Will be short.
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The war is finished. We won. Not without tears though. A couple of people, friends, were brutally murdered. Leo, he sacrificed himself for us. For me.
~As I slashed Riptide at Gaea, an Empousa went to stab me from behind, when Leo took the blow. I felt the blood trickling between my feet and looked behind, and saw Leo, dead. Frank also died. He dropped his stick, it fell out of his pocket as a hydra burst fire at him. The stick burnt out. So many people died... I felt sick to my stomach~
I was walking with Annabeth down the beach and about to give her a promise ring so we could get married when we were 26 or 27. But, I went into the lake and Annabeth sat at the sand bank. With an awfully sad look on her face... I swam up to her and pecked her nose and she gently pushed me away. I frowned and sat next to her. "Wise Girl? What's wrong?" She had tears in her eyes. "Percy, my moms making us break up... she-she said that it's either that or you die! I can't let you use die! Your my friend! My best friend!" And she sobbed. I scowled at the heavens. "I f***ing hate you Athena!" I screamed. A couple of thunder strikes struck, but I stuck my middle finger up. "Are we friends?" Annabeth asked, shyly. "Why wouldn't we be? It's not your fault. It's hers." I said, hugging her. "I completely understand. But, lets go and calm down for a bit." She nodded and gave me a quick kiss and ran off, crying. I felt as though something bad was gonna happen... something that effected and included me. I shook the feeling off and decided it was just nerves. Boy, was I wrong.