A/N: This is my first fanfic so I'd reallyappreciate reviews and criticism- flames are allowed. This is set at the end of The Last Olympian and is based on the song "Long Live" by Taylor Swift. I do not own PJO!
We were actually here. On Olympus! Well, not much was left of it,but it was Olympus none the less.
And the gods were actually proud of us! Percy, Clarisse, Rachel and I stood there, hands shaking, in the throne room of the gods, and were actually being applauded.
One by one, the gods read off our names.
"Clarisse, you made me proud," said Ares.
Rachel was appointed the oracle by Apollo.
And, oh my gods, I was the official architect of Olympus! I was about ready to pass out right then and there.
Then Zeus started talking to Percy. He offered him a chance at immortality, to become a god! That's when I started to get nervous. I couldn't live without Seaweed Brain here on earth with me! He was my best friend, and I'd actually fallen for him pretty hard this summer. I wanted Percy to be my boyfriend, and I'm pretty sure he did too. He wouldn't become a god, would he
I looked to Percy. He had saved the world-with her help of course. But still, he had always seemed… unsure of himself. But not now. Now he truly looked like a hero; head held high, just like a picture out of a history book. Like a god.
But he said no. He made the gods make an even bigger promise- to claim all of their kids. I couldn't be prouder.
It was then that the realization of everything that had happened recently hit me. We had really done it. We'd broken down the walls of hate that Kronos had set up. We exited Olympus, and the lights of New York City shining brightly, almost as if in celebration of our victory. The look on Percy's face was priceless; courageous, strong, everything a hero should look like. He were greater than Hercules, than Achilles, even better than Perseus, his namesake. He would be remembered.
And back at camp, he kissed me! I knew it would happen. I was the happiest girl ever! I'll always remember this feeling of being so completely in love that nothing else matters.
That night, we sat on the beach, just talking and talking for hours. We looked through pictures that had been taken through our years of camp, and we talked about our adventures and quests together. We remembered the good friends we'd had to lose- Bianca, Beckendorf, Silena, Luke.
And we knew that the real war still wasn't over yet. There would still be haters who told us love was absurd; that Athena and Poseidon couldn't be together, but we'd push through, we'd find a way.
There would still be others who told us that we were just kids, we had no authority telling the gods what to do, that we couldn't have any power. But still, we would persevere and do what was right. Who cares if we were only kids in tattered jeans and armor?
Then I make Percy promise me that he will never leave me. And if he does, if the gods forbid us to be together and the Fates force us apart, that he'll tell his children about me. He'll tell them my name, how the crowds cheered, and how I hope they shine in life.
But for now, I just want us to be remembered.