Toe walker(Sorry, my thing automatically capitalizes things -. That was near perfect! The only thing you got wrong were the wings, I meant for those to be for Aphrodite. But since you were the only one who did the challenge, you win! :D Yay! I know it's not much, but, I'll dedicate the first chapter of the sequel of this story to you, when I open it to the public. Also, I'll be sending you the first chapter of it to you on PM, on the 5th of June, rather than the 10th. I'll put the dedication on the first chapter when I post it out in the public. Congrats!

The last chapter.(

Chapter Thirty: Good Byes

Percy was teleported in front of the doors to the Council Room. When he rounded a column, an orange T-Shirt hit him in the face. He looked at the front of it, and saw it was from a Camp Half Blood T-shirt. He glanced around the corner to see who tossed him the shirt, and found a smiling face framed with blonde hair.

"Annabeth?" He said.

"Hey, Seaweed Brain." She said weakly, and walked out into the open, and saw her arm was in a sling. He gasped.

"Your arm. Is it

She smiled reassuringly, "It's fine, Percy. I just got clipped by a rock when I fell. Now get your shirt on." He blushed a light shade of pink, and he pulled the shirt over his head. When he looked a little more presentable, Annabeth stepped to the side, "They're waiting for you."

He nodded, "See you later?"

"Yeah." She waved with her good arm, and walked away.

The doors opened, and he walked inside to be met by the steely looks that were sent to him by the gods. When he was standing in front of the fire, Zeus nodded.

"Your performance in the ring was impressive. Since you were the last man standing, you've obviously won the match." He said calmly. Percy simply nodded, and he looked over to his dad, who was gave him a light smile. "It's already been announced to the public, all you need to do is make a small appearance," Percy's stomach did a flip, "And you'll be presented your rewards.

The gods made their way out, leaving Poseidon, who was still sitting in his seat, "Perseus,"

"Yeah, dad?" Percy turned to acknowledge him.

"I'm…very proud of you, I hope you know that."

"Thanks.

Percy waited in a small room before he walked out onto the stage. He had stopped by his villa and had freshened up before he showed up. He had also packed up his bags for camp.

"They're ready for you, now." A guard said, and motioned for the stage. He stood up shakily, and walked out. At the sight of him alone, the crowd gathered down below screamed madly. He waved to the crowd, which increased the screaming by an immense amount. Zeus raised his hand, signaling that he wanted silence.

"This young man has shown many things on the battlefield, and the ring. Not to mention his actions during the Battle of Manhattan. But now, his actions in the ring can be added in that list. As promised, he will be rewarded the title 'King of the Competition'." He gave a moment for the crowd to let out their excitement that they had been holding. Once they got quiet again, he continued, "He will also be rewarded with this," A Greek urn appeared in his hands. But it wasn't just any old urn, when Zeus handed him the urn, and he was able to get a better look at it. Urns from Ancient Greece usually told a story, and this one had its own. His battle with the Minotaur, his duel with Medusa, him dipping in the river Styx, his battle with Kronos; it was all there. Zeus held out his hand, and Percy shook it lightly. The crowd let out the wildest scream yet, as Percy exited the stage, back to his villa, to grab his bags.

Like last time, the elevator ride was a long and stuffy one. The elevator dinged, and Percy nearly tripped over his own bags trying to get out. He walked outside, and took in the weather. It was perfect for a day at the beach or a barbeque. He spotted the camp's van, and hopped in the front seat.

"Well...it's Prissy." He heard Clarisse's unmistakable voice say from behind him.
"Lay off him, Clarisse. Just because you got eliminated doesn't mean you have to bother him." Will's voice said diplomatically.
"I was going to say...congratulations." She grumbled.
"Oh, uh, thanks." Percy said, turning around slightly.
Argus started up the van, and the city's buildings, people, and parks streaked away.

Two weeks later…

Percy took a deep breath and cracked his eyes open. The light waves bumping up against the shore could be heard from his window. He looked around himself, slightly confused on where he was. Percy was used to waking up in bed in the morning, like anyone else. He had stayed up so late the night before playing video games that he crashed out in his chair. His hands felt scratchy, and he saw he had Dorito dust on his fingers. He swiped his hands on his boxer shorts. He pushed on some shorts and straightened his T-Shirt, which had somehow turned backwards in the middle of the night. He pulled on his pair of sandals, which were by his new cabin decoration, his urn. Percy still loved looking over all the designs on it. He shuffled out onto the porch, camp looked empty. He assumed he had probably overslept-again. Either way, that didn't stop him from feeling like he was starving to death. And he could smell massive amounts of food that was cooking in the pavilion. He jogged up the hill, and saw that everyone had already taken to eating breakfast.

"Hey, what's up, guys?" He called over. A few of his friends closer and that could see him waved him over. Percy sat down at the Poseidon table, where Grover had already made himself comfortable, "Mornin', Grover."

"Percy!" He bleated. Percy scooped up some food, and a little extra for the brazier. After he had scraped some food in and walked back he saw Grover was acting strange, as if he was looking for someone.

"What's wrong, G-Man?" He asked him.

"Nothing! Nothing's wrong, Percy!" His eyes darted around.

"I'll take your word for it…" Percy narrowed his eyes. He had barely cut through his bacon until he heard,

"Happy Birthday, Percy!" Multiple voices said all around him. He felt his face get red, and laughed nervously, scratching his neck.

"Um…thanks, I guess I kind of forgot." He admitted. Percy felt something hit them in the back of the head and part of his neck. Some of it got onto his hands, and he looked at it. A combination of green and white, sticky stuff. He scraped some of his neck and looked at it, "Alright," He turned to the small group of people behind him, "Who threw that cake at me?" Clarisse and Annabeth poked out of the crowd, both wearing evil grins. He scooped a fistful of it, looked at it, and tossed it into the group, leaving the girls in the group to scream and the guys frozen. It broke into in all out food fight, and for the people who didn't have any cake, they threw the food on their breakfast plates. Percy and Annabeth charged toward each other with handfuls of cake. They poised their arms simultaneously, ready to throw.

"I didn't think a food fight would be this gross!" Annabeth shouted over all the squealing.

"You want to get out of here?" He screamed.

"Yes, please!" She smiled and shook the cake of her hands. Well, most of it.

They ran, hand in hand, to Percy's cabin.

She laughed and looked up at him, "Happy birthday, Seaweed Brain."

"Yeah, thanks for reminding me. I'm, uh, going to miss you." Percy said.

"I am, too." She held her arms out, and they embraced in a hug, doing their best not to get any cake on each other, "My flight home doesn't leave until three, though. So that gives us a little time, right?

"Yeah. But at least let me drive you to the airport." He insisted.

"If you say so. Can we spend some time in the city, you know, for a final hurrah?" She asked.

"Sure. I'll meet you at the car." They released each other from the hug, and went their ways. Percy went inside to grab his bags, but he paused at the door. He looked down by the door, where the urn was, and picked it up. Percy shut the door. There was a mess inside, but he knew it was nothing the cleaning Harpies couldn't take care of.

He turned and took a final look at his second home, took in a breath of the fresh country air. He tossed his bags in the backseat, and climbed into the driver's. Percy looked forward to what next summer would bring...

~~End~~

PLEASE READ: I'd like to thank all of you for all the support over the past few months. I wasn't even able to imagine how successful first fanfic would be. I always looked forward to coming home and working on this and reading the reviews you guys would write. And even if you didn't review or favorite it, I still appreciate you for just clicking on it. Be sure to keep an eye out for updates on my next story on my profile. I'll always have it written right above the story list. I plan to have at least the first chapter ready by Sunday, June 10th. Since it's summer vacation and there's fun needed in the sun, I'm taking a writing vacation until the 10th…well when I at least have the first chapter done.

Until then,

~iGwyn12