The battle field is soaked with blood, piles of gold dust remind us that we can never be normal. Leo sacrificed himself by turning into a human bomb, and many others have fallen by the hands of our parent's enemies.
But thank the gods that Annabeth is alright. And the rest of the seven.
More than half of the monsters are dead, including the commander herself. Which means the worst is behind us, we can get through this.
But I guess I spoke too soon, because a monster I hoped to never see again just happen to be the last one standing. Of course. For a second I thought the Fates might actually be on my side.
An arai.
The other demigods were hesitant, as they knew a curse would be put upon them if they killed it. Annabeth and I, so far, are the only ones who've had the luxury of killing one. And I'm not letting anyone else suffer from it. I won't let anyone go through the pain that I've had to endure. No one else is getting any more scars.
Without talking myself out of it, I walk up and swing my sword, successfully turning it to dust. But before it can fully disintegrate, it cackles four words that ended my entire world.
"This one's from Gaea."
Before I could even fully process the words, my Wise Girl's pained screams filled the empty air.
She was dying.
Cradling her head in my lap, tears in my eyes, and words of love and promises muttered between us, she takes her last breath.
Her cold grey eyes stare into mine, but no longer hold her guarded soul behind it. Her beautiful lips that spent so much time lecturing me no longer holds the color she hated most. But most importantly, the heart in her chest that used to beat so strongly beneath my head is silent for the first time.
My heartbroken screams have replaced Annabeth's, for she no longer has the breath to scream. Because she's gone, dead, and it's all my fault.
I bolt up, tears still in my eyes from my daily nightmare. Though, sometimes my brain likes to mix it up a bit. 'Cause she's nice like that. Yes, I just referred to my brain as another person. Deal with it.
Steadying my shaky breath, and quickly evaporating the tears that have stained the pillow as well as my face, I walk out of the room.
After training yesterday, the team and I hung out for a little longer before they assigned a bedroom for me to sleep in.
Red was mad and pettily ignored me for the rest of the day. It was honestly kind of adorable.
Robin, turns out, isn't as serious as I thought and is pretty fun to hang out with.
Wally stopped flirting with me after I threatened to sleep with Artemis if he continued. It surprisingly worked. Scratch that- we all knew it'd work.
Artemis and I have had a great time scaring the team by discussing our highly detailed murder plan in front of everyone. Though, probably not the best idea when I'm here as a suspected criminal.
Connor warmed up to me- and when I say warmed up- I mean he occasionally talks to me in words instead of grunts.
Megan is really sweet, and the most outgoing person I've met in a while. Can I say person if she's a Martian...? Meh. But she makes great burnt cookies, I'm going to have to get her recipe.
And lastly, Kaldur. The team knew we knew each other and didn't question it much. I mean- I like water, he likes water, we both like water so it makes sense. I forgot how much I missed him and his cute webbed hands. And NO- I do not like him like that. Eww.
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The Wave to Recovery (pjoxyj)
FanfictionPersephone 'Percy' Jackson leaves camp after her love was killed. After the war, she fell into a habit of sleeping, eating, training, sex, and repeat. Using anything she could to distract herself, as well as hiding behind an impenetrable wall of hum...