Ok, so you are probably wondering why I deleted my other story, 'A Different Choice' and the reason for that was that I wanted to change the title, re-upload the first chapter, and I knew that it would be a while before I updated. So this is pretty much that story but I made a lot of changes. Thanks to whoever reviewed 'A Different Choice' but I think (and hope) you like this version better.

"How could you do this?!" Annabeth yelled. "What about all the people you cared about? What about everyone that cared about you?"

"Annabeth-" Percy tried to interrupt.

"What about your mom? What about Nico? What about camp? What about everyone that thinks you're a hero and everyone that looks up to you?"

"Annabeth I-"

"What about everyone that loved you?" She screamed.

Percy just stood there looking at her as the tears escaped her eyes. From the expression on her face he couldn't tell if they came from anger or hurt. Annabeth barely ever cried. She looked up at him, shaking her head.

"What about me?" She said in barely a whisper. "After everything weve been through how can you just walk away?"

Percy's throat went dry. He opened his mouth but nothing came out.

"How could you do this?" Annabeth asked again, except this time she didn't yell it.

Percy swallowed, finally able to talk. "I did this for you Annabeth. How could you ever have a normal life if I was still around?"

She clenched her fists and her expression turned to one of pure anger.

"How am I going to live a normal life anyway?! I fought a war with the Titan Lord!! Im a demigod daughter of Athena! How the Hell am I going to ever live a normal life?!"

Percy walked up to her and tried to put a hand on her shoulder. "Annabeth, please just-"

"Just leave me alone!" She screamed, bursting into tears, pushing him away, and running in the opposite direction.

"Sire?" One of the guards said, snapping Percy out of his flashback.

"What?" Percy asked stupidly, like he had just woken up from a nap.

The guard looked slightly confused at first. Percy cleared his throat. "Um, I mean, my father's not here right now. Is there something I can help you with?" As soon as he said it he knew it sounded stupid.

"Actually, I'm here to tell you that you have and Iris Message. Do you want to take it?" The guard asked.

Percy was slightly taken aback. Who would be sending him an I.M? "Uh, sure I guess." Percy answered, jumping out of his throne next to his father's.

He walked into his room and sure enough there was an image floating there in the water. (He still couldn't figure out how they managed to create a rainbow in every room for Iris Messages when they were underwater.) When he saw who was in the image he nearly fell over in shock. "THALIA?!!" He half-yelled. He hadnt seen her in years.

Thalia looked up at him and the expression on her face was even more terrifying than usual. (And Percy didn't think that was possible.)

"You backstabbing, dirty, rotten, little, jackass!" She yelled.

"I'll leave you two to talk." The guard said, exiting the room.

"What did I do?" Percy asked. That's when he noticed that Thalia had been crying. That pretty much never happened.

"Thalia, whats wrong?"

"What's wrong? You're seriously asking that?"

"Uh, yeah." Percy said sarcastically.

"I'll tell you what's wrong!" She screamed back at him. "I can't believe you ruined her life and you don't even have the decency to show up!"

Percy was seriously confused now.

"What are you talking about? I dont have the decency to show up where?" He asked.

"The funeral!" She screamed back as if it were obvious.

Percy felt all the color drain from his face. "Thalia who's funeral?" He asked shakily, even though he was already hoping he wasn't right.

"As if you don't-"

"WHO'S FUNERAL THALIA?" Percy yelled menacingly.

Her expression seemed to soften a bit after a while.

"Poseidon didn't tell you did he?" She asked.

Percy shook his head.

Thalia took a deep breath. "Percy, Annabeths dead."

Percy's heart would've stopped right there if he hadn't been immortal.

He switched through emotions- confusion, hurt, and sadness. But he finally settled on one emotion- anger.

"Percy, I thought you kn-" Thalia started, but she didn't have time to finish before Percy slashed his fist angrily through the image. He stormed through the door, starting to take his truly godly form. He turned to one of the main guards.

"Where is my father?!" He yelled.

"H-he j-j-just went back into the th-th-throne room s-sir," Answered the terrified guard. Percy pushed him aside and stormed off towards his father.

Poseidon looked up when his angry son burst through the door.

"Percy!" He greeted him.

"How could you not tell me?!" Percy yelled.

Poseidon looked at him nervously.

"Calm down son. You don't want to cause a hurricane." He warned.

"Calm down? How am I supposed to calm down when I just got done talking to Thalia who told me that Annabeth is- is..." Percy couldn't even finish the sentence. "You knew and you didn't even tell me."

"Percy, I was just going to wait until the right time. I didn't want to-"

"Right time?! When exactly would be the right time? In a hundred years?"

"You knew it was going to happen sooner or later. She's not immortal! You knew that when you said yes to becoming a god that you would soon lose everything from your normal life."

Percy wanted to argue, but he knew he couldn't. He knew it was bound to happen, but he just didn't want to accept it. It was hard enough losing Paul and his mom. Just thinking about that sent a pain through his heart. That was the last time he'd seen Annabeth. At his mother's funeral. She wouldn't even talk to him.

"You still could've told me." Percy stated. "I could've at least gone to the funeral."

Poseidon shook his head.

"I didn't think that would be best."

Percy looked up at him with an expression of anger on his face.

"And it's your place to decide that?" He asked.

"Well, I am your father." Poseidon said.

"You may be my father," Percy argued. "But technically I'm seventy-two years-old and you can't tell me what not to do." Then without thinking Percy asked, "Where's the funeral?"

Poseidon was a little surprised at the question. "What? You aren't actually thinking about going are you? Do you know how dangerous it would be if you lost your temper and-"

"I've already lost my temper!" He yelled. The current started to go faster and the waves fell harder.

"I forbid you from going to that funeral!" Poseidon said sternly.

"You cannot forbid me from doing anything!" Percy suddenly got an idea. One of the perks from being a god was that he could go anywhere anytime. If he only knew where the damn funeral was! Then another idea occurred to him. It would be risky, but it just might work.

He closed his eyes and concentrated hard on Thalia Grace and Annabeth Chase. "Thalia Grace and Annabeth Chase. Thalia Grace and Annabeth Chase. Thalia Grace and Annabeth Chase..." He muttered over and over again. He concentrated on anything he had seen in the background when he had talked to Thalia.

"What are you doing? Percy don't it will be too much for you! You could barely handle it when Sally-"

That was it. Something about hearing my mom's name just made me snap. I transformed into my godly form and I was gone.

So what do you think? Love it? Hate it? Well leave a review and I'll know! Flames not welcome, CC welcome just try not to be completely rude and have a good reason. Peace!!!

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