A New Member

Eight

Thor's POV

I found a boy laying on the floor of the Tower's living room. His eyes were closed and he looked at peace. Sleeping, maybe? 

"Hey Thor. Do you know who I am?" He asked, opening his eyes. 

I gasped and he pulled himself up. Somehow he looked different than described in the stories. He looked directly at me. 

"You are Perseus Jackson. Right. Oh my gods, wait till I tell Loki! He will be very jealous!" I squealed. Perseus looked at me like I had no dignity. I immediately collected myself and bowed.  

"Uh, no. Please, Thor there is no need for that," Perseus sighed. 

"So, it's an honor to meet you," I said. 

"Thanks, um. Have you had any updates with the recent war?" I looked over his shoulder to see the others with questioning looks.

"No I haven't," I answered. Perseus' eyes flashed with a sudden pain.

"I am the last of the seven, Thor. Everyone else is dead. First went Piper, then Frank at the Acropolis. Next when we got to camp, Jason, Leo, and Hazel were after. They even got Reyna. Then last came, last came my Wise Girl. Gaea snapped her neck like a twig. Even I was supposed to die. She stabbed me in the gut with Anna... With her sword. Dad decided to heal me and burden me with living on," He spoke.

I gasped in horror at what the young hero had to go through.

"She even got my parents too," He whispered. "Bruce said I had to talk to you since you seemed excited to see me. Don't get me wrong, I'm excited to see you too but you look like Jason and he's gone as well," He said sadly. 

I nodded and watched him lay back down on the floor.