Hey all! Switching it up a bit with Annabeth's POV

Disclaimer: I do not own Percy Jackson, sadly

Annabeth's POV

I was left in the middle of all of my friends, cradling my dead boyfriend in my arms, sobbing like an idiot, but I didn't care. I didn't get the chance to hear what Percy had wanted to say to me before he died, and it killed me, I always hated how movies did that, and I never suspected it to happen to me. I knew being a demigod was to live a hard life, but no mortal being should be put through as much pain as I had over the years, it just wasn't right

My mother, showing the first form of compassion I had ever received, knelt down beside me and held me in her arms as I cried out. The tears were never ending, and I didn't want them to stop, Percy was dead, and there was nothing I could do about it.

Even though I could barely see, it was obvious that Poseidon was not taking it well as well, and he also knelt on the ground by his dead son, weaving his hands through Percy's long jet black hair crying. It annoyed me that the gods couldn't reverse what had happened or stopped Percy's death. I mean, the god of medicine was even present for Pete's sake. But now, nothing was reversible.

Jason, Piper, Leo, Frank, and Hazel all stood frozen in disbelief as to what had truly happened. The gods all seemed to be huddled in a group whispering, but it didn't matter what they said or did, Percy couldn't be brought back.

"Oh Annabeth dear, I'm so sorry, I know how much that boy meant to you," my mother said with deep meaning but added, "however, it is not wise to think of the dead, it is the living that truly matter."

I looked up with utter rage, did my mother, who was just consoling me seconds ago just say that about Percy? I screamed, "You have no true feelings mother! You don't understand what it's like to be mortal and lose the one person you care about more than anything, even more than your own well being!" I couldn't hold it in any longer and just laid down by Percy, hugging him and crying, as if that would bring him back to life. "And just to be clear, you will never be my true mother if that is what you truly believe! I regret ever trying to help you and retrieving the Athena Parthenos!"

She gave out a shocked gasp and stormed off to the other gods, but I didn't care and looked up into Poseidon's face, but I only saw Percy, with his deep sea green eyes, surfer appearance, and scent of salt water, the ocean. This somehow made me even more upset, and I pounded on the ground, throwing a tantrum that no one could stop, my heart had broke in two, and I didn't even feel human anymore.

"Percy would've wanted you to have this, Annabeth," Poseidon said handing me Percy's pen, Riptide. I accepted it and held the object against my chest, knowing that this sword had saved his life countless times and was also the sword that ended up failing him in the end.

"Thank you, Poseidon," I croaked, "You were a better father to him than most of the gods are to their children, I hope you know that." He seemed to be crying, and pulled me in for a hug, and I just stayed there, sobbing into Poseidon, never wanting to let go.

Eventually, everyone fell out of shock and approached Percy, me, and Poseidon. They were also obviously crying and leaned on each other for support, but they didn't dare look over at me, knowing that nothing could ever compare to the heartbreak and loss I felt at that moment and would forever feel.

The rest of the gods shortly joined us surrounding Percy's body, and each gave a silent blessing to him, what they muttered, I didn't care, especially when Athena came by. Hades was the first to speak, "I shall send a letter down to the Underworld at once, since I am not there myself to carry out the task. Tonight, we have lost a great and truly brave hero of Olympus, and he deserves to be honored, which he shall be!" Hades proclaimed. "However, now is a time to make sure he is treated with only the best care, so I shall let the judges know to send him straight to Elysium after his trail, to avoid suspicion, and Annabeth, anything you would like to add?" Hades asked me.

Between sobs I managed, "Just that I love him so deeply and to ends of the earth and that..." I froze, knowing what had to be done, "and that, I will visit his mother and tell her everything."

"Very well, the letter has been sent," he announced with a snap of his fingers.

Zeus then spoke up, "All gods are now required to meet at Olympus for a meeting, and, my godlings, you will have to await further battle at Camp Half Blood, which is almost over, and I am afraid we are not on the right side of things." A huge gust of wind came and swept us all away, knocking the wind out of us, literally.

We arrived to chaos. My hands went directly to Percy, shielding his body from any harm from the many explosions that were taking place. Frank and Hazel plunged into battle yelling, "For Percy!" Leo escaped to who knows where, and Jason took off, leaving Piper with me.

"Annabeth, let me stay here and help you," she offered giving me her hand.

"No, Piper, they need you out there, and besides, I need a few minutes alone with him before I can be able to do anything." She seemed to understand and took off after Jason, leaving me alone with the limp Percy Jackson.

I picked Percy up, oh gods he was heavy, and charged through the battle to the half crumpled Big House in hopes to find Chiron, but he was in battle, of course. I laid Percy down on the ping pong table and just sat there for a few moments, drowning out all of the battle cry sounds, just living in the moment.

I tried to concentrate on all of our good memories, but my brain was too swelled up, and I could just capture one of my favorite, the second I first met him. It was in the infirmary, and he was badly bruised and in shock after finding out the truth of who he was and that his mother was gone. The second I saw him, I knew he was the one that would get me out of the cramped camp and out into the real world, but the only thing I said to him was, "You drool when you sleep." He seemed to find this kind of amusing and gave me one of his precious smiles that I could never get enough of, but at the time, I found them a little annoying. I then sat by his bedside and fed him some nector, healing him for the first time.

And now, what has been done is irreversible, and I yelled at him for it, screamed, and kicked at the wall in range. Why had the fates decided that Percy, out of all of the demigods and humans in the world, had to be the one to die in the Giant War and be apart of all those horrible prophecies. I just didn't understand. But then, I stopped my hands from trembling and forced myself to look at him.

His hands were cold, face pale, and eyes, oh gods his eyes, did not have his usual mischievous, jokester sparkle to them, and I hated looking at them without getting any of my usual chills and feeling his love through them. I had to look away and gently closed his sea green eyes forever, then covering his body up with a cloth I had found.

I knew Percy would want me to continue fighting, so I squeezed his now cold hand and whispered, "I love you," and then took off into the hectic battle.

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