Loss
Percy looked around the camp that was now in ruins. There were still living demigods but the rest of the seven died.
Jason with a spear through the chest, but he didn’t die immediately. As his life was fading away, Piper ran to him, screaming for him to not die, unaware of the hellhound coming up behind her. With slash marks down her back, she collapsed next to Jason, both dying at the same time. The last thing that they saw were each other’s eyes gazing at the other and each other repeatedly mouthing I love you.
Hazel was riding on Arion when she and the horse were surrounded by Cyclopes. She put up a good fight but eventually got knocked off of Arion and hit the ground hard. A Cyclopes ended her life for the second time with a smashing punch to her face. Frank saw her end and went on a rampage, transforming from one animal to the next, killing every monster in sight. He was only stopped when he faced a hydra. He transformed into a dragon and as he sealed the hydra’s neck, some of its venom dropped onto Frank’s open wounds, killing him from the inside out. He transformed back into a human and died crawling back to Hazel.
And Annabeth. Her death was most heartbreaking to Percy. She and him were fighting back to back against all the monsters surging onto them. They were making good progress, but unfortunately, whenever Percy saw one of his friends get killed, he would falter more and more. When the last of the monsters were advancing on them, he had an opening to a poisonous blade aimed right to him. Annabeth saw it coming and the first thing that came to her mind was to block the blade however she could. So she sacrificed herself for Percy’s safety. He killed the monsters around them and held her in his arms, life slowly ebbing away from her. They recalled the battle against Kronos and how the same thing happened, her saving him. But this time, she couldn’t be saved. She told him, “I love you, please find someone to love, don’t mourn for long... please. I love you.” and died. The waves surged around them in his sorrow, his rage, as he ran into the battle tears streaming down his face.
Leo was the last one to go. They managed to find each other on the battlefield, all the giants taken down but Gaea still alive. Percy created a hurricane to lift her up into the air and Leo making himself and the new Festus into a fireball, killing her and himself.
Percy would never forgive himself for being the only one to survive. They all either died slowly, painfully, or with their lover.
The gods turned their children into a field of flowers (except for Leo, whose body was never found), with a slab of marble that had all the names etched into it. Percy stood in front of the rest of the camps looking at the flowers. They were all mourning for the loss of their siblings and loved ones. Nico, Thalia, Reyna and even Will were standing next to the son of Poseidon. No one said anything during the funeral except for Chiron, having to stop every once in awhile to dry his eyes. He gestured to Percy to say a few words. He stepped to where his mentor was standing, head down.
“I will never forget their courage. To charge into a battle that we weren’t sure that we would win. Honestly, I wish I knew some of these faithful campers better. But the ones that hurt me most were the rest of the seven. I mean, I spent most of the quest with them. I won’t be able to express my loss of Annabeth in words so clearly or else I’ll just break down again.” He let out a sad chuckle and looked at the back of the crowd where the gods were standing. He saw Athena have a tear or two run down her cheek, trying to keep her strong warrior appearance up. “I’m sorry to say this to the gods and both of the camps but I don’t want to continue being a hero. At least take a break. It’s been… too much. Having all these deaths on my shoulders. I’m sorry.”
He walked away from the funeral, tears threatening to break out.