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For a moment you were all I had.

You were my everything.

For a moment you were my world, my life, my stars.

You were the sea, calm yet stormy, deep and wide, vibrant, full of life, wild and serene. You were vast and colorful. You brought life to mine.

For a moment we had each other. For a moment we were unstoppable.

We were strong, full of life and love.

We protected each other.

Saved each other.

You saved me from Medusa. I saved you from Circe. You saved me from Atlas and a volcano. I saved you from Nakamura and a poisoned dagger.

We survived so much.

Hades, the Sea of Monsters, Mount Othrys, the Labyrinth, the Battle of Manhattan, you're lost memory, my solo quest, Rome, Tartarus, Gea.

For a moment we were together. For a moment we were one.

And then the sky fell. The world died with you. Your life, your precious vibrant life, stolen.

For a moment you looked scared. Worried. Afraid. Then you looked at peace. You accepted your fate.

For a moment you looked at me with those eyes. Those big, loving, sea green eyes.

For a moment you breathed. For a moment you were here. For a moment you whispered "I love you". For a moment you kissed me. And then you were gone.

For a moment I was frozen. Shocked.

For a moment I refused to believe.

For a moment I was in control.

Then I wasn't.

I screamed. I fought. I ripped things apart. I threw things. Broke things. Shattered them like my heart was shattered.

I killed a god.

Three actually.

But they took you from me.

They were cruel, heartless. They did not spare you, so why should I spare them?

All because you wouldn't fight for them.

Not again. Not after Gea. Not after Leo. Not after Jason. Not after our scare with Nico. Not after holding Piper's crumpled, sob-wracked body, drained of all life and hope. Not after watching Thalia scream and destroy things for 48 hours. Not after holding her because she had no strength to stand afterward. Not after watching Chiron's heartbreak for the millionth time. Not after sitting next to Will for three days in the infirmary, praying for Nico's next breath to come. Not after spending hours with Hazel, keeping her calm, listening to her fears, and holding her hand.

You told them no.

So they killed you.

So I killed them.

Because they took you from me. Because they stole you, my everything. Because they knew nothing of who we were and what we had done.

There is no mercy for the merciless. There is no grace for the graceless. There is no forgiveness for the unforgiving.

There is nothing for them. Because they are nothing.

Your father helped. He sought to avenge you. He succeeded.

Heaven help those who would bring a storm to the ocean. Those who would call upon a hurricane, beware. The ocean kills. The sea demands. Water claims.

Poseidon, God of the Sea, killed Zeus with his bare hands.

Hades hides in his realm. Fearful of retribution. Of an attack. Of my planning.

I begged Hades, on my knees I begged him. Pleaded with him. Bartered with him. Offered myself in exchange. Still he refused you. Refused to allow you to leave. To return to me. Grover and Nico held me, supported me as I begged still. Yet still he refused.

Athena slaughtered Aphrodite.

Artemis remains with her hunters.

Hera, Ares and Hermes are dead by my hand.

Dionysus has returned to Olympus. He fears for his life among the campers.

Apollo speaks of vengeance on your behalf. Hephaestus hides in his forges.

I neither know nor care where the others are. Only that they fear me. Fear all demigods. Their own children.

Your death did not create waves. It created a hurricane unlike any other.

Even the Romans have turned their backs on the gods.

Temples, monuments, alters….all destroyed in your name. In your honor.

Reyna has offered the Legions help.

Hazel, Piper, Frank, Leo, and Calypso have all moved to Camp Half-Blood permanently.

Nico and Will provide simple needs to keep me busy.

Chiron allows me to stay in Cabin Three at Poseidon's insistence.

Thalia and Tyson come once a week to visit.

Poseidon comes every day. We sit in silence for an hour. Then I cry. He cries. We laugh. He summons Apollo for a daily check up. Then he leaves.

Mother visits every other day. Tells me what she believes will help. Sometimes it does. Sometimes it doesn't.

Everyone helps. Everyone loves. No one replaces. No one fills the now gaping hole in my heart.

Because for a moment you were my everything. For a moment you were mine.

And now I only have our sweet child to remember you by.