Jason

We were lucky that Piper had really good hearing and also a really good sense of when somebody was going through heartbreak.

Because at first she stopped. We were passing by cabin 5, getting close to 3. Percys cabin. On the way to mine, number 1. And she felt it.

"Piper?" I asked my girlfriend. Leo was with us as well. Frank, Hazel. Everyone aside Percy and Annabeth, really. "What's wrong?"

"Has anyone broken up recently?" She asked us and we all shook our heads, which is what piqued her curousity. And ours. As we got towards cabin 3, it grew stronger.

Which was weird.

"Percy?" Frank questioned. "Over what? Him and Annabeth are perfect. Literally."

We made our way inside, and were instantly greeted to the sounds of somebody having a breakdown. But it wasn't Percy. Their voice wasn't low enough to match Percy. It came from his room, though.

You could smell the blood.

Worried, we hurried to his room and when we opened the door... I mean, yeah, Percy was in there. He wasn't crying, though. He looked like he probably has been. He was sleeping, though. Up against...

"You can't just..." Nico. Who was in tears, in pain. Trying to hold Percy up like that would do anything with how much blood he was losing from his arms. "You have no right to just... And leave... Me... I..."

What happened?

Percy was bandaged up, sure. I couldn't tell if he had stopped bleeding or not. But I don't think he's responding either way.

We were... Leo was the first to do anything. He ran and got Will. Will took Percy away. The others went to go stay with Percy to see if he would be okay. I stayed behind to make sure Nico wouldn't kill himself over this.

His... I mean, Nico loved Percy. He actually did. But he didn't want to mess up Percy and Annabeth's relationship. Or anything up. So he didn't say anything and I don't blame him for that.

But now he was looking like he might just regret that decision. Never telling anyone he was gay. Never telling Percy anything. Not that he had a thing for a him. Much less that he loved him.

And now gods only know what was going to happen in the infirmary.

When they took Percy, though, Nico just looked lost. He didn't move. He didn't say anything. He didn't do anything. It was like he didn't know what to do.

"Nico are—"

"He's dead."

Nico

The calm settled in. But I didn't know what to do. He's already dead. He's gone. He died almost immediately after his heart stopped pumping blood.

Percy was all I had. Sure Hazel was... Were related. But she really doesn't seem to care for me a whole lot. Jason was just annoying. Nobody else cared about me. And I let my entire fucking world die.

Just like he wanted to..

Not wanting to face the world of the living, I shadow travelled to my room in the underworld. Which is where I cried for another three hours before passing out.

Percy

I was in DOA. And this time, I was dead. Had the money for a ferry, like I had planned out. Golden drachmas in my pocket along with dollar bills. I paid for another kid around my age, too. He seemed nice. Maybe we could be underworld buddies.

"What are you down here for?" I asked him as we waited in the judgement line. Hades was up there. He'd be first to know I'm dead outside of the person who caught me. I was in shock. I was gone at that point. I didn't know who it was. I saw them. I heard them. But I couldn't tell you a damn thing about what actually happened.

"Overdose." The guy tells me. "The hospital gave me too much after surgery. What about you?"

"Oh, uh... Suicide."

The air went cold and he was called up next in line. Meaning I was now next.

I don't know where he was sent. I really wasn't paying attention. Still trying to figure out who would've done that. I think it was a guy. Probably Grover. Too small for Tyson.

"Perseus Jackson."

There's probably a million of people with that name. So it didn't meant anything until I approached the judgement stand. Today it was George Washington, Kurt Cobain, and Prince. They were judging. Of course, Hades was next to them. Just in case.

I could tell that he wasn't expecting me. Or anything that Kurt read.

"Of New York, New York, USA." He read off of Thanatos's report. "Son of Poseidon and Sally Jackson. 17 years old. Born on August 18, 1993 at 4:28 AM. Died on June 23, 2011 at 11:11 AM. Camp Half-Blood, New York, USA. Cause of death: blood loss, slitting of the wrists, suicide. Is this correct, sir?"

Nico's dad was right there. He could give him the news Nico's wanted to hear all along.

"Yes, sir."

Hades

He didn't even want to hear it. He already knew Percy was dead. Nico was there when he died. He tried to stop the bleeding. It was too late by the time he got there. Nico felt him die. Heard his heart stop.

So as you can imagine, he's kind of a mess.

And because he's in line to get in, Percy was sort of on the outskirts right now. So he could see us and hear us. The gods can only see him, though. Once he's actually in, anyone can. But for now, Nico can't.

So of course, Nico's hurting. This was his only friend. Gone. Because he killed himself.

We were at dinner. As usual after three days, Nico wasn't eating again. Claimed he wasn't hungry. He was lying, of course. But I mean I can't do anything outside of trying to spoon feed him.

Nico doesn't know that ghosts can do physical stuff, no matter what. So when Percy, invisible to Nico and knowing this, took Nico's spoon and held it up to his mouth, he didn't like that. Thought it was me.

"I already told you, Dad." My only son snapped at me. "I'm not hungry. Just let me be, okay?"

He uh... He walked straight through Percy and went to his room. Closed and locked the door. And didn't come out for the rest of the night.

Percys guilt settled in.

Nico

I just slept. And slept. And wept. And slept.

I didn't want to think about it. I didn't want to admit it. That he...

My dad got fed up with me starving myself. With me almost never talking. Never doing anything. Just crying, sleeping, and starving. I mean, I was cutting, too. But he didn't need to know that.

He got fed up, I guess.

Percy

Made immune to suicide, Hades brought me back. He couldn't watch his kid starve to death because I was gone. Because I don't know why, but I meant that much to him. The difference between his kind of happiness and him starving himself.

Of course there was promises and oaths and whatever that I had to make. One of them is that I wouldn't kill try to kill myself. He had me immune just because you know, I killed myself. But it has to be gone through.

"Now just go fucking..." Hades remarked. "Do whatever you do to make him not starve and not be miserable."