Reborn

Death isn't actually that bad.

As Annabeth distracts Gaea while the rest of the seven help out, I spy an opening. Taking it, I lunge towards Gaea's right side from behind. I stab her through the small of her back, ironic I know. She freezes and turns to look at me. I am shocked into momentary paralysis at the tears on her face. She looks grateful and guilty. She smiles at me, and dissolves into fine sand. A thin layer of grass gross instantaneously, and a flower grew from her metaphorical ashes. I look up and see everyone celebrating. Not many were lost. I smile and decide to go join in.

"Annabeth!", I shout across the large pile of dirt that was Gaea's body. "Do have any food? I'm hun-"

My words are stopped as I get impaled by a spear through the back. I see everyone's horrified faces, but I smile at them. "See you in Elysium guys." And I fall. As the world dims, I feel someone grabbing my body and shaking me. I vaguely see gold, and can feel the wet warmth of tears. I reach out towards the gold and smile. And vaguely hear shouting. But it's ok. I'll see them again. Just not too soon I hope. I'd have to double kill them.

I woke again to see myself, my body that is, in the arms of my wise girl. Normally this was a good thing, but she was wailing, and yelling at Nico to do something, for any of the gods to do something. Nico however was too busy staring at me. He looked sad, but understood what I wanted. He walked up to my body, put two coins over my eyes and whispered the rites that would help me find Charon. I smiled at him. Hades looked at me after that. He looked happy, I don't know why so don't ask.

Appearing inside DOA Recording Studios was not what I expected, but I've never died before. I approached Charon.

"Didn't expect to see you so soon Jackson, you got drachmas? Good let's go."

A/N:

I know that I owe you guys an explanation as too my other stories that I removed. They aren't gone. I just unpublished them to save until I feel I can continue them. They were a tool I used to vent my negative emotions that I bottled inside of me for months. My time away was used recovering from depression and multiple deaths of people I love. I'm sorry if you kept my story in your library or archive to see if I updated later on. Thank you to my loyal fans, if I have any.