Jason
A/N: This is inspired by a picture I saw on Facebook about the Seven's and Nico's last words. Each Hero will have their own chapter and I may add some other heroes.
Everywhere he looked, he saw the battle raging. He saw his friends fighting enemies too large for them to take down. He saw demigods fighting alongside the gods to rid the world of the giants. It was hopeless. His friends were running out of strength. They were injured and there was no time to heal. No time for ambrosia and nectar. He saw Percy fighting while shielding an injured Annabeth. He watched as Piper dragged Leo off to the side to prevent any further harm from coming to him. A feeling of pride surged through him as he saw Hazel and Frank fighting side by side, even though they were both injured. Of course, their injuries weren't as bad as Annabeth's or Leo's. He watched Nico and Thalia fight together, protecting each other. As Nico summoned spirits of the dead to fight and Thalia shot arrows at their foes, each finding a weak spot and killing the monster as intended, Jason watched from where he was fighting his own monsters. He knew that they couldn't go on like this. His friends were not going to last much longer. He needed to finish this, and he had to do it fast. He was supposed to keep them safe. He knew that there was no way he would survive what he was planning to do. He would burn himself out. But, hopefully, with the help of the gods, this would get rid of all off the Giants. He looked at his friends and then he looked at his father.
'Jason, NO! You cannot do what you're thinking. You'll burn out.' Zeus screamed.
'Father, you cannot stop me. Please just help me. This is MY quest. They are MY responsibility.' With that he summoned all the lightning he possibly could, much more than his body could safely handle. The other gods turned and caught on when they saw what was happening. They each summoned all powers in their elements and helped the son of Jupiter to banish the giants. When the storm subsided. Jason was lying motionless on the floor. The other heroes rushed over to him, checking to see if he was alive, although they knew there was no chance. As Piper saw that he was not alive she began to silently begun to cry. The others had tears streaking down their faces. As Zeus saw the motionless body of his son he began to cry. His form shimmered and he became his roman counterpart. He kneeled next to his only son.
'You did well my son. I'm proud of you.' Zeus said, finally telling his son what he should have said a long time ago.
