Ok, i am SOOOOO sorry for not uploading sooner. I had finals and i was switching dorm rooms and... well anyway, i had no time whatsoever to write anything. And even still, this chapter is REALLY short. I didn't get to put a lot of thought into it, but i didn't want to skip this scene altogether, so in effect, this is the result of lack of time and creativity. At any rate, i really hope you like this and i hope to put out a better chapter soon.

DISCLAIMER: I don't own Percy Jackson. I'm just a poor college student :)

The shroud burning ceremony was hard. Harder than knowing one of my friends had been a traitor; harder than holding up the sky; harder even than fighting Kronos and his endless army.

We sat in the back of the arena just in case one of us lost control of our emotions and ourselves and took on our true godly form. Luckily, there were no incidents, though I will admit to tearing up as well at the loss of my friends and my extended family. Though they would drive me insane and not all of us would always get along, we were still family, and of course we were friends.

Annabeth sat next to me the entire time, crying on my shoulder. So many people were just gone. So many people were left missing friends, brothers, and sisters.

Silena. Beckendorf. Michael. The shrouds kept coming. I was sad to see shrouds of people I had seen everyday but never even talked to. I would have to see about visiting them in Elysium. Maybe Nico could help me out with that.

When it was finally over, the two of us walked out along with the rest of the campers. We obviously wouldn't be having a campfire tonight because the entire camp was still exhausted. Fighting for your life all day and crying all night can really drain all of your energy.

Annabeth and I went back to our cabins for the last time. She had asked me after the ceremony if we could stay the night. I knew she wanted to be able to say goodbye to all of her brothers and sisters that had made it through the battles, so I agreed to stay.

When I walked into Poseidon's cabin, I was shocked to find that Tyson was there to greet me.

Tyson and I caught up with each other and talked for hours. It turns out that my father had told him to take time off and spend time with me before I had to take on all of my immortal duties. So tonight and tomorrow could just be like old times, but the day after he'd have to go back to the forges while I moved into being a god.

I didn't feel the need to sleep like I should've, though I suppose that was the immortality. Finally, when Tyson was snoring loud enough to shake the entire cabin, I closed my eyes and felt like a normal camper rather than the immortal hero of Olympus that I had become, and there I slept in my bunk, in my cabin, in my camp for the last time.

Well there it is :) I hope to have either a continuing story or to be able to have a spin off of this one, but i haven't decided which yet. Let me know what all you'd like to see in the next chapters! Thanks for putting up with my lack of a long chapter... a better one is coming soon!!!