The Betrayed Hero | A Percy Jackson Fanfiction

VI

Not my characters. There's a scene here that I took out from MoA— which I obviously don't own.

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Home is the most powerful word in the English language. It represents a place where you belong to, feel safe in, where you can hang your heart to all. In every home resides a family dedicated to providing support and happiness for one another.

A home is where a story began, the origin. It starts a book filled with many adventures and memories.

It can also be the end to a chapter-filled book.

Camp Half-Blood was my home, no— it was Percy Jackson's home. Percy Jackson started his journey at Camp Half-Blood, he was beloved there, he belonged there, he laid his heart out for all. He was part of the Camp Half-Blood family and Percy Jackson took care of his family, saved them. It was also the same place where Percy Jackson's story ended, and mine, Chorís Nóima, began.

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Out of the purple mist of the portal, we arrived at Half-Blood Hill. Thalia's tree was proudly standing, multiple feet taller since I whispered my goodbyes eons ago. Dimly, I could see much see the whole Camp. I noticed that the sun was setting and the dusk reminded me of the early morning hours where I met Lady Chaos for the first time. When I left with her, I expected to never come back. Yet here I was.

My eyes swept over the canoe lake, archery grounds, and the strawberry fields. The camp remained the same, like the photograph I kept in my mind. However, upon further examination, I noticed the addition of multiple cabins and in the distance, I spotted a recreation of the city of Athens. In a instant, a memory started to rapidly flood back to me.

'Annabeth must've built this.'

My mind escaped to the Argo II, the night where I woken up from my nightmares to Annabeth. She brought me to the stables, where in the low light, I told her about the future I dreamed of.

~ "Annabeth," I said hesitantly, "in New Rome, demigods can live their whole life in peace."

Her expression turned guarded. "Reyna explained it to me. But Percy, you belong at Camp Half-Blood. That other life-"

"I know," I said. "But while I was there. I saw so many demigods living without fear: kids going to college, couples getting married and raising families. There's nothing like that at Camp Half-Blood. I kept thinking about you and me and maybe someday when this war with the giants is over..."

It was hard to tell in the golden light, but I thought Annabeth was blushing. "Oh," she said.

'Crap.' I thought.

I was afraid that I said too much, maybe I scared her off with my big dream of the future. Annabeth is usually the one with plans. I cursed myself silently.

As long as I had known Annabeth, I still felt like I understood so little about her. Even after we've been dating several months, our relationship had always felt new and delicate, like a glass sculpture. I was terrified of doing something wrong and breaking it.