I don't own Percy Jackson and the Olympians or Raise What's Left of the Flag for Me by Naomi King.

I met you, three years today
I saw you, and knew your name
In my eyes, you saw my pain
In your eyes, I saw the same

He remembered the first day he'd met her. Really met her, when he was thirteen and they had just won against Kronuo. They'd known each other for three years, of course, but she'd never really talked to him.

But she was standing alone on Half-Blood Hill, watching the bonfire. He'd stood next to her, just stood there, listening to the campers crying and Chiron giving a speech on the lives lost and the victory won. Even if it didn't feel like a real victory. He still didn't belong at the camp, and she was starting to realize that she didn't belong with the Hunters.

He'd put a hand on her shoulder, and she'd looked at him. He knew she could see the pain reflected in his eyes by the faint light of the moon, and he knew she felt the same pain.

You have fought with me for all these years
You have shared my pain and shared my tears, oh
Don't give up, love, till this war is won
And when all is said and done

She had to leave the next morning with the hunters. But two years later she came back and told him she'd quit the hunters.

They'd been inseparable after that, fighting together, laughing together, and, when Chiron allowed it, sitting together at meals.

He told her about Bianca and she told him about her years on the run with Luke and Annabeth. They'd cried together when Travis and Connor died and laughed together when Annabeth pushed Percy out of the canoe into the lake.

But now she was bleeding in his arms, and no matter how hard he tried to convince himself otherwise, she wasn't going to pull through this time. She wasn't going to walk away from this battle.

"Don't give up, Nico," she whispered. "Don't quit."

Raise what's left of the flag for me
When you lead our world to victory
Raise your fist in the air for all to see
And when all is said and done
Raise the flag for me

"Thalia," he started, but she interrupted him.

"You can't leave them." Her breathing was ragged. "They'll need you."

The battle raged around them, Percy yelled for his help, but Nico couldn't pull himself away from the only girl he'd loved.

Raise your sword into the sky
You'll shed blood, but never die
You'll be strong for all of time
You'll live on in all our eyes

She lay her hand on his sword. "Come visit me. After the battle."

He shook his head. "You're going to be fine." But his voice broke.

She coughed. "You're strong, Nico. You have to go."

"A medic's coming."

"There's no time, Nico. You have to go fight." Her eyes were pleading.

A tear rolled down his cheek. "You won't die."

She tried to smile, but it came out more like a grimace. "Not if you remember me."

You have suffered every breath you take
Keep the fight no matter what they say
I know you'll be alone when I am gone
But when all is said and done

She could see the pain in his eyes. He'd been barely living, just fighting, day after day. He'd been suffering for six years, since Bianca had died.

"Don't give up," she whispered.

A small sob escaped his lips. "What am I going to do?"

"Just keep fighting, Nico."

Raise what's left of the flag for me
When you lead our world to victory
Raise your fist in the air for all to see
And when all is said and done
Raise the flag for me

The battle raged on. Somewhere close by the minotaur bellowed. Nico could hear Percy yelling for help. He could hear Annabeth fighting the hydra. He could hear Katie scream in pain. Somewhere he could hear someone laughing. Maybe it was him.

Raise what's left of the flag for me
When you lead our world to victory
Raise your fist in the air for all to see
And when all is said and done

Thalia's breathing grew fainter until it was coming in gasps. The sword in her stomach gleamed dully.

Their flag lay a few feet away. The piece of cloth had been torn and dirtied. There was a stain on it that looked like blood.

Raise what's left of the flag for me
When you lead our world to victory
Raise your fist in the air for all to see
And when all is said and done
Raise the flag for me

Nico looked back at Thalia. She had a slight smile on her face and her eyes were shining. Her lips were red with her own blood. She pulled his head down closer to her lips. A few lonely tears fell from his eyes and splashed on her cheek as she whispered a few words into his ear.

"Raise what's left of the flag for me."

I don't think I did this song justice. I found it a few days ago when I was surfing YouTube and happened to come across an amazing singer name Naomi King (who also has awesomely colored hair). I decided I had to do a song fic for it, it's just that amazing. You should all go listen to it. Right now.

In fact, here's the link:

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