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Jason Pov
The giant had knocked me to the ground. I was bone tired and couldn't muster the energy to keep the fight up. All around me I could see the others from the seven also on the ground exhausted. I thought it was pretty cruel of the fates to let us get as far aw we had, only to fail in the end.
I looked up at the sun for perhaps the last time. I closed my eyes letting the warmth of the sun wash over me. I realized how much I would miss the sun in the underworld. I couldn't help but hope that my friends and I would end up in Elysium together.
The giants raucous behavior brought me back to the grim reality. They seemed to sense their impending victory and wanted to take their time getting rid of us. I wanted to get up and stop them but I had nothing left. We had been fighting for so long now that I felt perhaps just maybe we deserved a chance for peace once.
I watched as Porphyrion spread his arms and shouted praises for his mother Gaea. I didn't wish to watch them gloat in their victory so I slumped my head back against the soft grass. A warm summers breeze blew through the valley we fought in. I welcomed it with open arms. The breeze was refreshing and I thought today wouldn't be such a bad day to die.
Looking back I couldn't help but be proud of the life I had lived. Even though it had been a short sixteen years, there was a lot packed in there. I knew most sixteen year olds couldn't say they'd done half the things I had. Sometimes I wished I couldn't say I'd done half the things I had.
Of course there had been some bright spots along the way that I wouldn't change. Though in a way I had screwed Reyna over, I loved the time we had spent together. We had been best friends for the longest time, up to the point I had dissapeared. Then there was the rest of the seven, even though I hadn't known all of them that long, I considered them family. We had been through so much together, even though we were just teenagers. There was nobody else I would wish to die with at my side than these six other people. I was beyond proud to call them my friends.
Though there was one in particular that was the brightest spot in my life: Piper. She was without a doubt the girl I was destined to be with. Perhaps at the end of the day we would be with each other forever in the underworld. I looked over to her on the battle field and saw the cuts that littered her body. The sweat that continuously poured from her body. She never looked more beautiful, she still managed to have a determined look on her face even though her body conveyed the exact opposite. She looked over to me and gave me a small bloody smile. Her eyes sparkled a million different colors. I returned her smile and mouthed the words 'I love you.' She mouthed it back, smiling even wider. At least she knows how I feel.
"Time to kill these demigods!" The king of the giants roared to a hearty reply of cheers.
"No..." a voice croaked out behind me.
"No?" Porphyrion roared, "who dares defy the ruler of this world?"
I turned behind me awestruck as I watched Percy struggle to get to his feet. His hair was caked in sweat and monster dust which looked kind of nasty. His shirt was torn to shreds so you could see all the fresh cuts that adorned his body. His arms shook as they struggled to lift his weight up. I looked into his eyes and saw the will to fight. Right here, right now, he looked like a god rising to the challenge set before him. Somehow he still managed to give off that aura of power, even though we all knew he was exhausted.
He stumbled a bit as he regained his feet. Riptide hung uselessly at his side. He was gasping for air after the struggle to get to his feet. The strangest thing was the look of complete and utter confidence he had. He must have known he couldn't beat all twelve giants by himself. Yet why did he look so confident.
"Jackson, it would be so much easier if you just stayed down." Porphyrion laughed. He was probably glad Percy got on his feet.
"Percy, please, just lay down," Piper pleaded, I could sense the charm speak in her voice.
Amazingly Percy just shrugged it off and I was shocked again. I had never seen anyone turn down Pipers charm speak like that, especially when their half dead.
"It's over Percy, please make it easier on yourself." I pleaded to him.
"While I still have breath, it's not over," he replied with a small grin.
I watched horror stricken as Percy stumbled along up to the giants. His words rang in my ears,"while I have breath, it's not over." Here I was, the supposed leader of this prophecy and I couldn't even force myself to get up, while Percy was walking to his imminent doom.
"Look at the kid, it would be a waste for us to fight him. Lets send out a dracanae to finish him." One of the giants said with a cruel smile.
A snake lady emerged from the army of monsters assembled behind the giants. She slithered very slowly towards Percy, obviously wanting to savor this moment. Somehow Percy had managed to hold Riptide up in a defensive position, though it was down by his waist. The dracanae readied her spear and smiled at the demigod. She charged in and thrust her spear forward. Normally Percy would have deflected it no problem but his sword fell out of his hand and the spear went right through his midsection.
I felt a cry of fear and anger well up inside me as I watched Percy fall back onto one knee. From here I could see the tip of the spear soaked in my friends blood. The giants roared in laughter, while I could barely hear the others calling Percys name and crying at the same time.
I saw a flash of light and assumed the worst. The giants had stopped cheering so maybe it wasn't bad. I looked and saw Percy wielding Riptide with a pile of dust surrounding him. The spear still lodged in his stomach. He placed both hands on the shaft of the spear and pulled. A sickening groan escaped his lips as the spear fell to the ground in front of him. What was left of his shirt was covered in blood.
I thought he was done, prayed even that he would finally stay down, but I was wrong. I looked on in terror as Percy once again regained his footing.
He tried for a confident smile, but with his mouth cake in blood it didn't work too well, "Didn't think I'd go down so easily did you?" He panted.
I felt tears threaten to spill out of my eyes as I watched the man I considered a brother walk to his death. I almost got sick as I spotted the thick trail of blood following Percy to the giants.
"I have to do one more thing before I die," Percy said, this time a little bit braver.
"What's that puny demigod?" The giant king bellowed flexing his muscles.
"Kill you," Percy said with the confidence I remembered from when we fought the twin giants.
The giants all burst into laughter,"Not very bright is he?"
I saw Percy collapse and stab Riptide into the ground. He yelled at the top of his lungs. I thought someone had stabbed him, but it seemed he was yelling in frustration and anger. I could feel the ground begin to tremble and with a jolt I realized Percy was causing this. The giants all stumbled backwards in fear.
"If I'm going to die, might as well make sure my friends are safe one last time." Percy said, and I could almost hear the smile on his face.
The ground in front of Percy began to crumble away. The giants and their army fell with the rocks. I couldn't see Percy anymore, the giants and their army was gone as well. Panic welled inside me, no way Percy fell too right? But no, I remembered his words "If I die might as well make sure my friends are safe." He had sacrificed himself for us.
I know people always say I'm a hero, but am I really? What kind of hero would just sit there and watch helplessly as their friend, half dead, took on twelve giants by himself? The more I thought about it, the more I realized how small of a hero I was, at least in comparison to Percy. Percy always tried to make sure his friends were safe, even at the cost of his safety.
Percy was a hero without a doubt. He might even be the greatest hero ever. I'd met Hercules, but I hadn't been impressed; Percy outshone him. I never envisioned saying this before the quest but Percy Jackson was the best. Percy Jackson was the epitome of a hero.
"Thank you Percy, for everything." I said, letting the tears fall down my face.
Hope you guys liked it! Now I'm sorry these last few have been depressing so maybe I'll try to do one more light hearted next time? But I have a question for you guys: Would you guys like it if I made a story based off this one shot? I could write a story where the characters all get past the loss of Percy and how they deal with it until they ultimately see him again. If you think it's a good idea let me know in the reviews. Thank you all for reading!
