rid of some attachments I have to people. This is so I can end my life and get my punishment for being so cruel.

Apollo's P.O.V.

How could I have been so stupid? I am the god of truth and yet I did not see the lie for what it was worth. I am a terrible god. Sally Jackson was the most impressive mortal woman in the world. She had let me come into her apartment and bathe when I was mortal. She even drove me and Meg to camp when we needed to get there. And I had delivered the final blow to her life. Sally was a mother to Percy and a one-month-old daughter named Estelle. The poor little girl will now have to live in an orphanage or with adoptive parents. Her dad did not have enough money to raise her on his own, and none of the other gods even knew about her.

I placed my head in my hands and cried. I should have been better and not been as arrogant I may have been. Now the only hero that could save us in a battle was dead. The image of his dying form haunts my sleep every night now. The way his body was shredded by a hellhound, the blank look in his eyes after his final breath, the smile on his face as he died. It all haunts me. Even Neptune's horror when he saw his son on the ground, dead.

I knew my uncle's and father were coming up with ways to make everyone suffer for their crimes. I don't blame them. I would do the same thing. I just hate that they left all of us to suffer the consequences of their actions. I just hope that one day they will get what's coming to them. I hope justice will be served and that we won't have to pay for their mistakes. I'm determined to make sure that their legacy is erased and that no one else will suffer because of their mistakes.

Frank's P.O.V.

Why did we have to be so cruel to the most talented hero in the world? This is mainly Annabeth's fault. However, I can't help but feel the feeling that if I had ended all of this, he would still be here. But he isn't and that made me cry. I shouldn't even be praetor of New Rome. I should have been a better friend to him and listened to him instead of pushing him away like the rest of the demigods did. Even Chiron pushed him away and Percy saw him as a father figure. We all are so stupid for our actions and I have no doubt that Lord Neptune is currently coming up with some type of punishment for us.

He was our friend, my friend. How could we do that to him? We all knew how much he loved us, yet we still betrayed him. We should have done things differently. We should have had the courage to talk to him and help him. He saved us so many times and we are just...gods of Olympus. I can't stop thinking about it. Whatever punishment comes for me...

It can't be worse than what I'm doing to myself.