1 year later: Percy's POV:
"Sally! Jake! Uncle Apollo is here!" I yelled to my twins, Artemis named the girl after Sally, my mom, and I chose the name Jake for Artemis's and I's son. Artemis went on a little hunting trip with her hunters, leaving me with the kids. Apollo offered to take care of them today, to have some "special bonding time", but I'm willing to bet fifty drachma he just needs to have someone to help him and Hermes prank the kids and gods in camp today. Either way, I agreed. The first one to come down was Jake, a boy with messy auburn hair and green eyes. He came and gave me a hug and a quick kiss in the cheek before running to Apollo. The second to come down was Sally, a girl with lucious black, silky hair and silver eyes. She ran to Apollo (since she was more attached to him) who lifted her into the air "My, have you two grown. Sooner or later I'm going to have to help your daddy kick godly butt!" I laughed and gave him a slight punch on the shoulder, "You know it! And Artemis is going to help keep Jake out of trouble." we bid our farewells before I closed the door, letting my children go on their journey with their uncle.
I took a deep breath once I reached the gates. I pulled the flowers close to my chest, and started walking, my body automatically taking me where I want to go. Once I reached my destination, a simple yet marvelous stone, I knelt down and set the flowers on the bed of grass, my fingers tracing the letters carved into the stone:
Here lies a wonderfull woman, Sally Blofis.
Mother of Perseus "Percy" Jackson- our Lost Hero,
Lover of Poseidon
Creator of the best cookies in Greek history, (I chuckled a little at this one)
A mother
A friend
A lover
A wife
and most importantly, a hero.
A few tears slipped before I sniffled and let them fall, "Hi mom." I smiled sadly, "How are you?" My voice cracked, I may be a man, but sometimes, everyone needs to cry, at least once. "How's Paul? And Elysium?" I asked yet another question. "I'm out of Tartarus. Just thought you should know. I got married, with Artemis. I know right, wow. You have two grandchildren..." I spent hours talking and crying to the huge stone, as if it were actually my mom. As I went on, I started remembering all the good times I had with her, her smiles, our laughs. "I miss you. A-and it hurts ssssoooo much. I think the only thing that's keeping me here is my family." I felt a hand grip my shoulder, but I don't care, right now, it's me and my mom. "I'm sorry. For everything. All that trouble and misery I made you go through, with Gabe, myself. I'm surprised you didn't just leave me with him. I, I love you. And you'll always have a special place in my heart."
I stood up, "Oh, Percy." Hestia pulled me into a hug and let me cry into her shoulder. After thirteen years of bottling up all these emotions, I'm finally setting them free.
(I'm not sure if this was good enough to be one chapter, so I decided to continue)
"It hurts. It hurts so much! And it's all my fault. My fault. I got Kronos angry that day! I saw them die! I just didn't want to believe it then." I sobbed even harder into Hestia's shoulder. Soaking my adoptive mother's blouse with my tears.
She soothingly rubbed my back, rocking me back and forth as I sunk to the ground hugging my knees,she sunk down with me, still hugging me and not letting go. She flashed us to her palace's living room. "It's all my fault." I kept repeating. After a while, Hestia's was able to calm me down enough to where I could talk and she can understand. "You poor thing. Keeping all these, these emotions bottled up inside you for for centuries!" (remember on earth, Percy was only in Tartarus for 10 years, but in Tartarus, it was a century or two) then she seemed to realize something, "Why do you blame yourself?" she looked at me curiously "In Tartarus..."
Flashback:
I threw up blood as Kronos finished physically torturing me, now time to mentally hurt me. A cyclops came and unhooked my shackles from the ceiling and started dragging me by the shackles to my "play room". "No! Anything but the room! I-I-I'll do anything! I swear." I broke down into tears, knowing what is to come. I started trying to resist, but with the way the cyclops was literally dragging me, I couldn't find a way to stop myself. The cyclops made a sharp right, causing my ribs to crash into a wall, super hard.
The cyclops through me into a chair, where another monster tied me down. An empousa wheeled in a large curved screen and set it right infront of me, Kronos walked in and smiled at me wickedly, "Hahahaha, I've got a special treat for you." He said in a singsong type of way, he plugged in a wire and turned the screen on, "Coming to you live, from New York, it's time for... the death of Sally and Paul Blofis!" I flinched, trying to get myself out of these shackles, he would always show me the deaths of my friends, but never, has he ever shown me the death of someone who hasn't died yet, someone who is alive.
I watched on as a cyclops and empousa tear my parents limb from limb, blood splattering everywhere, the horrored look on their faces when they were informed that I am in Tartarus. My mother's last words, directed to the screen, looking right at me, simple words that will always haunt me for some unknown reason words I will never forget
I love you.
End of flashback:
Me: Hello! How are you? What you doin? How was you day? Why am I even asking if no one is going to even answer? Am I crazy? No wait, I can answer that, yes. Yes I am.
Percy: (flipping through papers and scratching head) Uh... I don't think that was part of the script.
Me: There's a script? Anyways, it's October! Do you know what that means, it gives my sister the chance to scare me all the way to Hades! Yay! (Note sarcasm on the yay) it also gives my little sister and nephew a chance to finally get their costumes. I wonder what they're going to be. I wonder what you guys are going to be, if you celebrate Halloween that is. It's fine if you don't, I have a friend that doesn't, so I understand. Has anyone here read my story on FictionPress, There's Another World Inside Me, One You May Never See? I feel like it's missing something, but can't find what. Well, until next time!
Hera: Don't forget to vote on the poll: Should Hero of Olympus in disguise write a sequel to this story?
Me: Hera?!