Third person pov
The shrouds were all made and burned. The gods showed up and everyone cried. Even Ares. He had lost Clarisse and a couple others in the war.
It had been two years and everything was going good. Percy and Annabeth were still dating. Emily stayed at camp. For the first year Emma traveled, trying to find all her old servants. She apologized to everyone for leaving them. Percy never stopped looking for Emma's sister, Harper, and Emma helped him when she came back from her travels. Atlanta was almost four now and she was adored by everyone in the camp. Whenever Percy needed someone to babysit almost all the girls volunteered. They were so happy.
"The end"
"How was that Harper?" The mother asked. "Wow, that was amazing!" Harper, the little girl, said. Her brother agreed. "Can we hear another one?" She asked. "EMMA'' The woman's husband yelled from the kitchen. "Maybe another night honey." Emma answered her daughter. She tucked her children in and left the room, turning the lights off.
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Her second life
FanfictionEmma is best friends with Percy Jackson but thats not the only weird thing in her life. She makes things happen. Shes different. What happens when she meets the seven and goes to camp half blood. What happens when she recovers her memories from her...
