The Aftermath

The half-bloods gathered around the tree that the nameless old man sacrificed himself at to save them all. And in result they hung ribbons around the tree. Red for love from Demeter from her love of her son. Orange for happiness and all the lives saved. Yellow for hope of the future. Green for New beginnings and Nature. Then finally blue for sadness.

Half-bloods were singing in joy of survival from the attack. They laughed around the tree with drinks. As none of them were of age, it was only non-alcoholic drinks. Some danced as the Apollo kids sang, causing others to join in with the singing or dancing.

The kid that the Old Man talked to walked up to the front of the crowd of half-bloods to talk about it so people could talk about the old man and the other lost in the tragedy. He spoke with tears running down his face, "I didn't know him for long, all I know is he was a good man. He told me about his past and it helped me personally. And all the others that died was a massive tragedy. One that hasn't been seen in many years. And for those that have lost loved ones and friends just know that they are all going to elysium as they are all true heroes."

He left the stage with a single tear running down his face. Then someone else came to the front to talk about who they lost, then left. Again, and again until all that wished to speak had poured out their heart and soul. When the half-bloods were finished the leaves started to tornado and a beautiful woman with red highland lilies which were a beautiful red in a crown intertwined with her golden hair with a wonderful green.

She began to speak as everyone kneeled to her. "My son was a wonderful child. He wasn't hard. He was kind, the perfect man. But he chose to go out in a blaze of glory saving much younger demi-gods that he hoped would live much longer with hope and live to adulthood." All the demi-gods listened intently to what Demeter was saying to them. Seering her words into their heads.

Then a woman with deep black hair with olive skin showed up with a group of other young girls. "Artemis what are you doing here," asked Demeter with a smirk. "To show my respects to the one that showed me that not all men are pigs, and some are worthy of my respect." "Are you going to start to give men a chance, Niece?" "Maybe Aunt Demeter."

"Oh, and what did my son do to restore some faith in men?" "As I said earlier, he showed me that not all men are horrible. Some and only some are worth a chance." Demeter nodded with a smile as her body started to turn into sycamore seeds that spun with a gust of wind. And magically none fell to the floor they all flew in different directions at once due to some wind.

Artemis rolled her eyes and shouted, "Hunters time to go." And all the girls that waited around and threatened a few people, mostly boys, left. Chiron clopped up to the front. "I know that all of this is extremely emotional for everyone involved as we have all lost lots of loved ones. So, I think it's best that we all find a way to grieve in our own way that isn't self-harming. And I also suggest everyone going back and finding a place to chat with someone about who we lost and get all the baggage off our chests before anything else is done."

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Down in the underworld the old blind man could be seen in a chair being judged by 3 different judges. All three of them looked up from their paper and sighed while tapping their ebony desks. The middle judge said with a frown on his face, "I truly apologize, but we must do this to you, but it's been decided, and we aren't able or going to give you a fare trial. We must by the orders of Lord Zeus, Poseidon, and Hades to make sure that you go to Tartarus for all their children that you've killed."

The old man nodded with a straight face taking his punishment for his duty without any refusal or resistance. A few guards came dressed in all black. They came over and grabbed the old man from under the arm each. They took him to the extremely deep hole where they dropped him, and he began to fall.

As he fell, he lightly touched the wall causing some moss to grow where his fingers were, but as soon as it was placed it started to die and change from a fluorescent green to a dank dying green. Then a beautiful blue flower with a white inside where the seeds were growing bloomed then as if in time-lapse the flows wilted into dust that started to slowly yet gently fall.

Surprisingly, a few feet before he touched the ground, bushes that immediately started to die were born. And the old man smashed into the thick bushes. He started to fly through the twigs and branches of the bushes at maximum velocity which started to cut up his face and the rest of his body, but at least he could stand after the giant fall.

The old man picked him up from the ground with all of his wounds regenerating rather fast. The first thing he did when he got up was to take a deep breath. The deep breath felt as if he put his mouth on the exhaust of a vehicle that doesn't have a filter for the environment. All of the bad things that the filters prevent all enter his mouth and lungs with the single breath he took, so he started to cough his lungs out.

A/N - Sorry it's so short, but I wanted to get something out. I dunno if I will continue this, but I did because people seemed to be upset about me making it a oneshot, so I'll try to make it a story. Thank you for reading and gimme stones. I want the motivation.