Disclaimer: I do not own Percy Jackson.

A.N: okay, so this is a bit darker than my usual stuff, so those of you who follow me for my romance, I suggest you leave now.

I walk into a room full of people.

My eyes downcast, avoiding their eyes as best I can.

Because in those eyes, I see only myself.

Reflecting all the blood that coats me head to toe.

Ethan Nakamura, who died in my arms, after he turned on his master.

Beckendorf, who died giving me a chance to escape.

His girlfriend, Silena, who was loyal in the end, saving me from the drakon.

How can I look at these eyes?

Reflecting back my failures,

Like mirrors of blood.

Showing me everything about me that I never wanted to see.