νεκρός || Annabeth Chase x Fem!OC

Vol. 4-30: We say goodbye for now

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I was sad they were gone, but kind of happy, too. I had even more to look forward to. Two years with my girlfriend and my friends, then eternity with my family. Then, after Annabeth died, I'd choose rebirth, and wait to love her again in my next life.

Camp went late that summer. It lasted two more weeks, right up to the start of a new school year, and I have to admit they were the best two weeks of all time.

Of course, Annabeth would kill me if I said anything different, but there was a lot of other great stuff going on too. Grover had taken over the satyr seekers and was sending them out across the world to find unclaimed half-bloods. So far, the gods had kept their promise. New demigods were popping up all over the place- not just in America, but in a lot of other countries as well.

Nico had some undead builders working on the Hades cabin. Even though he was still the only kid in it, it was going to look pretty cool: solid obsidian walls with a skull over the door and torches that burned with green fire twenty-four hours a day. Next to that were the cabins of Iris, Nemesis, Hecate, and several others I didn't recognize. They kept adding new ones to the blueprints every day. It was going so well, Annabeth and Chiron were talking about adding an entirely new wing of cabins just so they could have enough room.

The Hermes cabin was a lot less crowded now, because most of the unclaimed kids had received signs from their godly parents. It happened almost every night, and every night more demigods straggled over the property line with the satyr guides, usually with some nasty monsters pursuing them, but almost all of them made it through.

I nudged Percy. "It's gonna be a lot different from now on. Chiron says we'll have twice as many campers."

He stared at me. "Great. That's twice as many kids that have to get used to you."

I laughed. I promised I was no longer going to be hiding my deadness from the people I met. We had learned that would only end in disaster. Chiron made a new orientation video, and he forced me to record a segment of me saying I'm the camp ghost and that nobody should be alarmed if I don't eat or if it looks like something should have killed me. Several of the new kids were alarmed when they met me. Several of them did not believe I was dead. Some little goof accused me of being a faker, so I slit my wrists in front of him.

Anne got pretty mad at me for that.

I watched as Tyson led a group of Cyclops builders. They were hoisting huge stones in place for the Hecate cabin, and I knew it was a delicate job. Each stone was engraved with magical writing, and if they dropped one, it would either explode or turn everyone within half a mile into a tree. I figured nobody but Grover would like that.

"I'll be traveling a lot," Grover warned, "between protecting nature and finding half-bloods. I may not see you as much."

I smiled at him. Grover was probably my biggest emotional support, but in the weirdest way, I felt like I didn't need him as much. I'd always need him, but I mean that I didn't have to cry with him as much. He taught me a lot, and seeing my family gave me closure. I didn't grieve anymore. I missed them, but not quite the same way. They weren't going to be silent for another eighty years. It was kind of like I had grown up and moved away, and talked to them occasionally about my newfound freedom. That was a lot better than before.