The Last Guardian

Chapter Fifteen

A/N. Reviews!

"Wow, this is a very unique story so far. Percy as a guardian is a loyal and true friend of Artemis and is not bullied like in other "guardian of the hunt" stories. His character is unique and shows how caring and selfless he serves his goddess until his death. This is what a true friend and faithful servant does. I am impressed by your writing. Big respect from GermanyI'd love to hear more from you." -xluky.business

Thank you! Yeah I wanted something different from this trope. I do have other stories if you're looking for more from me. Respect from America!

"You Don't know what FLAMES Mean?! Well, kids don't read this. It means Friends(to)Lovers(to)Affection(to)Marriage(to)Enemies(to)Sex.

Also, nice end, though I hope Styx isn't too cruel. I mean never seeing the only love you ever had for the rest of your life is a worse punishment right?" -KryptonWrites

Ah. See, the only Flames I know of are the mean reviews that make me cry lol. I don't know man, Styx is the Goddess of Hatred, she could be downright cruel.

"Please tell me Percy did not just die. They barely got together. I hope Percy got reborn or something. Pertemis rarely gets completed and here we have one but the endings are sad." -Jarie

Sorry, but he's dead. This marked tragedy for a reason.

"I feel betrayed" -8MexicanJaeger

Good.

"that seemed a bit rushed

but hey, it was good stuff

not too dramatic or cliche" -OkBoomer147

Sorry, I was trying not to. I'm glad you still liked it though.

"I hate you so much LMAOOO (why would you do this to me)" -Guest

I enjoy suffering.

Onto more suffering!

Chapter Fifteen

     In the mortal world, on a cliff overlooking the sea, Artemis mourned her lover with tears wetting his shirt. Above her shone a new constellation. Perseus—The Guardian.

     The stars were the only thing shining as the moon was as dark as the night, grieving along with its Goddess. The grass on the ground fell flat, and wildlife around the world took a deep bow for their fallen Guardian. The tides rose and fell unnaturally as the Goddess of the Moon's body wracked with sobs.

     Her face was buried in Percy's unmoving chest. Her tears were soaking the shirt but she didn't care. She would only pause for a brief moment to take in a quick breath of air before her tears would start again. Snot was dripping out of her nose.

     The sounds of the forest were silent as it wept with its Goddess.

     Artemis's hands grasped at Percy's shirt tightly. Bunches of the fabric were starting to rip.

     She mourned for either minutes or hours. The passage of time was the last thing on her mind right now. That's when the tears started to stop. Her body had drained all of its water, and she couldn't physically cry anymore. She looked up at the sky, finally seeing the new constellation.

     Her smile was watery as she saw that Percy had gotten what he wanted. It would have wrought another round of tears, but she couldn't summon them.

     Her eyes were red and puffy, and her throat was parched. Her face was wet with tears and her hands were cramping.

     The sound of footsteps came from behind her. She didn't look back. Not until a pair of arms wrapped around her.