MORTALS MEET DEMIGODS (✓)

Etta Jones | Perzoë (M)

Disclaimer: I do not own anything besides the OC's! The rest belongs to Rick Riordan.
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Word Count: 960

ETTA POV
Hello! I'm Etta Jones. I am 17 years old and I will be going into the 12th grade with my small group of friends when summer ends. There's me, Percy, Azaria and Kylen. We're what you would consider as "the rare name club" because all of us have quite rare names. In the world, well rather the mortal world as the gods call us, there are so many dangers to the environment. That's my thing if you didn't know. Each of us have one specific thing we like. Me: the environment, Percy: Swimming/the ocean, Azaria: Dancing, Kylen: The arts (mainly acting in plays) Another strange thing, like I mentioned before, the Greek gods exist and at sill have demigod children. Percy told us he's the Son of Poseidon and we all accepted him. Right now today is August 13th and it's 7 PM, the gang and I are heading to Percy's house for a hang out. Azaria and I carpooled while Kylen drove his own car.

We arrived at the house seconds before Kylen and I knocked on the front door. Sally, Percy's mom, answered it.

"Hi Sally," I greeted her with a hug as I usually do.

"hello Etta, Azaria and Kylen. Percy should be up in his room,"

"Thank you Sally," Kylen said. Azaria nodded in thanks and gave her a hug. We made our way up to Percy's room. I knocked and no body answered.

"We're coming in," I said and pushed the door open. The room was empty but the window was open and you could hear light sobs coming from outside.

Azaria went to look and muttered, "Percy" We rushed to the window and climbed out to find him crying and talking to himself while looking at the stars, the huntress constellation mainly. I could only catch a few things of what he said.

"I'm sorry Zoë"

"I couldn't save you"

"You'd probably castrate me for calling you Zo or Z or ZoZo and I know it annoys you"

"You won't come back but I think you can hear me"

"I love you Z"

'Who's Zoë?' 'I assume she died but how?' 'Holy shit he loves her!' Were the thoughts running through my mind.

"Hey...Perce," I said, cautiously. He jolted upright and looked at us for a second before laying back down.

"Oh hey guys," he shakily replied back.

"So..uh...who's Zoë if you don't mind us asking?" Azaria asked.

"Zoë Nightshade. Former Lieutenant of the Hunters of Artemis. She was one of the Hesperides, the daughters of Atlas who guard the garden. She was so brave and strong and smart and beautiful. Honestly she was perfection in every way. She had these volcanic black eyes that sparkled when she saw Artemis and her hunt. Her skin was the color of copper and her hair was dark as night. She looked like a Persian Princess. I was 13 when we met. We had to go on a quest to save Artemis where she was holding the sky and Zoë went into it knowing she was going to die. I admired her back then and I still do. She said that she is honored for me to carry her sword, Anaklusmos or Riptide. And that I was nothing like Hercules. He's the one who hurt her and if I ever run into him I won't hesitate. To this day I never got over her and today is the 5th anniversary of her death. It's become a tradition. Every night I come out here, talk to Zoë and say hello to the stars for Bob." He concluded his story, still crying but a bit less. Azaria was in tears. Kylen and I almost were.

"Nice to know that's what you think of me Perseus," an unknown voice teased. Apparently Percy knew it. He bolted upright and spun around so fast.

"Zoë?" He whispered breathlessly, staring at her.

"yep," she replied. Percy took a step forward cautiously before sprinting and grabbing her into a hug.

"How are you here? What happened to your English? Why aren't you in the sky?" He spitfired questions.

"I got Hermes blessing on the English aspect and I was brought back apparently with the blessing of Artemis, the sea and one of the golden apples from the garden. As for why I'm not in the sky? I'm not sure to be honest but I am no longer a huntress, just a simple demititan," she explained. The three of us just watched as the old friends reunited.

"You're really back? For good?" He questioned frantically.

"Yes I am, Percy," she said. He softly cried, pulling the girl closer to him as she grinned.

"I love you too by the way," she whispered. I think we only heard it because were less than eight feet away. He pulled out of the hug slowly, staring into Zoë's eyes as if checking for lies. (That's rhymed hehe)

"Since when?" he questioned quietly.

"Since you proved you weren't Hercules," she smiled at him

His eyes lit up. He smiled softly and asked her, "Can I kiss you?"

Zoë simply reached up and strung her arms round his neck. In a teasing voice she added, "Only if I can kiss you,"

Percy rested his hands lightly on her hips and leant down to kiss the girl he'd loved since age 13.

Ok that was too cute bruh. This was supposed to publish this 2 days ago when I finished it but I forgot I didn't have it already published until I checked. Merry Christmas if you celebrate it! If not, Happy Holidays to everyone!