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I woke up and everyone was rushing about, there was shouting and screaming. Was I in a dream? my head was spinning making it hard to make out what was happening, then some motherfucker shoved something in my mouth, making me choke on a stray piece that fell down my throat. Was that a turkey sandwich? then my brain finally caught up and I realised that i was in the middle of a full blown fucking war and the turkey sandwitch was not a turkey sandwich after all but a chunk of ambrosia. The guy -michel yew- who had so kindly choked me with it was shouting at me to get up and over to the medical place to help, he could obviously see that i was not fit to fight more that i had done and if i was put out there again i would probably die.
I ran from the fight and found the healing staff running around shouting frantic orders and stopping gushing wounds from free bleeding. I quickly joined the gang and helped a hunter girl i believe was named tara with a seriously disgusting stab wound, she ended up being fit for another round of fighting( which I strongly advised against but she persisted) and as i watched her go i prayed that I would see her again when the war was over.
the night was over in the blink of an eye, and I had only seen the soul of 4 people leave their mortal bodies and begin their journey in the next word- that was what i liked to think when i saw a death of someone i cared about, it was a habit I started after going in a spiral over my first death.witch also happened to be my best friend, ironic right?-. there was jaime who i was a die hard naomi solace fan, witch was honestly kind of awkward mostly because I was secretly was not at all a fan of(like seriously no one can ever know… especially not will, like god dam the woman is his mother), she was also the best fucking pegasus rider i had ever seen even better then selena, and shewas like really good. She dyed her hair every day and I had mistaken her for other people so much she started carrying a nametag just for me. Chloe, who I had ancient Greek with, we built a close friendship and started pissing Chiron off, we ended up pulling a prank that got us permanently kicked out beacose he got so fucking mad-that was one of my gratest days of my life, even travis and conner said that is was epic. Honestly the greatest achievement of my life-. there was also Gabby I went to mortal school with who saved my ass there multiple times. and there was Hayden. I never found out much about him, he kept a lot to himself and never shared a lot about him, I should have pushed harder. Honestly I don't even think his name was Hayden, which makes me feel like an absolutely terrible person. may they all go to Elysium and find happiness elsewhere, maybe even be re-incensed to a loving happy family.
The war was thinning out, and more people with nasty wounds and possible concussions. But there is one person I have yet to see, Michael.
It has been 30 minutes since the war ceased and Micheal is still not here, most of the people in the pop-up infirmary are either passed out in pain, resting, talking or dead. no one in critical danger for now. So I decided to go and find him myself.
If I were Michael, where would I be? I would be at the infirmary, but he is clearly not there. Maybe some other person has been hurt and he is doing some surgery or something?
But maybe Percy knows, he is basically leading this war. so that was what i was going to do, if anyone knows percy knows. One problem was, I had absolutely no idea where in the hell I could find him.”Hey do you happen to know where I can find percy?”. I asked a girl that I hoped was a hunter of artemis.”oh percy is at the plaza hotel, heard anabeth got hurt pretty bad”. she answers with a sweet smile crossing her lips, I thanked her and started walking over to the plaza hotel. Humming a camp half blood camp fire song, knowing that I was about to see Michael.
I was over half way when I spotted percy looking around, when he saw me his face fell and he started walking towards me. When he raced me he started talking in a slight horse voice, like he had been shouting.”Hey have you seen Michael, he has not come to the infirmary and I suspect he is healing Annabeth right”. I said my tone was bright, but his face did not change.” Listen, I am so sorry”. I cut him off “NO”. I said loud enough to turn heads “no”. I continued .”No, no, no, no! he cant be dead he just cant, i dont believe you!” tears started falling and the world started ringing around me, i was shaking percy by the shoulders tears blurring my vision. Percy was apologising and I was shouting.
.” This is all your fault”.
.”No it's not he did it himself, I'm so sorry I should have helped him!”.
I collapsed in a puddle, the weight of his death too much to bear. He is gone, Michael Yew is really dead.
The only person who really cared about me is dead; who am I now going to talk to when things get too heavy? and who will help me through the existence of being a demigod. No one, fucking no one. I felt a pair of arms wrap around me and immediately knew it was Will's. How? I have no idea, but suddenly the world felt a little less heavy and with will-who was undoubtedly feeling the same amount of grief as me -. and I felt a twinge of hope that me and him would get through this together.