¹𝐇𝐄𝐋𝐈𝐎𝐏𝐇𝐈𝐋𝐈𝐀. percy jackson

XXXIX.

ｔｈｅ ｌａｓｔ ｏｌｙｍｐｉａｎ

LUCIA DIDNT WAKE UP UNTIL LONG AFTER PERCY'S VISIT TO HIS FATHER

In her slumber, Percy kept her floating in an air bubble. When he was taken into Poseidon's realm he made sure no one harmed a single hair on her head, including his own father. Despite them labeling her a 'traitor' and insisting she must be dealt with. Percy had one goal and it was: Protect Lucia.

She had no recollection of any of this when they made it to the shore of camp half-blood. The second they broke surface her eyes fluttered open, the gentle ocean waves now left her skin and for some reason, Lucia longed for them again.

"What the hell did you do!" Lucia screamed

That afternoon the lookout on duty was Connor Stoll from the Hermes cabin. When he spotted them, he got so excited he fell out of his tree. Then he blew the conch horn to signal the camp and ran to greet them.

Connor had a crooked smile that matched his crooked sense of humor. He's got curly brown hair and is a little shorter than his brother, Travis, which was the only way Lucia used to tell them apart.

"Percy!" he yelled.

Then he saw Lucia "You found her! Congrats man! you finally going to make out?"

"Say that again and I'll carve your tongue out with my dagger" Lucia hissed, she shoved Percy away from her "You shouldn't have brought me here Percy."

"Woah what's wrong with Ms. Sunshine?" He paused " What happened? Where's Beckendorf?" He saw Percy's expression, and his smile melted. "Oh, no. Poor Silena. Holy Zeus, when she finds out . . ."

Percy had to practically drag Lucia as they climbed up the sand dunes. She kept scratching at him and yelling out violent protests. Connor only glanced in confusion at her strange behavior.

Finally, Lucia willed herself to become hotter. Percy hissed, he let go of her as he stared down at his burned hands.

From the dining pavilion, Lucia saw everything. Hills ringed the valley. On the tallest, Half-Blood Hill, Thalia's pine tree stood with the Golden Fleece hanging from its branches, magically protecting the camp from its enemies. Peleus was so big now she could see him from here—curled around the tree trunk, lending up smoke signals as he snored.

To her right spread the woods. To her left, the canoe lake glittered and the climbing wall glowed from the lava pouring down its side. Twelve cabins—one for each Olympian god—made a horseshoe pattern around the commons area. Farther south were the strawberry fields, the armory, and the four-story Big House with its sky blue paint job and its bronze eagle weathervane.

A few hundred yards away, people were already streaming toward them, smiling and excited. Percy's back, they were probably thinking. He's saved the day! Lucia has been found! Maybe she brought souvenirs!

Something about it made her chest ache.

camp half blood is your enemy.

"Luz come on we have to-"  Percy stubbornly found Lucia's skin again

"I'm not going anywhere with you!" Lucia shoved him. She backed up "are my attempts at stabbing you not message enough that I want nothing to do with you?."