𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗜𝗟𝗜𝗔𝗗 ⋆━━⋆ percy jackson

𝐱𝐢𝐢. aphrodite is love island's n1 fan

THEY DECIDED to camp for the night and try the junkyard in the morning.

None of them wanted to go Dumpster-diving in the dark.

Zoë and Bianca produced six sleeping bags and foam mattresses out of their backpacks, even though the bags were tiny.

The night got chilly fast, so Grover and Percy collected old boards from the ruined house, and Thalia zapped them with an electric shock to start a camp-fire.

Pretty soon they were about as comfy as you can get in a rundown ghost town in the middle of nowhere.

"The stars are out," Zoë said.

She was right. There were millions of them, with no city lights to turn the sky orange.

"Amazing," Bianca said. "I've never actually seen the Milky Way."

Cassie looked up, looking for one particular constellation. There she was, Cassiopeia.

"This is nothing," Zoë said. "In the old days, there were more. Whole constellations have disappeared because of human light pollution."

"You talk like you're not human," Percy said.

Zoë raised an eyebrow. "I am a Hunter. I care what happens to the wild places of the world. Can the same be said for thee?"

"For you," Thalia corrected. "Not thee."

"But you use you for the beginning of a sentence."

"And for the end," Thalia said. "No thou. No thee. Just you."

Zoë threw up her hands in exasperation. "I hate this language. It changes too often!"

Cassie was quiet, which was unlike her. She was just so mesmerised by the stars, thousand of shiny balls, each forming a story.

Grover sighed. He was still looking up at the stars like he was thinking about the light pollution problem. "If only Pan were here, he would set things right."

Cassie didn't look at him. "I don't think he would, maybe there's a reason nobody has seen him."

Grover was still hopeful. "I think I'll find him and then he'll help the world."

Cassie hoped so too.

"Maybe it was the coffee," Grover said. "I was drinking coffee, and the wind came. Maybe if I drank more coffee."

"Grover, do you really think that was Pan? I mean, I know you want it to be."

"He sent us help," Grover insisted. "I don't know how or why. But it was his presence. After this quest is done, I'm going back to New Mexico and drinking a lot of coffee. It's the best lead we've gotten in two thousand years. I was so close."

A breeze wasn't that much of a lead but Cassie wasn't going to tell him.

"What I want to know," Thalia said, looking at Bianca, "is how you destroyed one of the zombies. There are a lot more out there somewhere. We need to figure out how to fight them."
flames."

Bianca shook her head. "I don't know. I just stabbed it and it went up in flames."

"Maybe it's your knife." Cassie guessed.

"It is the same as mine," Zoë said, "Celestial bronze, yes. But mine did not do that."

"Maybe you have to hit the skeleton in a certain spot," Percy said.

Bianca looked uncomfortable with everybody paying attention to her.

She suddenly was that girl before her vows, confidence only went so far before it showed the real you. Confidence was that, a facade.