Chapter 21

I wanted to black out. I wanted to die, for it to end. The pain was unbearable and I wanted it to please, please stop. Which was when it occurred to me. If I didn't get up, if I didn't get up now… then I was going to die here. Except I had no motivation, it hurt to badly.

"Dean," I murmured, but even the thought of going to save Dean wasn't enough. Then his voice popped into my head. Come on get pissed. Get up and get angry. Then I realised this was there fault, if the gods had treated there kids better then this would have never happened.

I forced myself to my hands and knees, grabbing a tree and hauling myself upright. I the aching in my side was so bad that I thought that I was going to pass out or throw up but I just pulled my hair to one side, covering the wound and made for camp.

They had to know, they had to feel responsible for what they'd done. They did this. Rage got stronger and stronger in me until I was able to fake unhurt, making for the big house. It kept me upright.

Blood started to drip from the bottom of my dress, staining the sea green fabric. Nobody noticed though, I made my way out of camp and into Olympus. Bloody handprints marking the walls when I used them to support me.

I walking into the throne room and the gods all stopped talking and stared at me. My hands were pressed tightly to my side and my hair covered them. I told them about Luke and how he tried to convince me to join the enemy and that the enemy… the enemy was Kronos.

They started chattering amongst themselves arguing and bickering about what needed to be done. Talk got bitter and they started to blame demigods… the rage that I had used to keep me upright, to keep me moving exploded.

"Idjits," I snarled loudly, "You stupid, stupid sons of bitches. Family isn't supposed to make ya feel good, there supposed to make you miserable. THAT'S WHY THEY'RE FAMILY! And I am so sorry that you got your feelings hurt Princesses but this is all your fault."

They looked at me in complete shock but all I could see was red, determined to rip into them and draw blood with words alone while I still had the ability to stay upright.

"So don't you dare put this on demigods," I yelled, "Because you all fucked up and these are the consequences. Do you know what happens to mortal parents like you, they have their children taken away."

They flinched but I wasn't done, even though I had to lock my knees to keep from collapsing.

"If you can't look after your kids, then use a fucking condom," I continued venomously, "Didn't you get sex ed? You chose to sleep with mortals, your children are your responsibility and you screwed it…. Congratulations, you inability to give a flying fuck has started to fucking apocalypse."

"This is only war," Uncle Zeus said, an under current of shakiness in his voice. My legs gave out and I collapse to my knees, holding my self up from the floor with my hands as I gave a wet cough. Speckling the white marble floor with flecks of blood.

"Believe what you want to, but we both know better," I gasped, there faces weaving in and out and a blonde man coming cautiously towards me. Trying not to spook me. "We both know what was started here… and you have… nobody to blame but yourselves."

I let the last of the consciousness slip from me, the last thing I remember is arms wrapping around my body and stopping me from hitting the floor and Clarisse's scared pale face standing in the door way.

We I woke up my room were filling with people. I kept my eyes closed and listened to them talk. There was somebody lying behind me, hugging me gently.

"How did you find her?" I heard one ask.

"I followed the trail of blood," Clarisse snapped. I could imagine her fidgeting as she answered. "Was it really Luke?" she asked.

"That is what she told us," the voice from behind me said. Dad… he really was upset about me being hurt, I could hear it in his voice. If I weren't pretending to be asleep I would have rolled my eyes. Now I had to care.

"Damn it," Clarisse said, there was a bang. The sound of a fist hitting a wall I guessed. They talked a little longer, most of them wondered why I hadn't gone to get medical attention… the truth was it hadn't even occurred to me to.

Eventually the all left and I was free to get up. The room was blue and beach-y, there were seashells and the frames of the photographs on the wall had sand stuck to them. Engraved on the open door on a silver plaque was Poseidon in Greek.

I got up and made for the bathroom, shutting the bedroom door before. I showered and examined the place where the wounds where. Between whatever mojo they used to fix me up and the water it was completely healed.

I got clean and dressed in a clean dress, smoky purple this time and slide on my boot. Weapons were strapped to me and I pulled my hair back. It was time, I was going to help Dean, if it was the last thing that I did so be it.

I penned a quick note. The pillows were shoved under the blankets in that teenager sneaking out way, the note on top of the pillows, under the blanket.

Thanks for fixing me up I still blame you though.

I'm heading out for the year.

If I'm still alive and haven't been eaten by monsters or something, I'll help.

I'll help you fight Kronos.

You've used your collective fuck up,

Until next summer, love Perci xoxo.

It was harder to get out of Olympus without anyone seeing me than it was getting in, but I managed it. Back at camp I snuck out of the big house and looked up at the stars. I wondered if I was even going to make it out of hell. I decided that it didn't matter; I had the chance to save Dean.

I couldn't just leave without saying goodbye though. Clarisse wasn't there, maybe she was still on Olympus, but Annabeth was tangled alone in the blankets of out makeshift mass bed. I didn't even think she had found out what happened today yet. I shook her carefully awake.

"Hey Annabeth," I said, she looked at me in confusion.

"Perci," she replied still half asleep.

"Yeah, I just wanted to say goodbye," I told her giving her a hug and a kiss on the temple, "I'm heading out, see you next summer." She let out some kind of humming sound of assent and cuddled into me sleepily.

"I'm going to go back to my dads after camp," she told me, "I'm gonna go, because you asked me." I told her that was good and let her fall back into proper sleep. I ran down the hill and got into the waiting taxi.

Back to LA.