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Dead.
Dead.
I was dead. I had lost my life fighting for the world, which I could not argue, was a good way to die.
But I was dead nevertheless.
Dead.
Until I wasn't.
Pain washed over me, making me wince and discovering I still had a physical body. And with the pain, fear came. I was helpless, alone and scared, aching and dying, or maybe roting in hell, this as my eternal punishment.
But then I felt warmth. Not as if I was boiling in a pit in hell for all eternity, but a nice heating, a warm feeling.
I felt as if I had a blanket drapped over me. But why would I had one? What was happening?
Each passing minute, I somehow felt more human, as if death was leaving my body.
And, turns out, being alive hurts a lot.
I felt something cold being forced into my mouth, some kind of long object, but I was way too exhausted to show any resistence.
"She still has a fever. Why won't it come down?" I heard.
Next thing I knew, I had something cold against my forehead, and it felt nice. Everything felt nice, appart from the stabbing pain in my gut and head.
A few minutes later, or maybe hours or even days, who could know, I heard voices again.
"Hazel, you need to eat this."
It was a female voice, oddly familiar. I wanted to remember, but everything was mixed up and nothing made sense anymore.
I only knew that, as soon as I felt food coming down my throat, I felt the urge to puke and ended up gaging.
"Nononon, don't vomit, it's ok"
No food for me, I guessed.
"Here, let me try"
As soon as I heard his voice, my heart fluttered, just as a hurracane of memories washed me over.
He placed his hand gently in my forehear and started to whisper to me.
"Hazel, I already lost you once, and I'll forever blame myself. But I won't let that happen again"
It was Frank. It was all going to be alright. Somehow, his presence made me completely calm. It would be ok as long as he stayed by my side.
I lost conciousness again, feeling safe and sound.
When I woke up again, everything was real. So real.
I sat up and groaned, holding my head. Then I opened my eyes for the first time in really long.
I reconized the place as Sally's house. I was lying in my bed, a cover over me. I heard breathing next to me and, when I turned around, I saw Frank was snoring, seated in a chair, his head agaist the bed.
It was right then when I realized that, maybe, being ill wasn't so bad after all.
I blew in his face to wake him up. First softly, and then like a huracane as his eyes fluttered open.
"Hazel?!!?" He asked, his eyes watering up.
"Well, duh" I replied "Missed me?"
He hugged me and broke completely. I was about to stand there, but decided against it and hugged him back.
"There, there." I patted him in the back "So... I made it?"
When we broke appart, he gave me a newspaper.
"No, reading right now will make this pounding headache worse" I pouted, lying against the pillows
He giggled lightly and started reading.
"And everything somehow went back to the way it was before the Apocalypse. To the girl who the cameras caught, the one who saved us all, thank you. We don't know who you are, but the whole country and the entire world is bowing to you"
I smiled. I had done it. I had saved the world. I had been a hero.
And, I had a coughing fit right then.
Frank pulled the covers up to my chin and gave me a steaming mug. I nodded thanks, because I didn't trust my voice at the moment.
"Percy and Sally reunited" Frank said "You should have seen him, jumping like a little kid. I swear, even baby Estelle was excited"
"And... Jason and Piper?" I managed to croak
"Yesterday, they were full on kissing mode during dinner"
I laughed, because I loved those people. They were my family.
"So... About the other day..." Frank started, turning bright red "When we... kissed. Does that mean you love me?"
"Are you really asking me this?" I rested the cup aside and looked at him in the eye "Frank Zhang, I love you, but sometimes you are an idiot. A loveable one, but still"
"Does that mean yes?"
I rolled my eyes "Yes, of course!"
"Very much?"
I kissed him shut. He most certainly did not ask again.
After a while, everyone came in. Turns out the whole Manhattan camp, the "greeks", as they called themselves, had moved here. Some had planted food, otherswere fixing the house and expanding it more and more. They said to be making it as some kind of Summer camp, in which the house would be the main big building. The idea seemed pretty good.
Percy thanked me a million times. Annabeth's eyes shone as she told me everything they were planning to build. Reyna told me she and Jason's sister, Thalia, were so good at archery that they were basically Olympians. I just rolled my eyes and nodded.
Jason thanked me for pushing him and Piper, and i just smiled. The latino boy, whose name was Leo, said he as his girlfriend, a cute girl called Calypso, were going to fix my car and make it super awesome. And who was I to say no?
Everything was amazing. Absolutely nice. What could possibly go wrong?
Then I realized that was a very poor and dangerous choice of words.
Somehow, a weird ball of light and glimmery stuff landed in the garden, shaking the ground.
I sighted. "It's never really over, is it?"
Another chapter! To those who think the end is near, brace yourselves, because this is just the beginning. The beginning of the end, but still.
What is that weird meteorite? The Gods know... Literally.
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