Percy Jackson and the Avengers

Chapter 6

Percy

I followed Thor to his room. He had a king sized bed covered with  red and gold  sheets.

    "Percy, if you wish to leave I will not stop you. You have suffered enough, you do not have to go through this." I nodded. Thank the gods.

  I couldn't go stay at my mom's, for obvious reasons. I could always go to my dad's. He would gladly let me stay with him. And Zeus couldn't say a thing about it since Mom and Paul are dead.

"Okay then, Thor do you mind leaving with me? It would seem suspicious if I disappeared by myself."

   Thor nodded.

  I vapor traveled us to my mom's old apartment in Manhattan.

   "I will leave you now young hero," Thor flew up into the sky. After he went out to the fire escape. Wouldn't want a god sized hole in the ceiling now would we?

    I climbed down the fire escape. I walked with my head down all the way to the Poplar Cemetery. It's a graveyard that has mostly demigods.

     I searched my way through the rows until I found the six graves. One for each of my best friends. And one for my very best friend and one true love.

   I kneeled by their graves. I pulled out seven sheets of paper from my pocket. Each one was a drawing, the Muses might of helped me out a bit. The first one was for Leo.

   Leo was at the helm of the Argo II, Wii remote in hand. I couldn't really think of any other way to portray him.

     Frank and Hazel were next.  Frank was in the form of a dragon with Hazel behind him, gladius at the ready.

   Hazel was surrounded by jewels. She was feeding Arion some gold with Frank kissing her on the head affectionately.

   Jason and Piper. Jason was sitting with Piper looking over New Rome. He was flipping his gold coin. Piper had hot chocolate in both of her hands. One obviously for Jason.

Piper was holding her horn of plenty in one hand as she and Jason walked through the streets of New Rome. She was admiring the scenery. Jason had a large grin on his face.

   Annabeth. Oh Annabeth.

   This picture showed us walking along the beach at Camp. She had a look on her face that clearly said, what do think Seaweed Brain?

   A couple of tears fell on the paper when I remembered that she would never call me that again. I sat the final piece of paper on the small statuette of the Argo II.

This was a true masterpiece. I was portrayed as a raven black Pegasus with sea green eyes. A gray owl with calculating eyes was sitting on my head. Frank was in war elephant form and he had a hazel screech owl flying near his head.

   There was a dove flying in air, alongside an eagle. Finally, was a bronze dragon wreathed in flames.

Each one represented us. (Sorry if that took so long I needed something to write)

I sat in front of the graves.

   "I'm sorry I couldn't save you. I should be the one who died. You all had so much to live for. I would have gladly taken your place. I know you would want me to move on, make new friends, but I can't. My flaw is driving me insane. I'm afraid. I'm afraid that if I lose one more person I care about I'll snap." Tears were running down my face. I put my head in my hands and just sat there, sobbing.