Carry On

A/n: This idea came to me in the middle of P.E… don't ask… Been having this song stuck in my head for the past week… -_-

Summary: One-shot song fic. Inspired by the song Carry On by Fun. Set after The Last Olympian.

Disclaimer: I don't own PJO :(

Carry On

Fun.

New York was a mess. It looked like it had been used for a battle field. If the mortals knew any better, they would have said it was the aftermath of a 'supernatural' battlefield. But the demigods knew better. They had fought in the war that had trashed New York City.

The war. The Second Titan War. Long story short: Greek gods/myths were (are) real. Kronos, the Titan Lord of Time, wanted to take over the world. It didn't work so well the first time, and it didn't work this second time. You would've thought he'd given up after being defeated the first time. Some people just can't take a hint. He was 'killed' by a sixteen year old kid. Must be pretty embarrassing.

Lives were lost, but the demigods knew that they didn't have much time to mope. There was work to be done. They had to carry on.

Well I woke up to the sound of silenceand cries were cutting like knives in a fist fightAnd I found you with a bottle of wineYour head in the curtainsAnd heart like the Fourth of JulyYou swore and said,"We are not,We are not shining stars"This I know,I never said we areThough I've never been through hell like thatI've closed enough windows to know you can never look backIf you're lost and aloneOr you're sinking like a stoneCarry onMay your past be the soundOf your feet upon the groundCarry onCarry on, carry onSo I met up with some friends at the edge of the nightAt a bar off 75And we talked and talked about how our parents will die,All our neighbours and wivesBut I like to think I can cheat it allTo make up for the times I've been cheated onAnd it's nice to know when I was left for deadI was found and now I don't roam these streetsI am not the ghost you are to meIf you're lost and aloneOr you're sinking like a stoneCarry onMay your past be the soundOf your feet upon the groundCarry onWhoaMy head is on fire but my legs are fineAfter all they are mineLay your clothes down on the floorClose the door, hold the phoneShow me how no one's ever gonna stop us tonight'Cause we areWe are shining starsWe are invincibleWe are who we areOn our darkest dayWhen we're miles awaySun will comeWe will find our way homeIf you're lost and aloneOr you're sinking like a stoneCarry onMay your past be the soundOf your feet upon the groundCarry (No one's ever gonna stop us tonight)(No one's ever, no one's ever gonna stop, no one's ever gonna stop us tonight)(No one's ever, no one's ever gonna stop, no one's ever gonna stop, no one's ever gonna stop us tonight)

They had to carry on. They had to stay strong. They didn't know that this was one of the many hardships they would have to endure. They had to

KEEP CALM

AND

CARRY ON.

A/n: So, what d'ya think? Comments/reviews are appreciated! I got a little sad when I wrote this…Don't know why…eh, I've been over-emotional lately anyway. Stupid teenage hormones…xD

~candy123~