"Its your fault." Percy yelled at the gods, "You could have let us alone we fought one battle a war and now this one, whats next." A tears run down Percy's face, "A lot of us die because of your mistakes, You make us believe what we believe." He sat down while his voice comes down to a whisper. "We do all your work while you sit back and I'm done. I'm tiered of losing my friends and fighting you battles because of your mistakes." Percy stands up with a serious face, he wasn't playing anymore he couldn't handle it. "UNTIL you bring HER back I'm not lifting a finger to help you, have fun with your own wars," and he walks out tears running down he's face.
The gods look at each other, the throne room silent for a very long time. "I hope it's worth it, Hera" Athena and Poseidon say simultaneously before disappearing with a pop.
I DON'T OWN ANYTHING
