Visiting Royalties

036

MENTIONS OF SUICIDE
GREEK TRANSLATION ARE MOST LIKELY INCORRECT

THIRTY-SIX

SCENERY:: Royals common room

CLOVIS GULPED DOWN THE SCENT. It felt fresh, airy even. He sighed heavenly and leaned into the seat. A wet towel laid against his forehead to clear away the hotness in his body. He didn't enjoy being treated childish, but the feeling was comforting to say the least.

"How do you feel?" Rachel asked cautiously. She bit her lip as Clarisse frowned. She looked like she cared, which was surprising, but refreshing. The blonde demigod smiled softly and nodded. It was quick and sturdy, like a determination to feel okay.

"So now can you tell us about your dream, nitwit," Clarisse murmured. Annabeth had needed to leave to the Headmistress's office to tell her that they might be in trouble, and Leo and Jason were off to experiment on any new inventions the curly headed latino created. So it was only Percy, Rachel, Piper, Clarisse, Pollux, Nico, Katie, and Connor with him. This was because the other children of the Olympians had other pressing matters to attend to, like the Dumbledore army they were undercover at. Yes, it was still continuing because members of the Gryffindor house still felt unprepared.

"I didn't say? Well Atlas teamed up with Draco's dad Lucius. They crushed the pearls and I think—" the boy explains before the door was slammed shut. A gust of wind blew into the room, causing hairs to fly.

"We might be going to war..." Will stated nervously.

SCENERY:: Great Hall

PERCY GASPED FOR AIR. Alone, he was all alone. He remembered it all so clearly, the hands of a young girl holding Clarisse's. Her hands gripped tightly, the veins showing her tight grip. Tears streamed down their faces, eyes blood red, and cheeks rosy from scrunched faces. He couldn't stop seeing it. He remembered watching the boy smile weakly at him. He remembered how she looked at Artemis in hopefulness. He knew exactly how Nico scrunched his face when he realized. He remembered their last words.
He remembered their bodies, lying limply on the floor.

It wasn't fair. It was never, ever fair. Why did his one weakness have to be loyalty? Why did he have to be the son of Poseidon? Granted, he wouldn't have his friends if it wasn't for his father. Why did he have to be the cause of it all? It was never going to be fair. He just wanted to end it all, he thought. It's all he wanted now, he begged for it. He knew it would hurt his friends, but he didn't care right now, he was tired.

Which was why the green eyed boy stood with a shaking hand. He stared at the glass on the floor, it was silent. Someone tried to kill him. Granted, they failed quickly, but it happened. "ΑΠΛΑ ΣΚΟΤΩΣΕ ΜΕ ΗΔΗ ΠΑΡΑΚΑΛΩ...Μισώ τη ζωή μου" He snapped out. From the corner of his eye he could see Hermione looked confused. After all, it was a language she didn't know, it was the dead language of greeks.

"It'll...it'll be okay, Percy," Annabeth Chase comforted and kissed his lips. "Question all of them, and use Piper.." She breathes to Jason, Thalia, Nico, and Hazel. The four children of the Main three bothers nodded with determination.

"Alright, Dummies, let's get to business," Thalia Grace could be heard. It was almost as if Percy could see the lightning cackling in her eyes in laughter. "May the gods be ever in your favor."

"Percy, what's wrong? You've been acting strange ever since we figured out we might be going to war..." she questioned as they stood in the hall. She brushed some black hair strands away from his face and hugged him. "I love you, Seaweed Brain."

"I love you too, Wise Girl," He chuckled. The boy's lips kissed the blonde curls in her head softly. He sighed, "how can I not be sad? I'm the living pawn for the gods.. they use me to fight! I'm a veteran at 17, it isn't right. Sure, we're all pawns, but I don't get a break. I only see death..."

"I know it's hard, but we'll get through it.." Annabeth chuckled lightly. He squeezed her close as tears rose in his eyes, "I promise, Seaweed Brain."