New story idea! It's called Heroes Don't Have Happy Endings.
Think I should publish it??
What I have so far:
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Percy was tired.
Tired of what, you might ask?
Fighting.
He's been fighting everyday for five years of his life.
It got kind of old, you know?
Fighting day after day, and for what?
Just to live another day.
Pretty ironic, if you'd ask him.
Of course, he knows what you're thinking, Annabeth has been fighting from seven years of age? You only started at twelve!
Or, If you would've accepted godhood, you wouldn't of have had to!
Or even, Baby! It's just a few monsters, deal with it!
And, quite frankly, Percy doesn't care.
He's just tired.
Not depressed, mind you, just tired.
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Jason was at a stalemate.
Strict and formal or laid back and casual?
Forcing and judging or natural and accepting?
Ranks or equals?
Jupiter or Zeus?
Reyna or Piper?
Purple or orange?
Roman or Greek?
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Leo was freaking-out.
He swore.
On the Styx.
He's cursing himself for it, now.
Not that he doesn't wanna find her, but that he is realizing the risks.
What if he dies?
What if the gods refuse?
What if she doesn't care?
That last one would be the worst of them all.
But he would find her.
Right?
Yes.
He, Leo Valdez, would be the first person to find her a second time.
He would find Calypso.
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Frank was nervous.
He was a Praetor.
A leader of a Roman camp.
People should look up at him and think, Man, right there's a hero.
But he didn't feel like a hero.
He still felt like that klutz he was when he first found Camp Jupiter.
He looks the part of leader, but doesn't feel it.
Percy should do it.
Jason should take it back.
Heck, he'd be okay with Leo taking it if it means he didn't have to.
He should've been a son of Apollo, not Mars.
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Annabeth was worried.
Worried for herself.
Worried for The Seven.
Worried for the gods.
Worried for Camp.
Worried for Thalia.
Worried for her mortal family.
Worried for Percy most of all.
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Piper was hoping.
Hoping Jason would pick right.
Pick Camp Half-Blood.
Pick the Greeks.
Pick her.
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Hazel was confused.
What was wrong with Nico?
With Frank?
With Percy?
Annabeth?
Piper?
Jason?
Leo?
What was wrong with people these days?
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Well? Should I?
Tell mah!
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The Red-Headed Nightmare
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