Disclaimer: I don't own the PJO series, Rick Riordan does.

(Percy POV)

It's fair to say that the party on Olympus was the best party I had ever been to. Which may not be that many, but come on, a party organised by three Gods, you show me a better mortal party. I dare you.

Anyway, I couldn't stay. I tried, I really did. But you can only pretend to enjoy yourself for so long, before people start to notice. So I asked Poseidon if he could flash me back to camp, which thankfully he did. I walked into my cabin and collapsed onto my bed, finally letting everything wash over me. All the pain of losing friends, and Annabeth. That's when I allowed myself to cry, to let all my emotions run free. In all honesty I'm surprised that I didn't cause a hurricane or something, and that's the last thing I remember before falling into a dreamless sleep. Thankfully.

So that's how my night went.

I wake up in the morning, with about everything aching and feeling stiff. Wonderful. I had fallen asleep fully dressed in my jeans, and camp T-shirt. Which were both still covered in golden dust, mud and scorched black in a few places.

I role out of bed, peeling off my clothes and heading for the shower. The shower feels glorious, washing away all my aches and pains. But as I step out of the shower I catch a glimpse of myself in the mirror.

Why do I look older? Oh yea, Poseidon made me look 21. Wow, you really aren't the brightest are you Percy. I take a second to inspect myself. I've grown about 4 inches, leaving me at about 6'4 now. I've gotten broader and I filled out a bit, but maintained my slim swimmer build. My hair, while as messy as always is now down to my shoulders. But I guess to most noticeable difference is my eyes, the once bright sea green eyes. Now look dark, broken and filled with sadness. How could they not considering what's happened, and apparently what's going to happen.

I shake the dark thoughts from my head and quickly get changed into some board shorts and a clean camp shirt, and make my way to the dinning pavilion for breakfast. I watch as a couple of other latecomers jog towards the dining pavilion.

As I enter, all the conversations die down to a mummer as everyone gives me sympathetic looks. I just give everyone a small smile and head towards the Poseidon table and sit by myself. I think of blue chocolate chip pancakes and a dozen appear on my plate, that still amazes me.

The conversations build up around me again, albeit quietly. I catch snippets of my name, but that's about it. I sacrifice a couple of pancakes to the Gods and head back to my table and eat in silence, the pain in my heart slowly growing.

I quickly finish my pancakes, and look around. Jason and Piper are sat hand in hand at the Zeus table, talking quietly among themselves. Leo and Calypso are sat at the Hephaestus table, the Latino elf tinkering with something with one of his brothers while Calypso talks with a young looking girl on the table. Frank and Hazel are sat with Nico at the Hades table, talking animatedly while Nico tries to look uninterested.

I'm glad that they all got to be together.

I stand and head towards the training area, to hopefully clear my head a bit before I explain to the Gods my dream about the next war.

"Hey Perce, where you going?" Connor and Travis ask in unison as I pass their table. Which is still really creepy if you were wondering. I instinctively check my pocket for Riptide and internally sigh when it's still there, even though it would reappear in my pocket after a few minutes anyway.

"Just to get some training in, wanna come?" I offer knowing the answer. They both quickly shake their heads, a small trace of fear in their eyes. I grin slightly and continue towards the training area.

An hour later and I am drenched in sweat and lying on the floor. All the dummy automations lay in pieces around me, smoking and sparking. Leo's gonna be pretty pissed. Maybe if I had been faster I could have save Annabeth, if we had defeated Gaia just a second faster she would still be alive. If I had been paying more attention to everyone, or been stronger. Tears start to build in my eyes and slowly creep down my face.

When a slow clap snaps my attention to the entrance. Where I see the flutter of a purple cloak and the gleam of Imperial Gold armour. I quickly shoot into sitting position and try to subtly wipe the tears from my face, before standing up and walking over to the entrance.

"Hi Reyna." I say as casually happy as I can muster. Can't have people knowing that I'm dying inside. Her black eyes stare at me for a second, as if she's trying to determine if my emotional state matched the way I spoke.

"As efficient as ever Jackson." She compliments? Indicating to the devastation I just left, as I grab a bottle of water from my stuff and pour half the contents over my head and drink the rest. Feeling a million times better I turn back to Reyna.

"Everyone needs a hobby. Mine just happens to be breaking Leo's stuff." I say, a fake smile plastered on my face as I look back at the train area. She inspects me for a second, before allowing a small smile.

"Well I was just exploring, when I came upon your little display." I raise an eyebrow, was she watching me the whole time? Nah, I would have noticed. Right? She looks like she wants to ask something else, but apparently decides against it.

"Anyway, see you later Jackson." She states as she walks away, only to stop about 10ft away.

"Actually, I may be a little lost. Would you mind showing me around if you're not busy." She asks, half turning around. Annoyance and embarrassment fill her eyes, probably at having to ask for help. Well I guess there is a first time for everything.

"Are you asking for help Consul? What is the world coming to?" I joke as I grab my other water bottle and walk towards her willing myself dry grinning slightly. Anger builds on her face, while embarrassment fills her eyes. That might have been a mistake.

But Reyna composes herself, back to her neutral and calm expression.

"Well as this is a place I have never been to before, it is only natural for me to ask for a guide to show me the lay of the land." She counters. Well I guess she's got me there.

I kind of don't want to be around people at the moment, but I guess since she asked so earnestly I'll give her a tour.

"I guess you're right." I concede

"Follow me then Consul. As I show you around my second home." I reply with an overly flamboyant bow, making her smile a little. I then start walking into camp, wondering what I should show her first.

(Reyna POV)

After breakfast I decide that it would probably be for the best to explore Camp Half-Blood a little, but it takes no time before I am utterly lost. I instantly regret not asking someone to show me around.

The sound of metal clashing draws my attention towards a small coliseum. Someone must be training. I make my way towards the coliseum, wondering in what way Greeks train and how different it is to the Legion. Which is very much unit based training.

When I walk into the coliseum I am shocked at the sight. A lone figure stands surrounded by at least 80 automations, all of which are armed with different weapons. Ranging from swords and spears, to javelins and bows. The person doesn't seem to be particularly fazed by the number he is facing, he just stands there patiently with his sword by his side.

A buzzer sounds and all the automations spring to life, those with swords moving as a blur towards the man. While those with spears form into a phalanx, and those with bows and javelins take aim. The man just stands there, almost meditative. Is he mad? As I watch the automations get closer, it isn't till the first automation is about to cleave his head off that he moves. It's almost too quick for me to register. He ducks under the strike while spinning 180 and slicing through the automations chest in one lethal strike. It's then that I realise who it is. It's Percy Jackson.

For the next hour I watched as he fought like a demon. Dancing through the swords, arrows and javelins of the automations, whilst simultaneously cutting them down. Slashing and dodging at such unimaginable speed that it verged on precognition.

He spun into some open space, barely even sweating. His green eyes seem to be burning as he scanned the remaining enemies for a couple of seconds, before sprinting headlong into the phalanx. Just before the spears could touch him, he jumped and span between the 15ft spears and landed on one of the automations effectively crushing its head under his converses. He then got to work cutting down the phalanx with terrifying speed.

All that remained were the ranged fighters, which he made quick work reducing to scrap. Cutting their projectiles out of the air whilst running between enemies and ending them, before lying down drenched in sweat.

If this has shown me anything, it was that Percy Jackson both terrified me and inspired me. I slowly clapped to alert him to my presence, and he quickly looked at me before sitting up, wiping sweat off of his face and made his way over.

"As efficient as ever Jackson." I more acknowledge than anything else, remembering his time in the Legion. He quickly pours some water over his head and drains the rest of the bottle, before turning his now dull green eyes on me.

"Everyone needs a hobby. Mine just happens to be breaking Leo's stuff." He returns with what looks like a very forced smile and slightly red eyes, he must have just started to cry. He's very much more broken that he lets on.

"Well I was just exploring, when I came upon your little display." I explain. Well that's basically the truth, anyway I suppose I should leave him to his business.

"Anyway, see you later Jackson." I say before turning and walking away. Wait, how do I get back to, well, anywhere? Slowly I come to a stop, I wonder if he would show me around. But the thought of asking for help really annoys me, and he's definitely the type of guy that's going to make a joke.

I sigh quietly in embarrassment, before half turning back around.

"Actually, I may be a little lost. Would you mind showing me around if you're not busy." I ask a little quieter than normal, anger and a little embarrassment building. A small grin, a real one this time appears on his face.

"Are you asking for help Consul? What is the world coming to?" He asks, humour and a little sarcasm rolling off his words. As he grabs another bottle of water and walks over, and as water basically flies off of him I'm stunned. But I manage to glare at him instead of looking shocked.

He looks like he realises he made a mistake, so I reel in my glare and recompose my face before countering his joke with an explanation.

""Well as this is a place I have never been to before, it is only natural for me to ask for a guide to show me the lay of the land." He seems to accept my answer.

"I guess you're right. Follow me then Consul. As I show you around my second home." He says, dropping into a low bow. I smile at his ever comical nature, even at a time like this. As I follow him, presumably, back to camp.

(Percy POV)

After spending a couple of hours showing Reyna camp. All of the cabins, the forge, the Pegasus stables, where I had a quick chat Blackjack and gave him a sugar cube. I finished with the volleyball courts and the woods. I explained how we played capture the flag, and that it was stocked with monsters. I'm pretty sure I heard her mumble something about how the Legion would fare in the games.

I walked her back to the dining pavilion where the rest of the Legion was kind of milling around, waiting to be taken home by the Gods. Aw shit, I have to tell them about my dream don't I. Fuck!

"Sorry Reyna, I just remembered I have to do something. I'll catch you later. Don't leave with out saying goodbye." I fire off quickly as I run away before I hear her reply.

I quickly run into my cabin and over to the ornate seawater fountain. Thankfully it's a pretty sunny day, so it's pretty easy to get a rainbow going. I grab a drachma off the side and chuck it into the rainbow.

"Oh Iris, goddess of the Rainbow, please accept my offering. Show my Poseidon." The drachma gets absorbed into the rainbow instead of splashing in the fountain, meaning it's been accepted. Always a good start.

An image of my father comes into view, he seems to be in his throne room talking to Triton. Not my biggest fan. Poseidon notices me and quickly finishes with Triton.

"Percy, how're you doing?" He asks with a little concern.

"Hey dad, not wanting to be the bearer of bad news. But I had a dream last night and I think a new war is coming." I reveal. His face drops and he seems to age about a hundred years.

"Tell me everything." He commands.

I nod before explaining everything to him.

After explaining my dream to him, dread is all over Poseidon's face.

"I will call a meeting at once, collect all of the new Minor Gods and immortals. I will come and collect you." He instructs, swiping his hand through the message. I quickly run out of cabin to find everyone and direct them to my cabin.

After gathering everyone in my cabin, I sit on my bed and wait. The Seven, Calypso and Nico have knowing looks on their faces. Whilst Reyna looks like a fish out of water.

"So I'm guessing we're telling the Gods about your dream." Jason more states than asks. I nod at him, as a golden flash appears in the corner of the room.

"Good you're all here, everyone is waiting. Let's go." Poseidon quickly says, and in the next instant we are all standing in the Olympian throne room. Poseidon in his throne and the rest of us standing in the middle, we all quickly bow.

"So, what is the meaning of this meeting Poseidon?" Zeus inquires.

"Percy may have a somewhat dire revelation." He replies, indicating for me to explain.

(Line Break)

After explaining my dream, it is silent for a long while.

"So what are we going to do about this!?" Zeus thunders, electricity sparking off of him.

"Well firstly, we must increase the defences at both camps. As well as insuring that the Demigods are trained." Athena supplies smoothly.

"As well as reinforcing alliances and relationships with all the Minor Gods and the Amazons." She continues without even stopping to take a breath.

"Fortunately it would seem that we have some time to do all of this, so I believe we should get started immediately." She finishes, turning back to us.

"Very well. Romans, you must go back to New Rome immediately and get preparations underway. As well as appointing new Praetors. Greeks you must do the same at Camp Half-Blood." He orders, in a relatively calm voice surprisingly.

"My Lord what about the law, we cannot interact with Demigods anymore." Piper observes. It's a good point, only Nico, Reyna and myself can now.

"That's where you are wrong my dear." Aphrodite replies without looking away from her mirror as she corrects her make-up.

"Aphrodite is correct, as all of you share the domain of Heroes both camps come under your spheres of control. So you can interact freely with them." Athena explains. They did that on purpose, I'm sure.

"Alright meeting dismissed." Zeus states, flashing out in a massive strike of lightning. Drama Queen strikes again. Followed by most of the other Gods. Only Poseidon, Hades, Hestia and surprisingly Aphrodite remain. With a quick farewell to my now Godly friends, they flash away as well. Leaving only Nico, Reyna and myself.

"Perseus, a moment if you please." Hades extends, indicating for me to follow him. I follow him a little way before he turns back to me.

"I believe I told you that I had a message from Annabeth for you." Hades recalls. My heartbeat quickens and my palms begin to moisten in anticipation. I wait for him to continue, not trusting myself to speak. Thankfully Hades gets the point, pulling out an ethereal looking note.

"Well she says, "Percy, I know that you are probably blaming yourself for my death. Don't, there is nothing that you could have done. I made my choices and they led me there, so it's all on me. So don't be stupid. I also heard about your somewhat forced Immortality, it's about Gods damn time. You deserve it. Now I want you to make me a promise, and I know that it will be difficult, but I want you to move on with your life. Live and love, don't hold yourself back in a depression because that'll be a horrible eternity to live alone. Also I'm going to go for rebirth, the Isles of the Blessed sounds pretty great. So maybe see you again in the next life. Silena and Charles say hi and remember, I love you with all of my heart. Your Annabeth." That's all of it, sorry it's kind of short. There's a finite amount of space on these things." Hades finishes, looking up from the now disappearing note. Is that like ghost paper? Tears fall freely as both relief and depression slam into me. I'm sure she'll make the Isles of the blessed with ease. I look at Hades with a watery smile.

"Thank you so much." I whisper. He gives me a sympathetic smile before pulling me into a hug. Surprising me so much my heart nearly stops.

"I know how it feels Percy. But she is right, you can't live eternity in depression, that'll be a fate worse than death." He quietly soothes. Before leaning down to be eye level with me.

"Also, just between you and me. She only has to go through rebirth once to get there." He whispers giving me a wink. I am filled with gratitude at his words.

"My Lord I cannot thank you enough. If there is ever a time you need my help please don't hesitate to ask." I say, bowing slightly.

"I'll hold you to that." He says with a sly smile, before disappearing into the shadows.

I walk back to the other, wiping the tears from my eyes. They all look concerned, but when I give them a real smile for the first time in the last few days they relax. Aphrodite comes up to me and hugs me softly.

"Percy I am so sorry about Annabeth. I know I made things a little difficult over the years, and I am truly sorry. I promise that I'll stay out of your love life, well, I won't make any problems for it at least. Probably." She sobs a little. Well that's awfully nice of her, I bow and thank her and she disappears into a puff of pink smoke.

I walk over to Nico, Reyna and Poseidon and give my famous lopsided grin.

"Well we've got some work to do." I grin.

After hearing Annabeth's letter I do feel a bit better, still absolutely horrendous but a little better.

It may not be anytime soon Wise Girl, but I'll give living a shot.