I stretch my arms and my wings, and climb out of bed. I look out the window to see that it is still pitch black outside. The moon is high in the sky, above me. I groan and decide to clear my head by taking a fly. All the campers would have to be in their cabins by this time, so leaving my cloak off and staying in my jeans and black shirt, I open the cabin door and walk out silently.

The camp is deserted, so I spread my wings and fly up high above it. I can see everything for miles. The ocean, the forests, parts of the city. Then I get an idea. I fly as fast as possible to the city, searching the building for the apartment. I spot it and dive towards it, landing gracefully at the front door. I knock twice and no one answers. I knock three times and see a light flicker on through the window. I tuck my wings behind my back, and the door opens.

There stands my mother, her eyes squinted and her hair a mess. She looks at me, and then recognition floods her face. She bursts out in sobs and hugs me, completely ignoring the fact that I have wings. I hug her back a let a few tears fall.

"Mom, it's okay," I say. She chokes back another sob and grasps my shoulders, looking me in the eye.

"Please don't go, Percy. I love you so much, please don't leave again. Paul and I-we miss you," my mom says. I sniff and take a deep breath.

"I'm sorry mom, something is wrong with the camp, and the world might be in danger. I can't say there after what happened with everyone and...you know who," I say. My mom nods.

"Yeah, okay. Okay," she says, but I can tell it's not okay with her. I hug her again, and it finally registers with her. I have giant wings,

"Perseus Jackson! First you get a tattoo, and now wings?!" She cries out. I laugh a little.

"I got them because I am the leader of the Chaos Warriors, mom. We save galaxies and worlds practically every week," I say. My mom sniffs again.

"I love you Percy. Promise, when your done saving the stupid world again, that you'll come visit me again?" She asks. I nod and hug her one last time. I say goodbye and she watches me fly off into the night.

I fly back to camp and scan it. I fly over the forest letting the wind fill my wings, and grinning. I spin, do flips, dive, soar, everything. It feels amazing, and then I see someone down below in the middle of the forest. It is a girl, with honey blond curls and startling gray eyes, kneeling down next to a grave, crying and placing flowers and seashells next to it. I dive silently into a nearby tree and perch on a branch, folding my wings back and listening. I narrow in my hearing and hear her sobbing.

"I love you so much Percy. I can't live without you. I wish you knew what had happened before Zeus killed you. I just wish..." she broke down sobbing. Her eyes were red from crying. Annabeth. What did I not know?

"I love you Percy. Please don't choose rebirth. They must of told you what happened down in Elysium. They had to, you can't hate me forever. Please..." she says, leaving her head on ten tombstone. I am tempted to go out of the shadows and question her, demand what I never knew. But I don't. Instead, I concentrate on my cloak. I try with all my will power to summon it. Suddenly, I am wearing it, hood and all, my wings folded back underneath it. I silently cheer, and I jump down from the tree, and walk towards Annabeth. She sees me and jumps up, quickly wiping the tears from her eyes.

"Are you okay?" I ask. Annabeth gasps.

"P-P-Percy?" She gasps. I sigh.

"Why does everyone keep calling me that? I'm sorry, I don't know a Percy," I say. Annabeth chokes back a sob.

"You just sound exactly like him, I'm sorry. Let me guess, your Omega?" She asks. I nod my head.

"What happened? I mean, this Percy guy? What happened?" I ask. She sniffs and kneels and down at the grave. I see the words engraved on it.

'Percy Jackson, the greatest hero of all time'

Then she explains. Everything that I didn't know after my death is thrown at me. My friends drank the poison by accident, they didn't mean to betray me. I mean, I'm sure they had their doubts about me ceding crazy, like the rest of the camp, but they didn't hate me. And Annabeth never loved Shane. I hold back my own flood of tears and take a deep shaky breath.

"I think I can help you," I say to her. Hopefully she wouldn't see right through me.

"Unless you can possibly bring him back, there's nothing you can do," she growls. I flinch.

"I can speak to him. I can...contact him through the underworld, if you'd like. See what he says, ask him if he knows," I say. Annabeth pauses.

"You can do that? Please do, please just tell him I'm sorry," Annabeth pleads. I nod and close my eyes, pretending that I'm concentrating. We sit in silence for a minute or two while I come up with what to say to Annabeth.

"I reached him," I say. Annabeth gets a hopeful look in her face.

"He said...he said he loves you too, and he knows now. He knows that you didn't betray him. But he says that...that he's choosing rebirth, but he'll see you again very soon," I decide. Annabeth bursts out sobbing again. Carefully, I wrap my arms around her. She sobs into my cloak, her tears soaking it. When she is done, she pulls away and wipes her face, standing up.

"I'm sorry for being such a baby, you didn't have to stay," Annabeth said. I shrug.

"It's okay. I'll see you tomorrow. Go get some sleep, you need it," I say. Annabeth has bags under her eyes. She frowns.

"Percy and I...we used to sleep together every night, to fend off the nightmares. Ever since he's been gone, I can't sleep. It won't do any good with him gone, only make me more tired," Annabeth says. I wince.

"Maybe...I'll help you sleep. I can sit next to you, I'm a Chaos Warrior, I can use my, uh, powers to help you," I say. Hopefully she believes that I have all these powers. She frowns.

"The Hypnos cabin already tried, but they couldn't help," Annabeth says.

"I have a feeling that I can help," I say. Annabeth just shrugs and heads towards the Poseidon cabin.

"Um, isn't the Athena cabin that way?" I ask, pointing towards it. Annabeth frowns.

"How do you know I'm a child of Athena?" She questions. I pause.

"I can sense it," I say. She just shrugs again.

"I stay in Percy's old cabin ever since. It helps me focus on whatever I'm doing," she says. I take a deep breath and follow her inside. Everything is the same. Nothing moved. But the door has been fixed. She collapses on my old bed and lays her head on the pillow.

"I hope this works," she mutters. She closes her eyes and falls asleep, her face angelic and beautiful. I sit down on a chair and watch her. She doesn't stir one bit, and I smile.

Maybe I can't have her back, because of my duties as a warrior, but I can spend this time with her.

Aw

Percabeth

Too bad I am a author who likes to kill people!

-Amber❤️