A/N heeeeeeey.

Let'sjust forget the fact that I was meant to update yesterday night...

But hey I was watching Sherlock... ya know, the best tv show ever, and if, and just if you're as annoyed by the cliffies as I am... I'd like to talk about t cuz why in earth did that happen?!

And also, I was reading the SoN and well... my heart and insides kept melting every time Percy was mentioned... mmmmmmh mmmh... I'm not sure though.

Well,

Enjoy...

"Just back off and let me be."

"And risk you hurting others?" Jason asked. "I think not." He got in a fighting stance with his gladius in fronf of him. "Come at me, bro."

Percy uncapped his sword. "Your choice."

The son of Poseidon wasn't thinking straight, he'll no he wasn't. An evil dude named Voldemort (think about a name...) was after him, he had just fought a battle a few hours prior, his girlfriend—whom he went through hell and back with, was unconscious in a state between life and death a few level higher up in the castle and everyone pretended for him to still act normal and lead them, that was too much, he couldn't.

All the bottled up emotions that he had just pushed down over the curse of the past several months came out, and the result was messing with his head. Those that witnessed may call him crazy, and really who was he to tell them he wasn't, he was starting to fear that he was. After all the quests, the pressure of being the child of the big prophecy, the missing memory and again being given the fate of the world on hi shoulders, going through hell... he wasn't so sure he had it all...

As he stared at the Roman son of Jupiter all he felt was anger. He knew deep down that he shouldn't feel that way, but in that moment he did. The son of Jupiter always wanted everything to be perfect, in some cases he wanted to prove he was better than Percy... -no he doesn't. A voice in Percy's head told him as he thought that way. But Percy wasn't going to listen, he had enough.

Completely oblivious to what he was actually doing, the son of Poseidon attacked. He faked a left jab to then actually stab on the right. Jason easily parried the sword to the side and tried to land a punch on his Greek counter part.

He had never really thought of it this way, but Percy was like his Greek counterpart. Both of them were leaders of their camp. Both of them led their camps into battle two summers before. They were both so alike and yet so different. Jason was the son of Jupiter, Percy was the son of Poseidon. Jason had blonde hair and Percy had raven black.

So alike and yet so different.

Back to the fight Percy blocked the incoming punch with his left and empty hand, giving it a punch in a signal to tell 'don't try that again', form how hard it was. Jason got the message and concentrated on his sword and the other end of Percy's.

Percy brought his sword down from above, using both his arms as source of strength. Jason intercepted it with his own sword, but the fact that Percy was using both his arms had Jason twist his blade, so that he was holding Percy's by the flat side of his own. He raised his left arm and pushed upward on the sword, meeting Percy's strength equally.

Percy glared down at him and growled at seeing that Jason wasn't going to yield. The son of Poseidon roared and pushed the son of Jupiter back with his sword by giving it a final push.

The son of the sea god didn't waste his time as he slashed at Jason but the demigod sidestepped and made to stab at his friend on the left side. Percy parried the blow away and slashed wildly at Jason's head. the Roman demigod docked and swung his sword in front of him at Percy's feet.

The Greek demigod jumped up to avoid his feet being cut off. As he landed back down he saw that Jason was still crouching down, having caught his foot in a root. Yes, his mind wasn't in the right place, but he knew the limits. Percy put the point of his sword on Jason's neck and the son of Jupiter looked up confused to meet Percy's raging sea green orbs.

"What?" He asked.

Percy's eyes flashed in anger and something else... "I'm trying to restrain myself..." he said through gritted teeth.

"From doing what?" Jason asked as he stood up, having freed his foot from the root. He didn't look scared or even panicked, he probably was but he didn't show it which was good.

"From killing you." Percy hissed.

Usually roles would be reversed, but this wasn't usually. Percy's head was a wreck and Jason was trying to help out a friend.

The son of Jupiter grinned at him as he tightened his grip on the hilt of his sword. "Well," he said with a deep breath. "Maybe you shouldn't."

He didn't give Percy the time to understand as he swung his sword expertly with a flick of his wrist and pushed Percy's sword away from his neck.

"Playing dirty, huh?" Percy asked with a sneer.

Jason held his own in first of him. "I'll play dirty until you come to your sense, in the meantime, give me your worst!"

The son of Poseidon grinned weirdly and attacked the son of Jupiter. It was a series of jabs, jumps, slashes, sidesteps, stabs and rolls until both demigod were panting but one of them had his sword at the other's neck.

Jason was still, not daring to move after all the narrowly missed death chances that had occurred during their little fight, and with the Celestial Bronze sword at his neck again, he was seriously doubting the capability of Percy restraining himself if he continued to insult him and mock him. So he stayed quiet and fixedly stared at Percy, acknowledging his every move, from the twitching of his free arm and the rising and falling of his chest,

Percy took his sword away and touched it's tip, transforming it back into a pen. "Thank you." He said, not looking at the Roman demigod. "That was needed." He looked up with a grin on his face and Jason sighed and broke into a grin as well.

The son of Poseidon pulled Jason in a bro-hug, if that's a thing... which the Roman demigod returned with glee.

Jason sheathed his sword and looked at Percy weirdly. "So?"

Percy scratched his left temple. "Yeah... I guess I'm sorry."

"That's not what I'm taking about." Jason said with a slight chuckle. "I mean the big bad wizard guy."

The son of Poseidon made a gagging sound. "Yeah, um..." He looked around himself to see the wizards. "Can we maybe talk about it else where, somewhere with less ears." He suggested.

"Sounds great." Jason agreed as the two started walking towards the sneering demigods. "Where's Annabeth being treated?"

Percy's eyes flashed for a moment and Jason was afraid that he'd start rampaging around like before. "Infirmary." He replied quickly and monotone. "We can got there for privacy." He suggested.

"What about those wizards?" Clarisse asked from his other side.

Percy was confused for a moment before realising she might be talking about the golden trio. "Who? Harry, Ron and Hermione?" He asked her.

She nodded. "They seem to know a lot." She said. "So what about them?"

"What about them, what?" Percy asked stubbornly.

The daughter of war rolled her eyes. "Do they come too?" She asked, slightly annoyed.

"No." Percy said, I don't want them.

"Are you sure." Piper inquired carefully. "Since they know a lot maybe-"

Percy stopped abruptly and turned to the daughter of Aphrodite. "No!" He said slightly fiercer. "Those three are a mess, they are the noisiest wizards in the school. Please no."

She raised her hands up in surrender. "Whatever rides you boat." She muttered as he started walking again.

"What about Leo?" Percy asked, noticing the silence and void of snarky little comments.

Eyes dropped to the floor around him and he knew it wasn't old news.

"He's not in the underworld." Hazel said. "That much I'm sure of."

Percy raised an eyebrow. "Then where is he?"

"No idea." Jason admitted.

"Aren't you looking?"

There was a long silence before anyone replied. "No." Jason admitted carefully, afraid of the son of Poseidon to lash out again. "He sent a hologram though." He said quickly before Percy could respond. "Said that he was fine, and that he managed to rescue Calypso from her prison, then the thing went haywire..."

Percy remembered Calypso, his greatest what if. The immortal girl that had nursed him back to health are he had blown up a volcano as a result of being hit by molten lava. He remembered before that too, when Annabeth had given him their first kiss, a smile spread on his lips before he went back to remembering of the immortal girl forced to forever live on an island in solitude and have heroes come and go, never able to stay, always breaking her heart and all because she sided with his father a bunch if millennia prior.

"That's good." He said at the end. "They both deserve it."

Jason smiled at his friend. "Now, Mr. Jackson," he said mockingly. "Show us around this magnificent castle that you've lived in for the past months and tell us everything."

Percy grinned at him. "Whatever." He said as they entered the castle.

A/N so yeahhhhhh

hope you liked it, let me know... or not, you don't have to.

Hunter out