Almost Gone Forever

Things are getting worse

Camp-Half Blood

August's p.o.v.

The camp's atmosphere was gloomy, it reeked of shame and regret.

And I liked it.

I liked how they regretted hurting my brother, how they pushed him away. Some sick part of me rejoiced at their misery, drinking it in.

I shook my head, getting those horrible thoughts out of my head, then glared at Poseidon. Many campers flinched, knowing how peircing my glare could be. My so called father looked at me in shame, and said, " August...please forgive me..."

I laughed with no emotion, and said, " I will when Percy comes back. But he won't, will he? He was, ' reborn, ' so that won't happen. Don't mess with someone who has a fatal flaw of Loyalty, father. "

He flinched, and hung his head, glowing brightly. I remembered Percy telling me to look away from Gods as they grew brightly. I averted my eyes as I felt a flash with explosive power. When I looked back, Poseidon was gone.

I turned on my heel and walked away, seeing movement in the corner of my eyes. That jerk Devin was swinging something bronze at me.

My eyes widened as I tried to dodge it, screaming out in pain as his dagger lodged itself in my side.

The whole world went started to go black as I looked up towards the sky. My vision started to darken as I faintly heard a fight break out. I felt the dagger being ripped from my side, earning me a gasp of pain. Dear Gods, is this what Celestial Bronze feels like? It hurts so much, it reminded me of my father's belt.

My vision started to come back as I felt someone drip something on my wound. I choked as someone forced some type of brownie down my throat. I chewed it and swallowed, gasping for air as I felt myself heal. When I could see properly, I saw some blonde boy standing over me, shining a light in my eyes.

" You alright there? That was a nasty dagger wound. We're lucky we got you stabilized so quickly. "

I blinked and groaned, pushing the light away. The boy said, " Yeah, you're alright. I'm Will, Will Solace, son of Apollo. We used a lot of nectar to heal you, but eat some ambrosia to be safe. "

I glared at him, but ate another square of ambrosia, then dropped it as I yelled out in pain.

Will said, " Don't actually! You're burning up! Dammit Grace, why didn't you tell me you gave her so much nectar?! "

As the two argued, I looked at my finger tips, then stared in horror as they started to disappear. Thankfully, it stopped as quickly as it began, but I felt like I lost a part of myself.

Will dismissed me after glaring at the ashamed Grace, and I walked out.

I held my side as I looked out towards the sea, the thing that I was drawn towards, but hated so much. I sighed as I wished for the millionth time that Percy was still here, feeling in my gut he wasn't gone forever.

Percy's p.o.v.

Unknown location

3 weeks later

I gasped as I sat up, blinking the spots out of my eyes. The last thing I remembered was talking to some suspiciously angry spirits in Elysium, who seemed to be out for my ghostly blood.

Wait, I'm not a ghost anymore.

I took in my surroundings, and blinked a few times. I was inside the ground somewhere, my guess? In Grandma Gaea's special play place.