Percy POV
I cried myself to sleep. I missed her so much. I woke up from a nightmare and this time could heal myself. I walked out to the arena and began slashing dummies for every one of my problems while tears leaked down my face.
"This is for the Second Giant War!"
"This is for Gaea snapping her neck!"
"This is for dad not letting me die!"
"This is for every bad thing in my life!"
I did this for about a couple hours and had stopped when the breakfast conch sounded. I dropped my sword knowing that it will return to my pocket, and jogged to the pavillion. The team sat at my table with grim faces. They slept in the Zeus cabin. Figures. Artemis' table was filled with silver clothed girls. And there were some purple clothed campers. One hunter jumped up and squeezed me but I didn't return the hug. She pulled back. I had on a mask and I was shirtless with my faded blue jeans. My hair glisened with sweat. Thalia looked at me and squeezed my hand, letting me know she understood. I thought that I could act normal after Annabeth's death. Obviously it worked for about a few weeks. I sat down at my table and quietly ate.
"Percy how long have you been up?" Steve asked. I shrugged. I didn't really know when I woke up.
I finished eating and ran to my cabin. I threw on a loose shirt then ran to the Big House. Malcom and the other major gods cabin leaders sat around the ping pong table.
"Okay so what's the plan?"
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FanfictionI am sorry for making another one of these (not) so bare with me. I just love these types of stories. It's the Percy is the last of the seven, everyone else is basically dead and Percy joins the Avengers. Maybe there will be some twists but im not s...
