#Be proud of me. It took all my streangth.

[thatonefandomjumper]

Nico and Reyna should have been a part of the seven. Not Percy and Annabeth.

I am long past the point of being upset about this, but it’s still something I feel is worth talking about.

Percy and Annabeth had their story. They had five books of that story in fact. Their arcs were pretty much completed by that point. Sure, there was room to expand the scraps that were left untouched, and I definitely think they should do that, but to do that there was no need for them to be parts of the seven.

I am aware that this would completely change the narrative of the story, but they can still be parts of the Argo crew

Now, when I say that, I mean that they'd function in a similar way that Nico and Reyna did in the original books

Reyna is a new character and Nico is one that’s far from having been developed to his fullest. Making them parts of the seven would give them more time to shine. Especially Reyna. The dynamics of the characters on this shp would need to shift and change from the beginning!

Like- Think of how this would effect the politics of Camp Jupiter? The fall into Tartarus? The blood of Olympus!?

And honestly I’d love for Percy and Annabeth to be tagging along to the quest, just not as part of the seven.

But of course, the people wanted Percy and Annabeth, and Percy and Annabeth was given too the people. They were even thrown into Tartarus for the people.

Judging from the reaction people had to Jason in The Lost Hero, the reason why Percy and Annabeth were a part of the seven is, of course, very clear, but that doesn’t mean I think a more interesting story could have been told if it had been Reyna and Nico.

[not-my-final-account]

Danny is Gotham

The entire Justice League lay prone on the ground, some mutated Lex Luthor laughed above all of us, power flowed through his veins and I shivered. Even thoughs of us without magic origins could feel the power eminating off of him now. Zeus save us, I prayed.

Then a small green glow caught my eye. Batman? His wounds were stitching themselves together and his blood turned green, his normally white eyes also went green. He stood up wobbily then steadied himself, he jumped Luthor with streangth beyond that of a humans. His cape glowed with constellations and where there should be shadows there was glowing green light, he beat fought with Luthor for at least half an hour. Then he won. Won against who was effectively a god at this point.

Batman collapsed onto his knees, then onto all fours as the green drained from him. His teeth shrunk back down, his cape stopped billowing in imaginary wind, exaustion suddenly over took his body language. Despite this he tried to push himself back up, his arms shook but his teeth clenched and if there was anything I knew about Batman it was that he didn’t give up.

“Rest.” a voice said and Batman looked up but stopped struggling. Batman coughed something out that sounded like ‘moth ham’ which was strange “Heal my knight. For what it matters, I’m proud of you.” the voice said, this time a figure acompanied it, snow white hair and eyes that glowed the same green as Batmans had moments ago. But the black blurring the edges of my vision meant I couldn’t make out anything else about them,

Who was that? Persephone?

Somehow that seemed right, leading two very different lives. Like black and white. Or in this case black and green.

That doesn’t matter though, Batman trusted them, good enough for me, the black seemes really good right now.