Zoe was glad for a blissful night of dreamless sleep. Luckily she hadn't been haunted by nightmares of the oracle and visions of her lady. It was much different to what had occurred the first time she got a visit from the spectral being.
Her morning started off regularly enough. Besides the fact that their lieutenant was about to embark on a potentially life threatening quest, the hunters were spending a rather normal morning of them in camp. Just the usual small talk, with plans of burning down the other cabins thrown in here and there, or beating up an annoying male. Pretty normal for her hunters.
But it was one thing that struck Zoe as odd. Her closest ally, Phoebe was bedridden. Bianca was seated beside the daughter of Ares, placing a damp wash-cloth on her forehead. Zoe approached and placed her hand on the other girl's forehead. She was burning up!
It was going to be problematic. Phoebe was supposed to be the one to embark on the quest along with them. Maybe fate decided that this was something that wasn't meant to change. Maybe Phoebe was never fated to go on the quest with Zoe.
Zoe could only think of one reason for a hunter, an immortal maiden to have a burning fever. The Stolls. They must have figured out that their prank had failed and had somehow managed to re-prank the daughter of Ares. Zoe cursed herself for being too careless.
Zoe's second surprise of the day came from their newest recruit, Bianca.
"I'll take her place."
Zoe was surprised by the usually meek girl's confident statement.
"Are you sure Bianca? I can get another hunter to go if thee are not feeling ready."
Zoe really didn't want Bianca's death on her conscience for a second time.
The younger girl shook her head, her deep black hair, done up in a low ponytail bobbing left to right.
"You convinced me that I needed to go on the quest. I guess what you said to me yesterday just got to me. I need to prove to you and the hunters that I am worthy to join you."
It was true. Zoe had spoken with the pale skinned girl on the previous day. She had somehow managed to convince the younger girl that she would need to attend the quest to prove herself to the hunters.
Zoe knew she was trapped. She couldn't just not allow the girl to replace Phoebe. That would raise far too many questions. Weighing the situation, Zoe sighed and nodded, allowing the girl to be the fifth member of the quest.
Now the only thing left would be convincing Percy that Bianca would have to replace Phoebe. Zoe knew the boy had blamed himself about the death of the younger girl. If she died again, then the boy would be devastated. Zoe needed to find a loophole. She needed to prevent Bianca from losing her life. If for no other reason than to prevent the son of Poseidon from getting upset.
Zoe widened her eyes. She couldn't believe her own thoughts. Did she just admit to herself that she would only save Bianca's life to not upset a boy!
Zoe needed a shower to clear her mind...
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They would be leaving for the quest after breakfast at the pavilion. Zoe nervously walked into the pavilion. She needed to speak with the son of Poseidon. She needed to explain to him about the predicament they were in.
He was seated alone at the Poseidon table.
The conversation had gone better than she had expected. He had simply sighed and said that maybe fate needed to go its own way. Zoe had a sneaking suspicion that he might've had a visit by certain trio of sisters.
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Shattered
FanfictionPercy's eyes snapped open. He was no longer in the throne room... He wasn't even on Olympus, he was pretty sure. He was in the back seat of his mom's car, and he was shorter. He looked around himself, Thalia and Annabeth were soundly asleep, on eith...