Hello. I'm very very sorry for not updating yesterday. I told the two people that reviewed the last three chapters and had accounts. I apologize to everyone else, especially Bob. To Bob- I'm so sorry I couldn't tell you, but I had no account to message you with. To everyone else- I was led to believe that no one else was following this anymore. I didn't want to unnecessarily tell people if I wasn't sure they were even paying attention anymore. Technical difficulties in my Doc Manager were hiding all the words from me (again). That's also why my spelling might've been worse than usual. I couldn't get back in to fix it, because I couldn't even see what it is. I'm very sorry. Also, I won't be able to update on Wednesday (next chapter), and maybe even Friday. I have testing in school, and I don't want to fail. Sorry. I own nothing and enjoy the chapter (if you're still actually here) of course.

Percy's POV

Eventually, I came free from my chains. The melted remains lay on the ground, and the liquid metal still clung to my bubble-wrap wrapped body. (My body wrapped in bubble wrap. It's so fun to say.)

Finally standing up, I rubbed my arms where the chains had bound me, taking a good long look around the room now that I could really move. Jake was tidying something up in the cupboards along the wall to my left. Peter stood in the corner, evidently done with his freak-out, while Alexander watched over him. Just to make sure the freakout doesn't continue. If it did, Peter would probably be taking a nap on the floor in a fleshy pile. Somos leaned against the wall to my right, hidden in the shadows. With a pang, I realized that I recognized that position from Nico. Nico... Who I had viciously killed. He did it in order to protect Thalia. It's all my fault.

Through our link as brothers, one by one they all came over too me. Either we can really read each other, or I just can't hide my feelings that well to my own siblings.

Peter, always my best friend, spoke first. "Perce, what's up? You look depressed. It doesn't suit you. Jake, however, it fits fine."

We all chuckled, even Jake who couldn't hold up the fake glare he threw at Peter.

Once we were done laughing, I sighed. "It's just all my fault."

The others glanced at me curiously. Am I the only one, or did Peter just look panicked? Maybe he's just concerned?

"Explain," Alexander demanded. I shrugged, but spilt my feelings. Even if I'm a guy.

"Everyone dying because of me. People in the Titan War, i led them to their deaths. Who was i to do that to them? Kids really, we were outnumbered horribly with onky fifty demigods, I should've just given up and saved so so so many lives.

"Then, the Giant war. Again, we were pretty badly outnumbered, at least power wise. Then I got a stupid bloody nose and almost killed everyone. Even if we won, hundreds of demigids lost their lives. And it was all my fault, with that stupid bloody nose.

"Next, Wrath. No one really died the first time he came. Then Kronos came again, and attacked camp. He almost killed the youngest campers we had. And me, but that doesn't matter. Tens of demigods were lost then too. That was all my fault. No denying it at all.

"And the final blow: Nico and Annabeth. The survived in the demigod world since Kronos was only just beginning to rise. They fought in the Titan War, Giant War, even that puny war with Kronos durning which I aided the enemy. They fought my alter ego. And all my other problems too. But after all that, they were killed me a monster. By me. What did I do to stop them? Any recognition in me was swallowed up by rage and then... Poof! They're gone. And so am i, apparently." I have a great heaving sigh. "I just want it all to end. No more deaths hanging over my head except my own."

None of them knew what to say. Sure, we're all linked and usually know what to say. I bet they just couldn't come up with an argument. They all agreed with me, their silence proved it. I need to say one more thing to them though. Then I can go.

"You know, Ive been thinking. I can't take life anymore. I'm going to jump into the pit."

Peter both surprised and didn't surprise me. Unsurprising was the fact that he was the first to speak up. Surprising was his argument.

"No!" He exclaimed. "I won't let you do it! It was my idea first! My time to do something bjg! For once, I'd be known! For once, you wouldn't be the Spotlight! Somos wouldn't be the cute guy! Jake wouldn't be the dark mysterious one! Alexander wouldn't be the one to take all the action! I'd be... Special."

I didn't know what to say. He was jealous? Of us? We're his family!

"Jake, man. Are you... jealous?" Alexander asked.

Peter sniffled and shrugged, his back turned to all of us and his arms crossed. Somehow, he also managed to hold his hands over his eyes at the same time, so none of us could see his face.

The others were still shocked stiff, so I took the wheel.

"Peter look." My voice was soft and comforting, like I was talking to a particularly scared puppy. "We're your family. We talk to each other, and express how we feel. We had no clue you felt this way, because we certainly don't. You're our best friend. The peacemaker, the glue that holds everyone together. If you went through with your plan to jump into the pit, I would personally jump in too, grab you, pound you senseless, then drag you home. Got that?"

Peter nodded, his back still facing us.

"Come on dude. Turn around." He shook his head. I kept pleading, until I saw Peter tense. "What is it Peter? You can tell us! We're your famiky, we'll support you. Tell us what's going on."

Peter said nothing. Instead, he turned on his heel so fast I thought I saw smoke, and lunged right at me. Too startled to avoid it, i was pushed over into the ground. Just as a giant hand came up from the ground and swallowed Peter. I caught one snatch of words before he was gone.

"I love you guys!"