Darkness(Percy Jackson/Throne of Glass crossover)

Golden

Thalia

I felt my heart ache. It doesn't matter that she wasn't who she was said to be. Aelin was my friend. And now she's gone. A shooting pain cascades down my arm. I scream and tumble over. The throbbing ache not leaving my body. 

"Thalia!" Annabeth shouted and swang her arm around me to keep me up. "What's wrong?"

"My-my leg." I stumble. The effort to speak straing against my leg. Annabeth looks at me with worry in her eyes. 

"We, we need to continue our search." Percy says. 

"We don't. If the prophecy is correct, that means that the Fleece should be uncovered from it's hiding spot. So therefore it will be somewhere around here." Manon comments. 

"Well...than we wait." Annabeth says. The pain slowly subsided. The faint ache still there.

"Who are you?" I ask the crYing guy and the girl.

"Chaol Westfall," I stood there waiting for more, there is always more about these people. "Captain of The Royal Guard of Adarlan and best friends with Aelin." I turn to face the girl.

"Yrene Towers, healer." Wow, the first preson to not be a killer. "Also, wife of Chaol, so technically Yrene Westfall." 

"You got married? Good on ya." Dorian says, before returning his gaze back to the body. 

"Umm....about that fleece." I say. Manon closes her eyes for a second.

"Over on top of the tree." She says. I look and sure enough it is there. How did she know? That doesn't matter, we have it now.

I walk over and climb the tree. If there'sone thing you learn when being a hunter, it's how to climb a tree. I reach over and grab the shining fleece. Before scaling back down the tree. 

"We need to go." I say. "I feel my organs starting to fail each minute that ticks by." I inform them.

"I say we go by air." Annabeth says taking lead. Percy is about to protest with Annabeth continues. "I highly doubt Zeus will strike down his own and only daughter, as well as these very important people. And the body of a Queen. I am sure he does not want another war on his hands." She explains. Percy reluctantly agrees. 

"Umm, can we not?" I ask. 

"Flying is the most beautiful feeling in the world. Why wouldn't you want to do it?" Manon asks me. 

"I'm afraid of heights." I say ashamed. 

"Eh, you'll be fine." Manon walks back to her Erilea friends. She cares SO much about my emotions. I shake my head and start to walk towards the road to get a cab. I know that there is no other way to get to camp in time. Oh, right I think. There won't be any cabs. Half the city was burned. I groan and walk back towards everyone else.

"No cabs. We have to walk. Though it's not that far." I tell them. They nod and Aedion picks up Aelin bridal-style. We start to walk towards Miami airport. 

"The prophecy was right." Dorian states. 

"It always is." Percy rebuts."Just like Annabeth." Annabeth glares at Percy for a second before deciding to take that as a complement. 

"Eight shall go south nine will return. We gained you too, but lost...her." Lysandra explains. 

"The should see everything they hold dear burn. The city went up in flames." Dorian added. 

"One is needed for two. Aelin had to give up herself for Chaol and Yrene." Percy says.

Manon continues. "A sacrifice is required to go through. Go into somewhere to get the golden fleece, Aelin sacrificed herself." 

"A moon lit arrow draws the final breath," Thalia pauses. "Artemis, shot Aelin." 

"A damaged souls fate of never ending death...we don't know what that means." Annabeth says slightly fustrated. 

We walk the rest of the way in silence, each one of us occasionally glancing at the once beautiful girl that laid in Aedion's arms. Her Ashryver eyes will never see the sunlight again.