Hopeless
Chapter 1
Percy Pov
I had never really experienced hopelessness before.
The war was over. It was hopeless. Pandora's Jar had been opened. Well it got smashed. This was the second time I had been given Pandora's jar. The first time I gave it to Lady Hestia. She protected it because she was the one who would never lose hope. She held a mortals last weapon;
Hope.
But I had lost it, my last weapon;
Hope.
It felt like my soul had been torn into a million pieces, pieces smaller than the pieces Kronos had been cut into.
The second time I had been given Pandora's jar I had no one left to give it to, no one who would hold the jar and resist its temptations. And now there is no hope. Every day the weight of the past gets heavier and heavier.
They say You Only Live Once, well this man has lived too long but the fates never cut my string, they just tortured me slowly.
The constant reminders of my past friends and the sacrifices they made for me. Every day this haunts me, the fact that someone else could- should have been in my place.
Loyalty is my fatal flaw but I have no one left to be loyal to.
And now, I walk the world without a purpose, I have tried suicide but I hear a voice in my head that said;
"Not yet," Mysteriously. I don't understand that 'not yet' I have walked these lands too long why can't I just put this body to rest?
Here is what happened:
(MOST OF THIS STORY IS IN THIS FLASHBACK)
The giant war was over and everything was perfect. We had the romans and the Greeks co-operating together and Gaia was defeated. The Greeks and Romans became more social and went on quests together. The monster attacks were minimal and rare. Dionysus was released from being camp manager and Chiron was assigned the position as well as being the activities director.
One day I got an iris message from a guy in a hood.
"I will bring your world crashing down around you." Those nine words sent shivers down my spine.
A week later went got reports of a monster army of about 100000 was coming towards camp.
All alarms were on, everyone was putting on armour, and the Hermes cabin was working with the Hephaestus cabin making arrows with Greek fire in them that would detonate on contact.
The Ares cabin was shouting out battle remarks like;
"Ha the monsters won't know what happened to them until they are in Tartarus!" And stuff like that.
We heard a loud noise like a million corpses all groaning and muttering. Then the ground shook. Not like a small earthquake, the ground literally turned 45 degrees but it went back in place.
We saw a big crowd walking towards camp.
Then we realised that it wasn't a crown of people, it was a crowd of monsters.
The monsters came. The border didn't survive the thousands and thousands of monsters pounding it. The borders cracked into a million pieces. We were surrounded by thousands of monsters all closing in on us at once.
I was at the front of the camp defences and was probably the only one that saw Thalia's pine tree trampled on by a hyperborean giant. A hellhound dashed at Will Solace and the son of Apollo didn't stand a chance against the evil piece of meat tearing him to shreds.
"ATTACK!" I shouted. All the campers charged at the monsters but in the end the campers were losing to the monsters. There were too many monsters.
A Minotaur charged me while I wasn't looking and caught me by surprise. I was thrown into the stump of a stampeded tree.
I could only watch in horror as the last few campers were defeated and the whole camp was reduced to debris in front of my eyes.
AN: This was an idea that was floating around in my head for quite a few weeks now and I just needed to get it out. The next few chapters will be longer and hopefully fast. The ending has been planned out for this story so no ideas please. I don't mind a little flames in review and I like constructive criticism. Please review, Fav, Follow and recommend.
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