Heyy. It's been a while.
Well, this story is a bunch of songfics blended into one story. Oh, and the main character will vary. I'm sorry if the characters are a little OOC.
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Percy's POV:
Grover, Tyson, Beckendorf, the Stoll brothers, Nico, myself and a bunch of other guys from camp were all meeting at the arena. We were trying to discuss the current situation we were in. I'm talking about the war, if you're not up-to-date.
"I think we should be a little more serious in our game plan." Nico was saying.
Beckendorf nodded. "Not only that, but we need a better plan. Our original one isn't going to work."
Travis Stoll raised an eyebrow. "Our old one includes something we can all do. If we change, some of us might not get to help. And the last time I checked, most of us suck at forging, and I seriously doubt I could raise the dead." He shot a look at Nico, who scowled.
I sat there, watching them bicker. And as I did, a song from one of my mom's favorite plays came to mind. I smiled as I realized the lyrics were similar to our situation. Without thinking, I started humming.
A few guys looked at me like I was crazy. But most of them smiled, too. I guess they knew the song. Well, it was supposedly a classic.
It was Beckendorf who started.
"It is time for us all to decide who we are.
Do we fight for the right to a night at
The opera now?
Have you asked of yourselves,
What's the price you might pay?...."
"Yeah, our lives!" Someone yelled. Beckendorf stopped, blushed a bit, and Travis took over.
"Is it simply a game
for rich young boys to play?
The color of the world…
Is changing….
Day by day!"
"Red! The blood of angry men!
Black! The dark of ages past!
Red! A world about to dawn!
Black! The night that ends at last!"
Almost everyone was singing, even Tyson. I had no idea how he knew the words, but he just did. Only Nico wasn't joining in, because he was too busy looking at us as though we were crazy. Which we probably were, but at this point, who cares?
Chris Rodriguez took the next verse.
"Had you been there tonight
You might know how it feels.
To be struck to the bone
In a moment of breathless delight…"
"Had you been there tonight
You might also have known...
How the world may be changed,
In just one burst of light!"
Beckendorf had interrupted, much to Chris's annoyance. But they finished the verse together.
"And what was right,
Seems wrong.
And what was wrong,
Seems right."
I knew who they were talking about: Clarisse La Rue and Silena Beauregard. Those two had been Chris's and Beckendorf's long-time crushed. Figures they would take those lines.
But the lines I picked took even me off guard.
Connor Stoll sang next, acting as the guy who scoffs at Marius, the love-sick man. And Marius followed all Connor's lines. Guess who sang those lyrics? Yup, me. And without thinking, too.
"Red…"
"I feel my soul on fire!"
"Black…"
"My world if she's not there…"
"Red…"
"The color of desire!"
"Black…"
"The color of despair!"
When I finished, everyone turned to look at me. But I just shrugged, cause I sure as Hades didn't know what happened. But then it came to me.
Annabeth.
The only girl at camp who'd been through everything with me. The lighting bolt…Polyphemus…Atlas, and the Labyrinth to name a few. She was really brave and smart and a world without her would be….
…just awful.
I'm sure Grover knew what I was thinking, because of the empathy link and all, but – thank gods – he didn't say anything. Instead, he took up the next few lines, editing them a bit.
"Guys, you're no longer children.
I do not doubt you mean it well,
But now there is a higher call!"
Nico cut in, looking pretty angry at us for losing focus.
"Who cares about your lonely souls?
We strive towards a larger goal.
Our little lives don't count at all!"
He had a point. Being a son of Hades, he knew what he was talking about when it came to life. he was also probably mad at us for not taking this as seriously as we should.
But Nico had just set us up for the big finish. And so, all together –
"Red! The blood of angry men!
"Black! The dark of ages past!
Red! A world about to dawn!
Black! The night that ends at last!"
With the end came a lot of cheering. We'd just gotten a whole lot of spirit back. And for the rest of the night we were coming up with plans left and right and talking and strategizing.
Look out Kronos, here we come.