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Pretend Bianca's was the same age as Percy in TTC, and she aged in Elysium.
Percy Third Person POV
Percy swam through the salty yet refreshing and beautiful waters. Fish scurried away, not wanting to be in the way of an angry, betrayed, and heartbroken prince of the seas.
The Son of Poseidon, however, betted that the fish were now spreading rumors, which probably had something to do with why he was like this. But fish didn't have feelings, so they could never figure out why until someone announced it. He idly wondered if his mother was worried about him but he put that thought behind.
Suddenly a presence appeared beside Percy, a comforting aura around the figure. His Hawaiian t-shirt hung loosely around the tanned figure. But once you see the tan, you can easily find out that this man was either a Son of the Seas or the King Of the seas himself. Yet the godly presence exposed the person to be Poseidon.
"Son?" Poseidon whispered out, shocked that his son was in the water with a heartbroken expression instead of with his girlfriend. But anger for whoever did this to him.
Percy didn't say a word, he just choked out a heartbroken sob, full of anguish, and hugged his father whilst crying into his shoulder.
The God of the Seas wasted no time to hugging Percy back, trying to comfort his son. The last time he ever saw Percy like this was after each of the deaths he had to endure during Percy's quests. Did someone else die? Someone close to Percy? Poseidon hopes not but the Fates really do enjoy making Percy's life a living Tartarus, so it wouldn't surprise Poseidon but make him simply charge up to the Fates and demand Percy to have a happy ending. If anyone deserved one, it would be Percy, no question nor doubt about that.
Silence washed over the father and son, the father just confused while the son tried to reel in his sobs.
"S-sorry." Percy murmured, pulling away from Poseidon and connecting his sea-green eyes with Poseidon's power-radiating sea-green eyes.
The Lord of Horses frowned, looking into Percy's eyes and trying to find out his son's problems as Poseidon definitely does not want to see Percy having to force out what happened. But Poseidon doesn't see his answer, all he saw was betrayal and heartbrokenness in Percy's eyes; and that scared him to Tartarus.
Finally, he couldn't hold in the question, so he just said it in the most best sense he could probably do, "Something wrong?" A pretty poor attempt at finding out what happened.
Percy flinched, the flashbacks flooding his mind but he quickly pushed it back. A thought went through his head, Dam. He just built a dam in his head. The Son of Poseidon couldn't but chuckle; but the chuckle was a terrifying one. Both bitterness and cheerfulness made an emotion he couldn't explain come out of his mouth.
"H-how do you put this in...?" Percy mused quietly, but loud enough for Poseidon to hear as the seas started growing into a tense state, the mortals above land probably just think a hurricane is about to start, or even yet: A tsunami.
"Annabeth dumped m-me." Percy explained, not wanting to go into too much detail nor even exposing her. Although she kind of deserved it...never mind that.
Poseidon instantly has his eyes wide, staring in shock at his son. Despite him not being the God of Love: that would be terrifying, but despite that, he knew Percy loved Annabeth. Which was pretty weird as Poseidon's son was dating his father's, brother's, daughter's daughter.
"W-what?" Poseidon stammered out, eyes prancing around Percy's face, looking for any sense of lying or Percy's usual sarcastic tone. Nothing.
Percy started crying again, burying his face into Poseidon's shirt and letting his sobs escape his mouth. He never had this much sobs, he didn't even know that he could cry this much: but it probably had nothing to do with anything as he never knew that Annabeth would have the audacity of cheating on him. But he didn't deserve her. Perhaps it was the best for them to break up. This thought made Percy sob even more.
"That daughter of Athena." Poseidon scowled above Percy's head, glaring up to the surface of the water and enjoying the unique and satisfying sparkle of the water being shined on from Apollo driving his chariot over the world and slowly letting the sun disappear from Zeus' domain. He watched as clouds gathered above their position, Stormbringer. Poseidon figured out why Zeus liked his domain so much, it is a satisfying experience to watch the clouds slowly turn darker as Apollo's bright teeth created the beautiful clouds. But Poseidon would never give his domain up for anything, well...perhaps to save one of his loved ones.
"Don't-I'll just go blow off some steam somewhere else." Percy reassured, pulling back from the hug. He always questioned, 'If he ever cried in the water, would the tear marks stay on him?' The answer to that is no. But of course that isn't science...is it? Well...Percy shook his head to get lost from his thoughts.
"I'll see you...later." Percy waved his head weakly, giving Poseidon a friendly-watery-underwater smile. His father gave Percy a small nod.
"Just ask for me when you need me. Here, take this pearl," Poseidon handed Percy a pure white pearl but instead of the pearl he received during his visit in Santa Monica, his pearl had a small sea-green line that circled around the middle of the crystal pearl, "Smash it like you did in the Underworld and I would immediately know you need me and flash there to help you with whatever."
The Son of Poseidon smiled a tad bit bigger, glad that he could have the best father he could ever ask for. Not something to complain about, but something to be glad about. "Wait, can you tell my mom about it?" Percy asked hopefully, not ready to socialize with many people yet. Poseidon nodded quietly, making Percy nod in return and swim off while Poseidon flashed away.
He swam up to the surface, letting his head pop up over it and the wind washing over Percy's face, giving him a cool off from the heat of his face when he cried. He willed the water to lift himself up, letting his whole body be above the surface.
He slowly let himself down, letting his feet connect with the water and standing there. He loved his water power. That is something else he could love.
Percy got into a sitting position above the water, closing his eyes and letting himself fall into nature. Listening to the soft flaps of his shirt, listening to the quiet water-waves. He let himself feel the heat of the sun. Luckily Apollo isn't grinning his way, or else it could've ended a lot worse. He lost track of time, but it probably wasn't that long. He thinks. The Son of Poseidon completely forgot about the situation with Annabeth, which is pretty helpful if you are struggling with a heartbreak.
He reached through his powers, letting his gut twist as a miniature hurricane appeared around him. The waves lashed onto the water in a radius around Percy. He pushed harder, the waves slamming now into more bigger waves as the once small hurricane turned into a bigger one.
He kept pushing his powers until another presence entered the area: one that Percy knew pretty well.
"Hello, Triton." Percy greeted, still sitting in the same position but letting a small smile appear on his lips but it faded fairly quickly. He usually greeted Triton as, 'Treats,' but he isn't in the mood at the current time, that is obvious.
"Hey, Perce." The Heir of the Seas greeted back, following the same position Percy was in currently. He completely ignored the wrong greeting Percy gave him, and that doesn't really have perks in it for figuring out his brother's mood: but the only Son Of Amphitrite has these things in his head.
"What are you up to?" Triton continued, "Never seen you in the water. Always had to flash over to where you are. No fun in that, you know?"
Percy sighed, thinking about the best thing to say to his brother. He knew that Triton was overprotective; perks of being one of the only Sons of Poseidon and Amphitrite. He also easily figured that Triton, no matter what he says, would flash out and start to beat the Hades out of Annabeth once Percy confesses. Truth be told, he isn't that bitter, but he still held remorse against Annabeth.
"Blowing off some steam." He explained carefully. He wasn't the best in lying. Which comes into a disadvantage as Triton raised his eyebrow, thankfully, saying nothing.
"Want to help?" Percy quickly changed the topic, hoping to not have to explain it to his brother. But at this rate, he would probably have to explain it to the whole camp. Individually.
Triton thought about this. He knew that Percy was hiding something. How? He just knew Percy, and this isn't Percy's attitude. Nevertheless, Triton's little brother is a tough fellow, probably the only one who ever bonded with him. Ever. So he just let Percy deal with whatever he had to deal with.
"Sure." The 2 Sons of Poseidon both started to concentrate their powers together, letting a hurricane that would make Poseidon himself proud, blow around the 2. It reached farther than Percy's personal hurricane but Triton went extra careful not to accidentally kill some mortals. Poseidon would be both proud and mad at the Heir of the Seas, as when he first did it, his father was framed and pestered by his siblings. A very amusing thing to watch but Triton, after all, had to personally watch over paperwork. It sucks, a lot.
"How's Atlantis?" Percy asked, genuinely curious about the situation in his father's palace as it was destroyed during the Titan War and forced to be rebuilt somewhere else.
Triton chuckled, clearly remembering what happened during the rebuilding of Atlantis.
"The workers are currently redesigning the whole palace. Father was too stubborn to copy the previous Atlantis, so we had to redesign it. Father also wanted the game room to be the first one to be re-designed. Luckily, it was too perfect so then the workers got off lazy and just added a few improvements to the whole thing, making even father fooled." The older brother started chuckling while Percy spared a smile, "After that, he even went to Olympus and proudly announced that the game room was redesigned."
The 2 started chatting; Percy avoided the topic about Annabeth and his breakup but talked about everything else, vice versa with Triton. The duo shared an interesting brother relationship, which usually is super hard to achieve with Triton and any of his half-brothers. Yet, they both relished the relationship. They both also looked really similar except Percy was 16 whilst Triton was somewhere in his 6 millennia's. They had raven black hair, although Triton's is more chopped and professionalized than Percy's, they both had the surfer's lean body frame along with the beach tan. Sea-green eyes and a lot more similarities, in both personality and looks.
"That is the call to leave!" Triton stood up abruptly, placing his hand on Percy's shoulder which Percy also stood up, standing a bit smaller than Triton's 6, 5" frame against Percy's 5, 10".
"See you later, bro." Percy replied, looking towards where the sun disappeared over the horizon. Artemis' moon chariot now drove across the sky, stars slowly appearing here and there. Frankly, Percy doesn't care if he is late to return to Camp. Besides, he fought Hyperion himself. What harm could harpies be?
Triton nodded, preparing to flash out until he grinned widely towards Percy. "Dad is going to be horrified at our relationship." He pointed out before flashing away, Percy blocking his eyes with his hands until the flash disappeared. He got to agree with his brother for once, Poseidon would be horrified at their relationship, but he isn't going to just throw it out like how Annabeth did to him. Another pain in his chest started, showing the emptiness that Annabeth used to cover. It felt horrible, he felt as if a part of himself was gone. The Son of Poseidon felt sadness in his eyes but he kept marching, moving, and letting the past not catch up to the present. For he is going to make sure this incident does not happen again. He can't deal with another. Much less...live past another.
Percy dove into the water, letting the currents push him faster than the average swimmer. He quickly made it to the shoreline of Camp Half-Blood. By this time, Artemis' moon chariot was around the middle of the sky, slowing down slightly at Zoë Nightshade's constellation. Another pain in his chest started as the old feelings when he watched Zoë die in that very chariot while it sped up again.
His eyes scanned the beach, looking for anyone. Hopefully he doesn't have to see Annabeth. Percy figured he couldn't really face her since around like 5 hours of distance between the break up. Thankfully, she wasn't there so he swiftly landed on the shore.
The Son of Poseidon contemplated on either going back to his cabin or going somewhere else. But Annabeth is probably in his cabin, so he chose the latter. His mind bumped through decision after decision until he figured that he would go to the canoe lake. What better spot to be sulking after a heartbreak than the spot where they officially started dating? Well, a lot of problems come to that but Percy was not that skilled into falling deep into thought as he barely had any practice with it.
He quickly ran over towards the canoe lake, plopping down on the outline of it. He watched with wistfulness as he stared into the canoe lake. He just wished. He wished there wasn't any war. He wished he could just settle down. He wished that he wasn't a demigod. He wished he had a normal life. He wished for all his problems to be solved. Just a bunch of wishes that the Gods won't answer. No wonder Luke was so mad, so bitter, so angry.
Percy never realized that someone imperceptibly walked up behind him before the person suddenly gasped, making Percy roll his eyes at the random camper who stumbled upon him.
"P-percy?" The Son of Sally frowned, he remembered that voice. It sounded like it was aged: but nevertheless, the same voice. He turned around, taking in the person who managed to get behind him until his jaw dropped.
Bianca looked healthy. With her olive skin still alive, a new pair of clothes other than the probably burnt-to-crisp Huntresses' clothes. Her hair was falling freely down her back unlike the old braid. Now Percy must really be hallucinating because if he remembered clearly, which he can't, Bianca was supposed to be dead.
Bianca chuckled softly, walking up beside Percy and sitting beside him, sending him a smirk in response.
"H-how? Are you real? What is happening? Am I hallucinating? What the Hades! This isn't funny!" Percy blurted out, glaring up to the sky as if wondering why the Fates had to remind Percy what he failed to save.
Bianca smiled widely, enjoying Percy's confusion before she answered, "The Fates felt bad. They brought me back to life...because...I don't really know." She sighed in confusion, unable to find out the reason why the Fates brought her back to life.
The Son of Poseidon was confused, he figured the Fates didn't have a sense of humor, but he isn't complaining. But he questioned, 'What would happen if I keep falling in love, they cheat on me, and another person comes back to life?' He put that thought behind, it was a pretty weird one. But if it worked, he would do it in a heartbeat to bring back his dead friends.
"What are you doing?" Percy asked, confused on why Bianca wasn't going to visit her brother but instead visiting him.
Bianca frowned, "I don't really know...I just teleported here once they explained it." To be real here, Bianca had no idea why the Fates even chose her. She was foolish enough to kill herself on the quest for just taking a statue: and now they are bringing her back to life? Something must be up. "What happened after the quest?" Bianca asked, not saying after her death but both knew the hidden message as Percy winced.
"Well...Zoë died," Bianca instantly interrupted Percy by yelling out, "What!?" Percy winced again, looking down in shame as memories went through his head.
Bianca saw this and she faltered, "Sorry." She murmured guiltily. Why was he affecting her this much? She has no idea why. She cursed under her breath, purely guilty from pushing Percy into flashbacks but also completely confused onto why she was feeling the guilt. Of course pushing someone into a flashback is horrible, but she felt a pang in her chest as she saw Percy's defeated form. And that is confusing, especially since the Fates chose her. But another addition to that? Something has to be happening. Something has to be changing.
"It's ok." He sighed, composing of himself before facing Bianca again. He started explaining what happened, their eyes connected the whole time.
Heartbreak could be healed, Percy found that out at that time. It just takes the people you love to help. Of course he doesn't love Bianca...she's Nico's big sister after all. But a sneaking pit in his stomach showed that there is a chance he could fall for her.
(4/24/21-4/30/21)