♫ 𝐌𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫- 𝐉𝐨𝐫𝐠𝐞 𝐑𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐚 𝐇𝐞𝐫𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐬
the day you died was the day percy lost all control.
you and percy had met at camp, both arriving at the same day. you ended up in the hermes cabin, lost and confused when you met percy, him just as lost as you were.
you guys began to hang out with each other more, becoming close friends. he was the first friend you’ve had in a while, so this was special to you. he was special to you.
as years passed, you guys grew closer. you’d been on quests together, fought in the battle of manhattan together, and even managed a kiss in between. though you were never anything, you knew you were in love with him.
recently, you and percy were sent on yet another quest. you were joined by the other 6 of the prophecy, the quest was made of up the prophecy of 8.
you’d been fighting lots of monsters along the way, usually just hurting them enough to slow them down and giving them mercy. this was percy’s wish, he didn’t want to be too aggressive.
until one day one of you guys had to sacrifice yourselves.
one of you guys needed to stop Gaea, and you were the one to step up. you didn’t let percy know. you just did it. you’d written a note he’d found later, and you passed in the explosion.
from there, he began to not care. to become reckless. he would make every monster he fought suffer. he stopped pulling his punches, he began to forget his morals.
he became a monster.
he decided to be the biggest threat they’d find. he began to think he was the problem. he’d been too nice. what if he was the one who killed you every time he gave to guilt? he was done being that person.
months had passed, he’d been fighting monsters left and right. he hadn’t stopped being ruthless, he’d thrown away all remorse and guilt.
even when he got back to camp, he would have these days where he was so mad at himself for not protecting you that he would purposefully leave camps borders just to get attacked and have a monster to kill brutally.
today was another one of those days
he walked out of the camps borders, the rest of the children from the prophecy following after him. this led to percy being pulled into a battle with a centaur, the biggest one he’d ever seen. he didn’t care anymore. he lost his everything, he had nothing else to lose. he didn’t hold his swings back, even when the centaur was on the floor. he became a monster, and he was satisfied with it.
as the other 6 of the prophecy stood aside, telling percy it was already unconscious, though he didn’t stop. that’s was until he heard a soft “percy?”
he turned around to face you. his face and arms red with blood from the centaur, his clothes dirty, and his hair a mess. he looked like he hadn’t taken care of himself in days.
percy was pretty sure he was hallucinating.
how were you back? were you really here? he took a cautious step to you, his voice soft and scared “love? is that… are you actually-“ he cut himself off with a soft sound, tears welling in his eyes. you gave a nod
he sprinted towards you, clutching you tightly in his arms. you really we’re here…
“how…? i- i watched you die.” he said, tears rolling down his face.
you explained that your godly parent had resurrected you. it was extremely rare, but you were still needed in the prophecy. your story wasn’t over.
percy just continued sobbing in your arms, face in your shoulder “love- i… im so sorry you saw that.” he said quietly.