AN-Okay, so this is kinda like a sequel to the Broken oneshot . You don't really need to read it, but it does reference to it. Hopefully this should be a bit happier, I mean since Broken was quiet depressing. So yeah. This won't be pernico, but will have hints of the ship, this is going to be Percy/Apollo because I have read a buttload of stories about them, and I just like the ship. So, I guess I am done, enjoy ...

The son of Poseidon watched as the pyre went up in flames. This wasn't how it was meant to end, the black silk embroidered with skulls and scenes of death covered the pale; lifeless body of Nico Di Angelo. No matter how much the raven haired boy pleaded with the gods, they couldn't bring him back, hell, even Hades himself tried. The fates are cruel. The flames turned to a grey colour, although the son of Hades thought people hated him, many didn't. The Stoll brothers-for example- both wept in each other's arms, Jason held onto Piper like a lifeline; Hazel's knees collapsed from under her, tears streaming down her face, weeping into Frank's shoulder. Everyone was mourning in some way or another.

Percy didn't cry, instead he held his chin up high, eyes staring straight into the dancing flames. Annabeth clutched his shirt, he didn't feel anything. How could he, when all he wanted to do was find Nico and bring him back.

"I never said I was sorry that I didn't love him." Annabeth whispered. "Now he's gone."

That's when the reality hit Percy. He was gone, for good. It wasn't fair, it wasn't right; the ghost king should be out making friends, going to school, to Mc Donald's and being a normal teenager. The sea price started shaking violently, which made the blonde step back from the lovers embrace. Percy stared at the pyre, a deadly glint settling in his eyes with fists curling into balls, and vowed that Nico would come back. "Percy, tu sei il mio amore." The son of Poseidon spoke through gritted teeth. "That's what he said. No 'tell Annabeth I love her' or 'I didn't mean it Annabeth, I'm sorry'. He said 'Percy, tu sei il mio amore.'" The broken sea-green eyes bore into Annabeth's grey ones with such intensity, that she almost cowered in fear. "Do you know what that means wise girl?" he spoke in hushed tones.

"Yes Perce, I do." The daughter of Athena bowed her head, she was wrong after all.

"It meant 'Percy, you are my love.' Why? Why did he do it Annie?" Percy's voice cracked, tears gathering in his eyes. The blonde demigod desperately wanted to hold him, and tell him its okay, but she was frozen to the spot. The son of the sea god ran. He ran from the pyre, from all the mourning kids, he ran from everything. He would not let them see how broken their hero was. No chance in Tartarus.

"PERCY!" Annabeth screamed, but Chiron grasped her shoulder, not letting her go. She turned and silently cried into the centaur's chest.

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Percy fled until his lungs screamed for air and his legs ached for rest. He found himself on a secluded beach. He fell to the ground, heaving heavily, finally allowing the tears to stream down his face. "Not fair, not fair, never fair, why did you go? Not fair, not fair, not fair" he muttered. The sea prince gradually grew louder with each chant. "NOT FAIR, NOT FAIR, NOT FAIR, NOT FAIR" the wind howled, and the sea crashed against the beach. Percy barely registered the warm touch that pulled him into a hug. The tears just wouldn't stop coming.

They rocked gently, the mysterious embodiment of warmth rubbed circles on the back of Percy. It took about ten minutes for the sea prince's weeping to quiet down, several hiccups later the raven haired boy whimpered. The stranger could feel the boy snuggle into his neck, he continued to rock the son of the sea god and Percy soon fell into a dreamless sleep.

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Percy awoke wrapped in fluffy golden sheets, in an extremely comfy bed. He couldn't remember anything but running from camp, onto a beach and crying himself to sleep. The pyre, Nico's death, his last words, all ran rampant through his head. He tucked his legs in and rested his head on his knees.

"Don't think too much, you'll regret it." A musical voice flittered from the door way. Percy jumped, and stared in shock.

"Lord A-Apollo?" The sea prince's mouth hung open slightly.

AN- Thoughts so far? Okay I have tried a different writing style than I do when I normally write, but there it was, hope you liked it.