Broken

wise girl

Percy's POV

I went to Annabeth's bed and sat down. None of the Athena campers said anything, they were used to me being in there by now. For a minute I sat there taking in what was left of her scent, the blueprints along the wall of her bed, all her books left untouched exactly the way she had left them. It was almost like she wasn't gone. Almost.
I tried to stay strong because I came here for a reason, but being here clouded my mind and all the pain washed over like no time had past since her death. Some of the campers looked over at me with sympathy, others with the same broken look in their eyes. I felt selfish and weak, crying for her, when the others had lost many of their siblings and maybe even lovers to the war, but they were still holding it together. I couldn't even go into her cabin without a wave of sadness crashing over me. But looking down at her bed and her notebooks, I remembered that we had been through Tartaraus together. Tartaraus. We have always had each other's backs and I remember how many nights Annabeth would rush into my room when she heard me screaming from the nightmares, and how she would come into my room when she couldn't sleep or when the memories of Tartaraus were just to much to handle. By this point I have completely forgotten why I came in here and so I just lay down and breath in what was left of Annabeth. My Annabeth.

       I need to get myself together. It's ridiculous, if I was going to do anything for Annabeth, I needed to not cry every 2 seconds. I muster my courage and open one of her drawers with some of her blueprints.

       I looked inside one of the folders titled "Olympus". I spend hours going through the designs she had planned and looking at all her other sketches. They were remarkable.

        I iris messaged the gods and told them my plan. I would take Annabeth's dreams and turn them into reality. I needed to, no matter how hard. I know I'm not the best architect, but I have a plan. As long as I could stay strong and not cry every five minutes, it might actually work.

   I asked Reyna to call a meeting at the big house. Most of the Romans were still recovering from the war and remained at camp half-blood.  If my plan was going to work I needed them.

       "Romans!" I say. "As you know it's been very hard after the war. We've.... lost many...good soldiers," I start choking up "one moment please." I turn my head and hold back a sob, wipe  the tears from my eyes and turn around. "The gods needed someone to remodel Olympus after the second Titan war, and as you might know, Annabeth was the one they chose. It...it had always been her.....her dream to be an architect. And she had the chance to construct Mount Olympus! She loved it. Unfortunately, she...she never go to finish it.." I sob. Calm down Percy, you need to stay strong, do it for her. "So I decided that I want to do something for her. You Romans told me once that you can take down an entire fort and rebuild it in one day, so I need your help. Annabeth left all of the blueprints for Mount Olympus in her room, she has almost everything drawn out, we just need someone to build it. So I was hoping, that, even though most of you are still injured and can barely walk, that whoever feels well enough to help me finish building Mount Olympus for Annabeth. Please...if you could help me do it...for her." A tear dripped down my face as I looked across the crowd. "Please, for Annabeth." "For Annabeth!" A chorus of voices replied. A sigh of relief flowed through me. I could finally do something to help Annabeth.

Author's Note:

hey hey heyyyyy. sorry for literally not updating in years..... I really enjoy the idea of this fan fiction however the execution of it was not great on my part soooo I might just leave it as it is and start over OR I'll go back and edit and such and then just update this fix. lemme know why you guys would like😊
ps- If you've stuck around for this long literally ilysm you're the absolute best🥰🥰