The Future of Camp (COMPLETED)

Conclusion

OMG you GUYS!

This is the FINAL CHAPTER OF THIS STORY!

I HAVE NEVER FINISHED A STORY BEFORE!

As a celebration, there will be a one-shot at the end.

Thanks to everyone who read this story, but a special thanks to Sandleaf for all of their support! I was always so excited when you commented. Your support has made me feel amazing about this book, and so... THANK YOU!

Okay, let's go.

Eva couldn't quite believe how far she'd come.

Since her... well, death seems like a weird term, but it fits. Anyway, since the Battle of the White House, half-bloods and mortals were all part of a community again. It was incredible.

She twisted her wedding band around her finger, watching Leo show their eldest son how to replace a car engine. Baby Ana tugged her finger, and she handed her another foam block.

It was incredible. Everyone visited Leo's shop for repairs, and Eva helped out sometimes. Mostly, she was a stay-at-home mom, but she thought she might like to be a teacher when her kids got older.

In the moment, though, she was happy.

And that was a small miracle.

THAT'S IT! OMG!

Okay, just so you know, this is NOT CANON for my next story, but here's a short story with those characters.

Okay, listen up. What I'm about to tell you is incredibly important, but I only have a few minutes.

You don't know me, so I'll start with who you do know. Percy Jackson. I'm sure you know him. What you don't know is that he has a twin sister.

I'm that sister.

Everything you've read about him is a lie. He fought for Kronos, but redeemed himself. He wasn't part of the Seven. It wasn't his memory Hera wiped. Everything in his series happened to me.

Like Annabeth.

Oh gods, Annabeth. She's not straight, just so you know. And after the Battle of Manhattan, she was mine. I kissed her in the lake. We dated. Hera dumped me at Camp Jupiter. All I remembered was my name and hers. I was one of the Seven. I fell into Tartarus to be with her. Me, me, me.

But Percy was jealous. Not only of me and Annabeth, but the fact that I was a hero. He used a mixture of the Lethe and regular water to modify everyone's memories. Even got Rick Riordan to write those books.

He wiped my memory, too. Stuck me in a foster home. I guess he couldn't bear to kill me in the end. I'm still his twin. Anyway, I thought I was a normal mortal, until I visited the ocean and went for a swim. Dad (Poseidon) returned my memory and power, and now I have to save the world from Percy.

Percy isn't the hero you think he is. I am.

My name is Ari. Remember me.

Now I have to take back my life from my brother and win back the girl I love.

AGAIN, NOT THE STORYLINE I WILL USE!

That's it, guys. This book is officially completed.

*sniffle*

I'll miss it.

Goodbye.