He stood among the graves, counting each one over and over, still in denial of the deaths.
Leo Valdez died because of him.
Jason Grace,
Piper McLean,
Hazel Levesque,
Frank Zhang.
They all died because of him.
And the worst of all, Annabeth Chase.
Sh...
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A million words would not bring you back, I know because I tried, neither would a million tears, I know because I cried. -Unknown
Percy watched as Fury took a small step back. With a ragged breath, Percy spoke.
"You don't know. You never will," he paused and thought for a moment. "I know that most of you have lost people. But I also know that you haven't lost as much as I have." He whispered.
At that he tried to leave, willing to fight his way through if it came to that. His hand reached for the doorknob when someone spoke. He didn't know who cause frankly he didn't care. His mind and body felt numb.
"I'm sorry. Your right we don't know how it feels, but you could help us understand. Help us understand your pain." It was the girl. The one that held the intelligence in her eyes just as she once had. He had yet to learn her name.
"If I told you everything, from beginning to end. You still wouldn't understand, because you haven't experienced it. You'd just feel pity and sadness," He turned to face her. "The only reason as to why I didn't attack you, was your eyes. Your eyes hold the same intelligence that she once had. I want to hate you, so much, but I can't. It'd be like I'm hating her." He said.
"Who? Who's eyes is it that once had the same intelligence as I do? Annabeth? Who is it?" She asked
"Can I leave? I don't know what I did, but whatever it is I won't do it anymore. Just leave me alone. I just want to be alone." His voice was hoarse.
Percy listened as they were all quiet. His clothes wet. Sticking to his chest and back. Small droplets drop onto the floor. He wanted to use his power to dry himself completely but knew it was a risk to do in front of them.
"No. Bruce, take him to the lab and get him checked up." Fury said.
Bruce stuttered wanting to protest, watching as fury left the room.
"C' mon kid," Steve whispered to Percy as he lead him to the lab.
The silence was almost deafening, with tension so thick, Percy could grab it. Percy tried to remember the way Steve was taking him.
Ik a very short chapter but I'm out of ideas, for now, I'll update as soon as I'm not having writer's block
