Hero of Olympus

by disasterousresults

Short one-shot. As Percy is battling a monster, he thinks about who he is now that he has lived as a Roman and a Greek.

"Who are you?" They screamed. I thought about it for a moment.

I am the guy in an orange shirt with a purple cape.

I wear my bead around my neck and a trident tattoo on my arm.

I'm a contradiction, this doesn't make any sense, but it feels right.

This is how I should be.

"I am Perseus, son of Poseidon."

I am a Greek warrior and a Roman soldier.

I am a Greek leader and a Roman praetor.

I brought my sword down and all that was left of the monster was some gold dust.

"I am the Hero Of Olympus." I whispered as the dust scattered over the blood soaked ground. I turned and walked away, thinking about my new identity.