Sorry for the short chapter.

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Annabeth hurled her drakon bone sword towards the last giant, letting Artemis then finish him off. The battlefield was littered with bodies, Roman demigods, Greek demigods, giants, Empousai, many monsters.

'Annabeth!'

The daughter of Athena spun around, panting. Off in a distance, she could see the rest of the seven gathering around Percy, Percy.

The son of Poseidon was laying unconscious on the cold grass, Will Solace had crashed down beside him, muttering healing prayers under his breath as he calmly began to treat Percy. Annabeth collapsed beside the dark haired demigod, hands over her mouth.

The boy had his eyes open, he was staring at Annabeth, heartbeat slowing down slowly. Nico was standing off in a distance, his face blank. There was no anger, no sadness, just acceptance. Years ago, he had seen this happen, the son of the Dead had foreseen the death of Perseus Jackson. It was the one death Nico couldn't stop.

And Percy knew it too. He had known from Nico that death was near, and he had accepted it.

The same message dawned on the seven and Will as Percy's heartbeat stopped. And Percy's last words would haunt Nico and Annabeth forever, being a son of Hades had its downsides: Hearing every soul's last words. And Nico could remember every word from his argument with Percy regarding his death as the son of Poseidon whispered his last words.

'Deadlines just aren't real to me until I'm staring one in the face. I love you Wise Girl.'

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It had been twelve years. Twelve years since Perseus Jackson, twice savior of Olympus, survivor of Tartarus, and best swordsman in three hundred years had died. It was easier for Nico then it was for everyone else. The minute he had met Percy, he knew the demigod was born for early death. And Nico knew how to keep a secret.

And so, as he waved off Percy in the Underworld five years after his death, the son of Hades could only wonder who he would reincarnate as.

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Annabeth walked into the classroom, earlier that day, Nico di Angelo had returned from the Underworld, stating that Percy had been reincarnated. The thought haunted Annabeth, she wanted to meet Percy's new form, but at the same time wanted the former demigod to have a normal life, a life he deserved.

'Alright class, open your books to page eighty-two, today for History we're learning about Greek mythology.' Everyone bounced in their seats, excited. Annabeth smiled, before the classroom door.

Everyone turned to see who had entered. And Annabeth sucked in her breath. The new student looked almost identical to Percy. Just her luck to meet someone who looked like the her former boyfriend.

The boy sat down in his seat, a troublemaker grin playing on his lips. 'Hello Miss Chase, I'm Peter Johnson, nice to meet you.' Annabeth smiled slightly, Dionysus used to call Percy that.

'Anyways, do you have your homework from last term, Peter?' Annabeth asked, and the boy shook his head sheepishly.

'Sorry Miss Chase, deadlines just aren't real to me until I'm staring one in the face.'

The boy then took out his book, and took out a pen identical to Riptide, it even had the blood stain from their trip in Tartarus. Wait. . .

Annabeth's eyes widened, Peter Johnson, Riptide, the words. That was Percy's reincarnation. A single tear fell from Annabeth's left eye, and Minerva, her student, noticed. She was perplexed, why was Miss Chase crying? 'Miss Chase, are you okay?' She had asked, to be responded with a weak and sharp laugh. She glanced briefly at Peter.

'Yes, I'm fine, it's just. . .You remind be of my former boyfriend,' Annabeth had said, as she fingered the small coral on her camp necklace. 'What happened to him?' Peter asked, and Annabeth smiled lightly.

'He died in battle as a hero.'