CH. 1 The Trial

The gods explained their sides of the story. Each called a different demigod to be their witness. Each made an argument that directly attacked him. Each story tore away at his heart, at his mind, rendering him sightless from the truth. The one that struck him blind, the one that really made him snap, was hers. So many lies and deceitful facts delivered by such a charismatic personality made him wonder who told the truth. Him? Or them? He never realized how quickly his time passed. Within what seemed like seconds, they were deciding the verdict. He knew the outcome. Death. He welcomed it. The only thing he had left were those who spoke in favor of him.

"Perseus Jackson," Zeus, the king of the gods said. The young man looked up, cold, dead eyes peering into his own.

"Yes, Lord Zeus," he said. His voice was quite and submissive. It was strange to hear it from him. He used to be more lively. Never bowed to the gods that were too prideful. Always laughing and smiling. This broken shell before them was a strange sight.

"The verdict has been reached," Zeus said softly. "The votes were nine to five. I'm sorry, Percy." He watched the demigod, trying to gauge a reaction from him. But his face held no emotion.

"May I have my last words and goodbyes?" he asked. His eyes which had turned to the ground, never looked back up.

"Yes," Zeus said simply. Percy turned and looked at those he once called friends.

"Thank you, to those spoke for me," he said, so softly that most could barely hear it. "I will remember you, wherever I may go." His eyes turned to the gods, finally coming off of the ground. "You're going to need me again. One day. And because of what you did now, I'm not gonna be there. To those who voted for my favor, you have my eternal gratitude. I bid you farewell."

"As do I, Perseus," Zeus said. He struck his bolt on the ground in front of him and opened up a hole.

"Good luck, punk," Ares said. "It's been an honor fighting with you. No matter what happened, I know you were innocent." Percy nodded, acknowledging the respect of the war god.

"Goodbye," he whispered. With that, he let himself fall into the darkness.

(A/N)

So the band story wasn't working. Sorry to those who liked it. I didn't know where to go. To those who want to take it up, go ahead. So yeah. Thanks for the read. Liked it? Leave a review. Thanks babe. Bye.