Epilogue

The ceremony was long. But what was to be expected at a joint funeral for seven teens?

In the back of the funeral home stood a boy about the same age as the victims. His hair was black and he constantly fidgeted with an eye patch which covered his left eye.

When the ceremony was over he followed along in his car to the graveyard where the seven graves had been dug side by side. One for Annabeth Chase, one for Jason Grace, another meant for Perseus Jackson, and one for Leo Valdez beside his, Rachel Dare was next, and Nico Di Angelo who had died in the hospital beside her, last but not least Luke Castellan- ironic he'd be buried with his victims. The boy nearly started laughing out loud at the thought.

He managed to hold his laughter in and instead turned to see the survivors. Thalia Grace stood before her brother's grave tears following down her face. Her father placed his hand on her shoulder but she shrugged it off. Will Solace stood unsure of what to do with himself. He fidgeted awkwardly like he wished he could be somewhere else. Meanwhile Hazel Levesque was trying to help Frank Zhang walk along despite the fact his crutches seemed to have a knack for sinking in the ground. Hazel on the other hand seemed to have a hard time judging the distance between the obstacles they needed to avoid with only one good eye (the boy could relate). Finally Piper McLean stood off to the side looking the most uncomfortable, which was to be expected when people were snapping pictures of her left and right. All thanks to her father's status she had been the face on TV answering all the those questions about why anyone could pull such a cruel prank in the first place.

"Did you hear?" A voice whispered interrupting the boys thoughts.

"What?" Another voice asked.

"The principal, Brunner? He was arrested. They think he could've been in on it."

The boy had to clap a hand over his mouth to keep from bursting out from laughter at the absurd thought.

"It's okay son, these are hard on everyone," a man said clapping the boy on the back.

The boy nodded and slowly retreated. He headed off on his own in search of a grave that had been dug a year before. Soon enough he found it and stood before it. "Sorry I skipped your funeral Bianca," he whispered to it running a hand over the gravestone. "I was feeling to guilty to go then. Strange... Since it seems I feel less guilty about everything..."

He stood to leave when he phone rang. He pressed the button to answer and held the phone to his ear.

"Well?"

"They aren't lowering them yet. And as expected cops are here."

"But of course. This is certainly high profile."

"So what would you like me to do now?"

"Well that depends... Tell me Nakumura, are you sure you can handle being my host?"

"Of course Lord Kronos."

"Then get your ass back here. There's work to do."

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No I am not planning a sequel. Please do not ask. I killed off my favorites and pretty much every ship so...

What did you guys think?

Also like I said before I'm working on the one with my own characters. I plan to finish it in the next month cause there is a contest going on by Inkitt which I'm gonna try. I'll probably post it on Wattpad too.

And of course...

Thanks so much for reading! You guys are great!

-Jaz