Persues jackson And The Soul Dragged From Heaven

14: I Need Answers....FRANK!

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{:Previously, on The Soul Dragged From heaven:}

Percy took off flying into the air and flapped his wings as fast as he could whilst dodging arrows flung at him and he stuffed the paper into his back pocket with Frank held tightly in his grasp.

This, was going to be a lllooonnnggg night.
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Percy sat silently in the woods within the safety of a strong tree branch and out of sight, he'd settled here no longer than 10 minutes ago and had set up a small fire beside him, the woods around him were gloomy yet dark due to the sun close to setting, he wasn't quite sure what to think as he glared down at the old piece of paper within his fingers and read over the prophecy countless times to the point he could say it off by heart.
Was he to return to camp to a freaking out Annabeth?
What had he done to annoy her?
He was real...as far as he knew anyway.
Choas would never lie, the fates perhaps but Choas definitely not, he is wise and loyal and surely he wouldn't allow the fates to act upon such cruelty towards a hero.
Percy glances over to his other hand and noticed Frank was slowly begining to wake up and Percy immediately put him down and shuffled a few cm's away from him.
Frank groaned awake and rubbed his head with a short stubby cockroach leg and glances up to Percy, the sight of Percy made Frank immediately shift back to human and lunge at Percy.
Percy made no attempt to stop him and glared at Frank who was holding Percy by the scruff of his shirt and frowns

"Alright Perc- whatever you are. You better tell me what the hell is going on!" Frank growled as Percy gasps and fluttered his wings with annoyance

"Funny, that's what I was just about to ask you. Frank. I have no idea what you lot are going crazy about, I come back to life and got back from some weird skull guy and this is the welcome I get?!" Percy hissed and Frank frowns before letting Percy go and sitting down with his head placed on his palms.

"Perce, it's... it's not you who should be blamed but...there's been so many others...others like you." Frank mutters as Percy sat down Infront of Frank and glared at him

"Frank. I need to know the details. Enough of these clues and hints, I DONT know whats going on. Please Frank, your my friend." Percy mutters as Frank sighs and combed his fingers through his hair and grumbles a few curses to himself

"...fine, there's been three others like you-" Frank began and noticed Percy was about to speak again and shushed him "shh! No questions until I'm finished." Frank snaps, Percy closed his mouth and lowered his head

"Sorry."

Frank huffed and made himself comfortable as leant against the tree, now just noticing the lowly lit fire infront of him and flicked off his shoes to exposed his feet to the flames.

"Three others like you, sorta like...clones? The first one that came here went crazy and threw himself into the camp fire and died. The second didn't know who we were and it didn't help him by the fact we didn't truth him like we would normally do...and then they were in a capture the flag match and a few campers disagreed with having another Percy and sliced off his wings (which were later burned) for a prize, although some think it was for the Prophecies line saying
'winged but bound will be safe and sound' but I highly doubt since they never knew about the paper, they then killed the clone and threw him into the sea. And then, there was you...and we thought if we took your wings away then maybe you wouldn't...go like them."

Percy just stared at Frank with confusion and horror before he glances over to his wings that he twitched experimentally as though to see if it was true, as if he himself held the truth.
A clone?
But he was the REAL Percy.
He died and came back. It all made sense!