A reply to "Letter", set immediately before Percy's quest in "The Son of Neptune". This, also, is dedicated to the fantastic Meerkat Mythologer.
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Dear Annabeth,
What I'm wondering now is why you actually need to find me. I know where I am, I want to be here, and I can't think why I'd ever leave. Or why I'd go to Olympus. I'm not a Greek, I'm a Roman, so Olympus? No, thank you very much.
However, I can't remember anything before about 3 weeks ago. So maybe I do know all of the people you mentioned, but I honestly couldn't tell you.
I am at Camp Jupiter, a Roman demigod training camp. Jason sounds like one of the praetors, who went missing a few months ago. Everyone here has tattoos like the one you described. So yeah, that could be him.
And you know what, I like it here. I can't imagine being anywhere else, so thanks for your concern, but you know what? I don't want to go to this place, wherever you are. So all I gotta say is… don't bother any more. I ain't coming back, no matter what you say or do. So I won't help you.
Sorry for your loss. Yeah right.
Percy Jackson
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P.S. I don't know if you will want to hear this, but your name… It's the only thing that I can remember from earlier than three weeks ago. I don't know why, and I'm really sorry if this hurts you, but… I don't know. Is there anything I really should know? Please tell me. Please?
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JojotheObsessedFish