Some things can be taken two ways

by TheLiloPool

you can either mope around or look on the bright side. Percy Jackson, Nico Di Angelo and Thalia Grace have all been kicked out of camp and forced to face the world after trying to get their friends back from the dead, the question is - what will they do when their family turns on them, even annabeth and they are all alone? R,R&R ! p.s. this has an ending but I may continue it

19. The death of a Hero

Chapter 19: The death of a hero.

Woah, it's been a long time since I uploaded, I kinda forgot about this story till i reread it about 10 mins ago and realised how evil i was... so now i plan on being even eviller :)... enjoy.

Disclaimer~ *makes random fart noises* this is how much this disclaimer means to anyone.

And that, my friends, was when all hell broke loose. Heads turned rapidly- not sure which friend to help first, panicking and frittering around like a bunch of startled birds. Thalia however had some experience with birds and she leant Jasper up on the wall before rushing over to Percy's side.

The wound was deep and seemed to have stopped his heart, the dark haired girl screamed in defiance and began pumping furiously at his chest to keep his heart going but even she knew that it was hopeless, his inanimate body was strewn across the covers and all the light gone from his eyes, only the gut wrenching pain that weighed down her chest kept her grounded, otherwise she would've lost it completely.

Hot tears streaked down her cheeks and dripped onto the green mask that lay crookedly across Percy's face.

"no, it can't be…" she pointlessly tried to pull the claw from his chest as Bianca and Rachel came up behind her. Small sobs burst from each of them as they saw what had happened.

"But…But, how?" Rachel shook her head in disbelief.

"Kamchatka." Was all Thalia could spit out, that vile name that darkened the air around her and electrified her body.

"No. I refuse to believe it… Percy…" Bianca stumbled backwards towards the door. It was difficult to digest and none of them, especially Thalia knew what to do… especially as it meant that none of them were safe.

She felt like vegetating there forever, slowly rotting- because there was no pain equal to the feeling of losing a loved one. However, it was not like Thalia to give up without a fight. She would find this Kamchatka, and she would destroy him slowly and painfully and turn his stupid Drakon skin into a blanket.

Fire lit her eyes as she clenched her fists around the piece of paper that held her game plan from now on. She would get her revenge, one way or another.

same as usual, might update, might not. also if i continue i have some (more) evil plans :P

from your awesome (ish) friend- Sonia English

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