Percy POV-
I turned around, and Jim was standing there.

"Look who we have here, our 'hero' crying in a grave yard." He said, with a smirk on his face.

My fists clenched.

"I told you not to mess with me." I said.

"Like I'm going to listen to your empty threats!"

I got up, and walked towards him.

"Oh ya? Fight me and we'll see." I said.

"I'm warning you, I've been through training."

"And I'm warning you" I said, leaning in to whisper in his ear, "I've beaten primordial gods."

"I don't believe you." He said.

"I guess I'll just make you have to believe."

"Your stalling." He accused.

I punched him in the gut, and he fell in pain.

"Stalling isn't my job." I said, tears streaming down my face from thinking about her. It was her job.

"Rule number 1. Never threatened a broken man mourning."

After I said that, I beat him to the bone.

I knew he wasn't the only one here.

"Anyone else?" I asked, feeling people presences in the bushes.

I got no answer.

So I took that as the time to leave.

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The next day at school, everyone was starring at me.

More then usual.

They looked at me like I was crazy, like I had no right being called a hero.

But I don't.

And they were starting at me like they knew exactly what happened.

It made my bones ache.

Something bad was about to happen.