Summary: "I see you, but not past his eyes. They are not your eyes." Poemfic, Hermes to Luke. Semi-sequel to LtH:NGE. NOTE: spoilers!

Genre: Angst/Poetry

Rating: K+

Disclaimer: I don't own PJatO. Rick Riordan does.

Hermes to Luke: Not Your Eyes

When I see your eyes,

they're not yours anymore.

They're your master's eyes,

using your body,

feeding you lies that

build off of your hate

for the gods, for me.

I know you're still in there,

the son I watched over

when you were a child.

You think I didn't

hear your prayers,

but I was always there;

you just didn't see me.

No matter what you believe,

you were always my pride and joy.

I wish the rule could be lifted,

so I could talk to you,

shake you until you snap out of

whatever lies your master

has brainwashed you to believe.

It hurts me so much

that I can't see you anymore.

I see you, but not past his eyes.

They are not your eyes.