Title: Aftermath
Type: Songfic
Disclaimer: Rick Riordan owns the Percy Jackson and the Olympians series, as well as the Heroes of Olympus.
Aftermath is written and performed da Adam Lambert.
I give credit to them both.
A/N: I've been on fanpop since January and this is only the secondo articolo i've posted. The first was a poem, so it doesn't really count.
So bare with me, it's not that good.

Aftermath: link






Have te Lost your way?
te could say that. I woke not knowing who I was in a strange place. Does that count as losing your way?

Living in the shadow of the messes that te made
Again, don’t know what messes I’ve made. Unless te count ending up here.

And so it goes
Everything inside your cerchio starts to overflow
My emotions are swirling all over the place. There’s so much I want to know, so much that is a mystery. Sometimes I feel like it’ll drive me insane.

Take a step before te leap
Well duh! I may not remember anything, except what I’ve learned since I arrived, but isn’t that a bit obvious?

Into the colori that te seek
I’m seeking numerous things, it’s unlikely that I’ll even get one of them.

You get back what te give away
Does that mean I’m supposed to be nice to the Romans and cooperate with them and hope they return the favour? Cause I don’t think that’s the way they work.

So don’t look back on yesterday
I can’t look back on yesterday when I don’t even know what I did yesterday. So no worries there.

Wanna scream out
That’s pretty accurate. This situation really is tearing me apart.

No più hiding
Don’t be afraid of what’s inside
Easy for te to say. What if I end up being an evil lunatic who was sent here to destroy them all? I have plenty of reasons to be scared.

Gonna tell ya, you’ll be alright
In the Aftermath
te don’t know that. This war could be the end of me, the end of civilization. What happens after it’s over is a mystery.

Anytime anybody pulls te down
Well, that happens quite a bit. They don’t really like me here. They can tell there’s something different about me. What it is…I don’t know.

Anytime anybody says you’re not allowed
Again, happens all the time.

Just remember te are not alone
In the Aftermath
Really? Cause I feel pretty alone right now. And it’s only the start.

You feel the weight
For some reason that gives me a tingle. Like I should remember something about weight, and having to hold it…nope, it’s gone. Gods, this sucks.

Of lies and contradictions that te live with everyday
Didn’t we go over this already? I don’t remember who I am, let alone lies I’ve told and arguments I’ve gotten into.

And it’s not too late
Think of what can be if te rewrite the role te play
I don’t think my role can be changed. After all, they’re missing someone. Jason Grace? Does that mean wherever I come from, I’m noted as missing? I don’t know what to do, but there has to be a reason behind it all, of which I can’t change.

Take a step before te leap
Into the colori that te seek
I guess I should ready myself for whatever’s coming. If I don’t…I very likely won’t make it through these ‘final’ days.

You get back what te give away
So don’t look back on yesterday
What if the past is the key? What if my memoires and experiences help me survive? If I could just tell these guys some info, they might be willing to keep me around. And apparently Terra’s done this before; maybe we’ll find the risposte in the past.

Wanna scream out
No più hiding
Don’t be afraid of what’s inside
Gonna tell ya, you’ll be alright
In the Aftermath
So I’ve been told…

Anytime anybody pulls te down
Anytime anybody says you’re not allowed
Just remember te are not alone
In the Aftermath
In the Aftermath
The aftermath of a war is never very good. But as long as da then I know who I am and am with someone I love, then I can face it. te better be right.

Before te break te have to shed your armour
I think I’m already broken. Besides, here, te have to be strong and emotionless. Shedding my armour, to make them see my shattered heart, would get me killed.

Take a trip and fall into the glitter
Glitter? What’s that supposed to be a metaphor for? One thing I’m certain of is that I’m not a child of Minerva. So, can te explain?

Tell a stranger that they're beautiful
So all te feel is love, love
All te feel is love, love
I feel strangely guilty thinking of doing that. Why? What am I missing? The Amore wouldn’t be real o worth it anyways.

Wanna scream out
No più hiding
Don’t be afraid of what’s inside
Gonna tell ya, you’ll be alright
In the Aftermath
If someone - a god, anyone - could give me a sign as to where I come from and why I’m here, it’d be greatly appreciated. That way there would be no più screaming, no più worrying about what I’m really like. Then maybe, the damage in the end won’t be as bad.

Wanna scream out
No più hiding
Don’t be afraid of what’s inside
Gonna tell ya, you’ll be alright
In the Aftermath
Anyone?

Anytime anybody pulls te down
Anytime anybody says you’re not allowed
Just remember te are not alone
In the Aftermath
In the Aftermath
In the Aftermath
In the Aftermath
I guess I’ll have to wait and see. Let the unknown be known. And find someone to carry the weight with me.


"Percy Jackson is at the other camp, and he probably doesn't even remember who he is."