I can't believe it's over. That's what was running through my head as I was alone in my cabin. I, Percy Jackson, lived through my supposed death day. I weaved my way over the clothes and knick-knacks on the floor and flopped onto my bed. I survived. Kronos is dead and the world is saved! But Luke… He sacrificed himself. He's dead like so many other demigods I was supposed to protect.
I clenched my fists and shut my eyes, feeling tears start to form. Silena, Beckendorf, Michael, Ethan. They all died because I wasn't fast enough. Strong enough. I was supposed to be the leader of this and I couldn't even protect them! The tears started to run freely down my face now. Unaffected by my affinity over water. I wish I could've done better. I wish I could go back and save them all. They didn't deserve to die this young. They all had lives ahead of them. What's the point of having powers if I can't even use them properly!
At this point I opened my eyes and stared at the blurry ceiling. A salty smell surrounding me. I didn't know whether it was from my tears or the sea. I rested my balled hands on my forehead and kept on staring mournfully at the ceiling. Silently. I stayed that way for a few minutes before furiously wiping my tears, sweeping them away. Stop Percy! Gods, you're such a idiot. They wouldn't want you to be like this. They're sacrifices were noble and heroic! If I keep going like this it would all be for nothing. Luke sacrificed himself to protect the rest of the demigods when I gave him that knife. I can't just mess up the chance he's given us.
I sat up and took a few deep breaths, looking at the glittering sea as I did. Then I slapped my cheeks and stood up. Come on Percy, pull yourself together. Stop seeing the past and start looking to the future. You can do this! I slid off the bed and made my way through the maze of junk to the door. I opened it and came face-to face with a blonde tapping her foot. I smiled.
"Hey wise girl!"
"Gods Percy, you're such a seaweed brain."