A Green Shroud
It was a sad day at Camp Half-Blood.
The war was over. Campers—both Roman and Greek—were rejoicing and mourning, tending to the wounded and celebrating with those who lived. Chiron and Mr. D were making repairs to the camps borders; other demigods were still streaming in from the various ways they left the Underworld. But then again, some hadn't come back at all.
Everyone was waiting with baited breath for the Seven to return.
They touched down a day or so later. There were shouts of joy as they appeared one by one, either popping up on the deck or coming down the railway. It was after the last person had jumped off ship when they realized something important, something that should have been apparent before.
The Argonauts returned with a victory under their belt—but also to report a loss.
Sure, he'd been one of many deaths from the Giant's War, but it hit everyone hard. He was the kind of person you had to get along with, the kind that could hold things together while everything was falling apart. He was strong and powerful and until now, some still viewed him as an invincible demigod who could take down anything.
His flaw was the thing that killed him.
The funeral was the next day. He was a special case, important enough to be burned separate from the others. His body was gone; already a smoldering pile of ash in Greece, but it was the symbolism that mattered. Annabeth was sobbing quietly, trying to hide the fact she was crying. The others of the Seven—six, now—had similar looks of grief on their face, although Jason's also held guilt.
Tyson picked up the green shroud, not doing as Annabeth was and just letting the tears flow, and gently placed it on the fire. The flames licked the fabric, turning an ocean blue. The air smelled like sea salt. A wail came from the stands.
And Percy Jackson, Hero of Olympus, Praetor of the Twelfth Legion, would be nothing more than a memory.
A/N: An angsty drabble that I wrote while trying to do my homework. I honestly don't know where this came from; depressing for me, isn't it? Review?