Summary: Remember that time when Annabeth took that knife for Percy? During the second Titan war? Yes? No? When Annabeth protected Percy's Achilles heel? What if that never happened...what if Percy didn't live past the second titian war? This is the story of what happens after, to Annabeth, camp, and those who cared about him.
Annabeth
It all started on that faithful day...so many years ago.
Flash back
The demigods had just come into camp, the traitorous ones. It was led by Luke...and Ethan. I..I just didn't think. I fought against past friends who joined the enemies' side. They were Kronos' now. They were no longer my friends. I fought them all, injured and slay them. The time passed by quickly, and then I realized. I realized Percy wasn't beside me anymore, there was a person sneaking up behind him. He was too focused on the masses of murders in front of him. The person behind him stabbed him, he fell to the floor. Sticking out of his back was a dagger, a short small dagger. It was stuck in his skin...it looked like he was dying, but I knew he wouldn't. He had his Achilles heel after all. I left him there. I shouldn't have left him there. But I did. And he died.
End flash back
Today's the day Percy died. It's been a few years since the second Titan war ended. We nearly lost...we lost so many, it was terrible. We won only because I caught Luke at the last second on Olympus. I killed him, with the dagger he gave me so long ago, with my first weapon. We lost so many campers that day, more than half the camp plus nearly all of the hunters. Since then, the big three gods haven't had many children. Zeus had twins, not very powerful but extremely hot headed twins; Hades had a daughter, not very powerful either, but she was the opposite of Hades' children like she's all pink, smiles, and laughter; Poseidon had another child too, one that he kept from us for a long while, he's my age but is nothing compared to Percy. Gods, I miss him so much...I plan on staying by the sea today, it makes me feel closer to him. I miss him so much...I was crying now, from my perch on the beach. I sat where Percy also brought me whenever I found him here or whenever we wanted to talk. I, don't know what to do anymore. Everyone was close to Percy, everyone didn't get over his death for along time. I think I'm the only one who hasn't yet, aside from Nico and Thals. Since he was our friend, we make shrouds for him and burn them every year. We all hope that he comes back, but we all know he won't. Nico and Thalia are coming to camp today...it's been months since I've see them together. After the Titan war, Thalia quit the hunters...she was really only there because she didn't want to be the one the great prophecy told of. The shrouds we make are formed from ice, to show Percy's power. He was the best demigod who every lived, and he was my best friend. I don't even care about Luke anymore...or that I even killed him. I care only about Percy, about those moments where I could have saved or helped him, when I could have he,d his hand as he died. Thalia and Nico were beside him when he died...Nico called him dead.