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The battle raged on, blood filled the cracks in the sidewalk, the blood of his friends, of his fellow fighters. Everyone who stood next to him sported some injury. Their strongest fighter had blood flowing out from every place you could imagine. These were the people who accepted him, who understood him, they were the people who had gone through the same kind of problems and he was proud to fight beside them. But was it fair that they all had blood flowing down their bodies from multiple wounds, their blood joining the red river that flowed through the streets of New York. Some of them had fallen and their bodies were lying inside covered in sheets and even more of them had sustained such severe injuries that they could no longer life a sword. At yet he fought on without gaining a scratch, strikes that should have killed him bounced off his skin as he fought on. His friends fell around him and yet he was able to fight on without getting hurt at all.

The blood flowed through the streets blood of friends, and enemies, those who stayed loyal in the darkest hour and the traitors. But the blood was the same, half human, half god. It was all the blood of demigods, no matter what side they fought for.

Percy struck Riptide through a Hellhound and turned, next to him Annabeth fought a demigod who was carrying a sword. He struck out at her and she somehow managed to weave though his flying arms because in the next moment her knife was sticking out of the boys black armor and blood was seeping out around it. The boy joined the pile of yellow dust that littered the line of defense around the Empire State Building. But his armor pulled back showing turning gears and a Greek fire bomb that exploded as the automaton began to beep.

The black haired boy groaned and turned over to smack the clock, shutting off the constant beeping before pulling the covers back up. Percy groaned remembering it was the first day of school and the first time he wouldn't be going to a new school.

Goode High was a okay school as he hadn't been expelled yet but he missed his girlfriend Annabeth who was going to another school in the city. He though she had said something about a "Mood High," but to tell the truth he hadn't been paying any attention.

Percy opened his new locker and pulled out the envelope from his backpack containing five of his favorite pictures.

The first was of Grover, Annabeth, and Percy after the first quest standing next to Thalia's Pine Tree grinning, their arms over each other's shoulders. The second was the group plus Thalia and Nico standing outside the empire state building after Kronus was defeated. All of them were holding their weapons up, tips together in victory. The next three were of only Percy and Annabeth and were taken more recently. In one Percy and Annabeth were standing together with their arms over each others shoulders just before they started dating. In the next one they were kissing, standing in the surf, lip-locked. Grover took the last one when they didn't know it they were sitting on the beach together just talking. Annabeth was in Percy's lap and they both were smiling.

But even if his girlfriend wasn't at his school this year was going to be great. They had swimming classes for P.E all year long and it was mandatory to take the new Ancient Greek class. Also Nico was joining him at Goode High School for the year so Percy was excited for the school year that had just begun.

One of the jocks that thought that Percy was a freak came up and noticed the pictures.

"Who is the pretty blond girl?" He asked, "She can't be your girlfriend because she is way out of your league."

Percy laughed because if that guy knew the truth he would never say that but he managed to keep the laughter out of his voice as he retaliated calmly.

"That is Annabeth Chase and she is my girlfriend."