Shattered

Olympus

"So let me get this straight. What you're telling me is –"

Phoebe was then cut off by the sound of her lieutenant's sigh.

"Yes Phoebe, Percy and I have traveled back in time." Zoe's voice clearly implied that the girl was beginning to get frustrated.

"And–"

Zoe interrupted her once more, "Yes, in the previous timeline, Bianca and I had died."

Phoebe nodded hesitantly, letting the truth of her lieutenant's words sink in. What she was having trouble understanding was what the other hunter was implying.

"That means Percy saved both of your lives?"

Zoe briefly glanced towards the direction of the son of Poseidon before nodding.

"I see..." Phoebe said reluctantly. The girl did not want to admit that she didn't fully trust the explanation. While she fully trusted Zoe's words, the concept of time travel seemed – out of the realm of reality. And she'd lived hundreds of years dealing with myths and tales, but traveling back in time was another matter altogether.

"Who else knows?" she asked.

Zoe shook her head, "Nobody."

Percy paled considerably, before raising his hand to speak. "Oh, hmm. You see about that..."

He was sheepishly rubbing the back of his head.

Zoe narrowed her eyes at the boy. "What did you do, Perseus?"

Phoebe shuddered. Zoe's harden expression was still unnerving despite now that Zoe spoke modern English.

"Umm... I might've told La-Lady Artemis. She knows."

Zoe and Phoebe's eyes both widened.

"Milady knows?"

Percy nodded slowly. "She knows that I am from the future, but I didn't mention anything about you. She found out before I knew you had traveled back too. Ya know, at Westover."

Zoe hummed. "I see..."

The two had seemed to have completely forgotten that Phoebe was in the room with them; both trapped in their own bubble of thoughts.

Zoe finally spoke, "And just when – were you planning on telling me this little piece of information?"

Percy nervously chuckled: "I dunno..." Phoebe had the urge to face palm, but resisted the urge.

Zoe glared at the son of Poseidon. "Do you have any more... information that you have neglected to inform me?" Zoe's voice almost sounded sarcastic, which was unheard of from Zoe Nightshade – the badass and rigid lieutenant of the Hunters of Artemis.

Percy gained a contemplative look, "Hmm.." he said, before making eye contact with Phoebe. "I might've been turned into a girl during the time I spent with the hunters." Percy had a crimson flush adorning his features.

Zoe rolled her eyes. "At least it wasn't some fuzzy wuzzy animal."

Percy and Phoebe looked at her as if she'd just admitted to being a Justin Bieber fan. (B/N: I think I got the point across with that one. :P)

"What!?"

Percy shook his head. "Did you – Zoe Nightshade, just say 'fuzzy wuzzy?'"

The hunter blushed, before hardening her expression. "Have a problem with that?" she threatened. The threat might've been much more menacing if she wasn't the color of an apple; and not even the golden kind either.