Disclaimer: I do not own anyone from the PJO univers. However, I used to own a dog. It was kinda cute..

While everybody is partying, I am alone. But hey, I like solitude. This is the night that we overcame the second Titan war. Everybody was at camp, frolicking and making merry. I celebrate by lying on the grass, on a mountain with a perfect view of starry sky and the moon.

"I know you're out there," I shouted, "I want you back!"

I can't help but to cry. It's really hard. I can't grasp reality. I don't want the truth; the truth that she'll never be with me again. All these years all we got is each other. Now, I've got nothing. My life, it seems meaningless. Sure, I constantly talk to people at camp. But without her, I'm empty.

"You know, they think I'm becoming a lunatic," I laughed. "They do not understand. You're all I had."

"Am I a fool, Bianca? Because I'm still hoping you could be with me here with me. You know, alive."

I stood up. I don't really know what to do. I peeked over below, at camp. It's full of lights and with the help of the night sky, it shines like diamonds. If only she were here, I would love to see her face when she sees this. She likes these kinds of things, light in darkness. She said it signifies hope even if everything is falling apart. Man, I wish I was like her because it's so damn hard alone.

"You should be celebrating down there. You're completely being emo here." A voice said. I turned around and saw a familiar face.

"I have a reputation to uphold, Miss Dare." I smiled at her. Sometimes, company is good.

"Son of Hades, being emo. Dressing ridiculously fitted outfit and jet black hair. Natural." She smiled back.

"Anyway, what are you doing here? Shouldn't you be down there?"

"Well, some Aphrodite campers insisted on styling me up. They said I looked horrible. Had to escape before they put over-the-top make-up on me." She laughed. Completely natural. I kinda liked the sound of it..

"Uhm Nico, did they overdo the make-up?" I realized that I was staring at her face. Whoa, she's beautiful.

"Wow, you look pretty. It looks like you belong to the dark. Haha." I hope she doesn't notice the meaning behind it.

"Haha. Last time I checked, Hades isn't the god of flirting you know."

"Maybe he is the god of good looks and wit. Who knows?"

"I heard about your sister. I'm I think you should move forward."

"But I can't forget her."

"Did I say anything about forgetting? All I'm saying is death is normal. Life goes on. Of all people, you should know that. Live on. Be happy."

"Thanks. I'll try. Son of Hades tend to be more dark and gloomy you know."

"Would you come with me? I hate being the center of attention. They're all saying "New Oracle. Wow!" like there's no tomorrow." She laughed and offered me her hand.

She's the new oracle. Oracle. Of. Delphi. Wow. Seems like misery really loves its company and it's determined to keep me forever.

"Considering that I'm hungry and they have unlimited food supply there, I'm accepting your offer, Rachel." I took her hand. Hey, this could be a start of something new. Oh wait, we'll be friends only. Better that I do not fall for her.

I once again looked up to the moon.

"Bianca, I'll live my life in your honor." I whispered.

"Whats that?"

"Race to the camp. Loser gets to dance in the middle. Alone. While singing Bad Romance."

"You're on!"

This is a one-shot stand-alone fic. Should I make a story out of it? Thoughts? Review please. Need constructive criticisms to improve.