The Mark of Athena

Chapter 3

Okay this my longest chapter yet and it's downright depressing but it adds suspense and explains a whole lot! Poor Percy...thanks for all the subscriptions guys, love ya and Lucky duck no way is Percy dying I love him way too much. I really should start doing my homework instead of this but whatever and of course:

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Percy

Percy was in pain. He was so happy then bam! The gods must really hate him. He was beyond ecstatic when all his close friends showed up, well except Grover and Rachel. Annabeth was the best part, eight months apart and they still had something. He was grateful Hera gave him that on memory unlike Jason who ended up with another girl! Piper was pretty though, so much like Silena. Percy hated Drew for bringing any of that up. He was going to have a serious conversation with Chiron when he got home- if he got home.

Percy was surrounded by dirt, mud, soil, and plant roots. He was inside the earth somehow. Gaea knew how to make a statement for sure. The pain Percy experienced was unlike anything he ever felt before. It was even worse than the dip in the River Styx, even more painful than holding up the sky, even more agonizing than Kronos' scythe. He could see everyone trying to help him but it was no use. His heart was broken after seeing Annabeth run away unable to handle his pain. Even Jason tried to help, which was surprising due to his bitterness towards Percy. Okay so he took his praetor's job but Percy was going to give it back.

And it wasn't Percy's fault everyone loved him. Love, how I hate that word now! The last thing Percy remembered was Reyna telling him that she loved him. He knew Jason broke her heart and all that but really? Almost everyone knew he was madly in love- wait no not love devoted- to her. He hated to tell Reyna. What was he supposed to say? Sorry Reyna but I don't love you. Even if Percy wasn't the smartest guy when it came to girls he still knew that was just wrong.

As usual, Octavian was being as annoying as ever, he deserved that punch and if Percy ever sees him again he will do much worse. Then there was the gods. Percy didn't care if he insulted Hera, Juno, wait Hera, no it was Juno, I think…Oh whatever! She deserved it all the same. He also knew that the rest of the gods hated him for bringing Luke up. Great, now probably all the gods hated Percy.

He was still aching terribly and his eyes were struggling to stay open after all the tears that came pouring out. What was he supposed to do now? Just sit in a dark cave and wait for his death? Or was he already dead? No, the Underworld wasn't as bad as this. 

Why me? Didn't I already suffer enough during the Great Prophecy? Apollo himself told me in confidence that I wouldn't even live to see this one! Yeah right I get all the bad luck. I don't think I'll survive this one though; cheating death is a hard job. And Annabeth was dragged in as well. She was going to make me regret something. I had to make a sacrifice for a friend because of my stupid loyalty.

"So many troubles great hero." A sleepy voice said that and Percy immediately knew it was Gaea. That monster was going to pay for this dearly. As soon as he got out of there…

"There's no use in thinking, I can hear every word. I need to discuss something with you too Perseus."

I am not under any circumstance talking to a bunch of dirt.

"You dare insult me? No wonder the gods hate you. Now it's true I don't like you much either especially after you defeated my son Kronos. The Titans weren't thinking big enough though. The roots, that means the original Mt. Olympus in Greece not today's' pathetic Empire State Building."