Chapter 2: Why is Everyone in Love?
Percy's POV~
I watched as they lowered all those coffins in the ground and I officially hated funerals now. With their coffins in the earth, it was like letting Gaea claim them. And those people are not for her to claim. I was currently perched in a tree, observing everything from below.
I wanted to join my comrades and friends to mourn for the dead, but the problem was that almost all my friends are dead. And plus, did any of them try to help her? Did any of them even make a move to comfort me? No, they just stood there.
I was quietly sobbing as I heard them tell about the quests that Annabeth and I went on. This pain was too much. But I had to stay until it was all over so I could mourn in peace. Fortunately, the gods decided to make the Cemetery of Heroes, here in New York and not on Olympus. After, the funeral (which ended up with me and soaked tear T-shirt) I quietly sneaked down to the gravestones. What they read made my heart tear.
Jason Grace~
A strong hero and leader for many years at Camp Jupiter,
A Hero of Olympus
To be husband of Piper McLean
A great friend who always there
Jason, remember to have fun sometimes too.
Piper Mclean~
A non-conceded Aphrodite spawn
A Hero Olympus
To be wife of Jason Grace
Would go down fighting to save a love
Piper, your mother loves you for who you are. Not for what she wants you to become.
Leo Valdez~
A loyal and funny hero
A Hero Of Olympus
Was going to rescue Calypso
Would have always wanted to use the phrase before he died, I left a million dollars in the, in the...
Leo, you are not the 7th wheel.
Frank Zhang~
A wonderful archer and would have made a great Praetor
Hero of Olympus
Boyfriend of Hazel Levesque
Worried about who he love's life before his own
Frank, you are perfect just the way you are.
Hazel Levesque~
First to be able to tame Arion
Hero of Olympus
Girlfriend of Frank Zhang
Always tried to take on more than she could handle
Hazel, no one cares about the person you were. We care about the person you've become.
Annabeth Chase~
One of the youngest demigods to conquer the Labyrinth and one of the first to go to Tartarus and survive
Hero and Architect of Olympus
Girlfriend of Percy Jackson
Always was prideful
Annabeth, you will be remembered as a hero.
Why did they have to die? Why did it have to be them. I put my head in hands and cried. They didn't deserve to die. It should have been me./p
I heard footsteps coming towards, so I quickly wiped my tear-stained cheeks and mist-traveled away.
I landed on my dusty bed in my cabin at Montauk. I decided to clean up a bit before hitting the hay. Big mistake. I had to dust all the spider webbed-filled corners, sweep the dirty floors, wipe the counter tops, and do laundry. Yes, emlaundry/em. I know, horrible right? I took a quick shower, before laying down on my freshly cleaned bed. My eyes slowly started to droop and I had one thought before I fell to sleep.
Demigod dreams.
In my dream, I was reliving the war. Which? Both. The fates are just that cruel. I watched as my comrades died and in this dream, Gaea did win. Was this some alternate universe? Perhaps in another world, another time, my destiny was changed. I was destined to raze Olympus, than save it. I guess my alternate self is seeing what I would have saw in my world.(Well, that kinda went a little deep..) Well, anyway this dream just made me want to cry. Who was doing this? I looked down in my dream self and was about to re-watch the light fade out of Annabeth's eye, when I awoke./em/p
I sat up so fast, I fell off my bed. I was sweating and panting from that nightmare of a dream. Hey sandman, next time bring me a better dream. I started to go about my morning as if I was still at Camp... , wow I couldn't even say that name with out those pictures floating back into my head. I sighed and grabbed my hoodie and raced out the door, ready to eat some breakfast.
I walked the streets of New York alone, pulling my hood over my head as I felt the late summer chill brush against my skin. I looked at the happy couples walking down the streets, hand in hand, laughing and smiling. I smiled myself, a sad smile at the couples. That could have been me and Annabeth.
I turned left and I entered a small coffee shop. The aroma of baked goods and coffee overwhelmed me for a second. I never really got to go to a coffee shop, so I must have looked weird gawking at all the different types of coffee. Back at emthat/em place, they only had one type of coffee. None.
I ended up getting a caramel macchiato and sat at a table in the corner. I noticed that on my cup, the cashier left her number. Wow, I guess nowadays you don't even get to know the boy's name before you give him your phone number and ask him out. After seeing the number I left, not wanting to confront this lovesick girl. I took a sip of my coffee and walked down a road filled with love.
Tony Stark (aka Iron Man)'s POV~
I looked down at the profile in my hands. Who is this kid? Director Fury said we had to detain him and we would do so tomorrow. But I don't think I could bring myself to harm such an innocent looking kid. From the picture on his profile, that looked past due, he didn't look capable of being a terrorist or even a threat.
I looked at everyone's expression and saw that they had my same idea. Well except Natasha. She never showed her emotions. I glanced down at the file once more and had that question still ringing in my head. How could I harm someone that young?
