Coming home from Greece was the worst part. Remembering all those memories you made with your friends and that they are no longer there hurts.
I still remember the look in Percy's eyes as he sacrificed himself for us. He told us that we were more important and us living was more important than anything.
Annabeth was destroyed. She had never felt such a strong connection with anyone else. I needed to be there and support her. She will need time to get back on her feet, and I know she will.
I was not one of the ones that told Sally Jackson. That was Annabeth, I could not handle that much emotion.
Octavian was also killed. His big head got him into too much trouble. The camps have agreed to become one, forever in unison.
When I got back home, I immediatly went to my cabin and sat on my bed. I needed some alone time, without any distractions. Frank keeps trying to cheer me up with kisses and such but its not going to work.
For who could tell me that his death wasn't my fault?
When fighting Gaea, I was told to use magic. The giants had us surrounded. I should have done something, but Percy was so brave and sacrificed himself for us.
Isn't his death my fault?
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After the Battle Ends (HOO Frazel fanfic)
FanficAfter BOO, Frank amd Hazel return home plauged with sorrow. Shortly after returning home, the gods blame them for a sacrifice made on the battle field. Will Hazel and Frank be able to convince them otherwise and keep their relationship intact?
