I Helped
Disclaimer: I don't own PJO.
Author's Note: I am now a PercyxZoë shipper. This doesn't mean that I am giving up on Perna or any other Percy x? Shipping. He just so happens to be my ship slut in the PJO fandom.
I walked to the beach at night to see what I can't during the day; the stars. And not just any clump of stars, but the constellation that Zoë was turned into. It grieves me because I helped. I helped turn her into a bunch of stars. I came with her on the quest thinking about Thalia and Bianca getting killed by their fathers. I thought Zoë was mortal, not a demigod and definitely not a demi-titan. But no, she was the daughter of Atlas, one of the Hesperides. And a Huntress. Life sucks sometimes.
~Flashback~
After The Death
I stayed back to talk to her. To tell her what I couldn't when she was alive. "Hey Zoë...How-how are you? I am so sorry that you died. I just wanted to say that you're always on my mind and I think that I'm in love with you. That was all. Bye. I love you.." I started crying silently. I guess I cried myself to sleep because next thing I know, Zoë's talking to me.
"Hello Perseus. How art thou? I am doing fine. Thou should not be hung up on thine-self. Thou art on my mind too. Being in the stars gives one much time to think. I have realised that love thee too. Even though I am a Hunter. I hope you have a good life. With whatever girl you choose. I give you my blessing. Goodbye Percy. Apollo is coming soon." Her voice disappeared after 'soon'. Sure enough, Apollo was riding his car up from the horizon. I waved then stood up and walked away. But with the knowledge that I helped her tell me the truth. I helped...
Author's Note: I hoped you liked it. Tell me if you want more!
Edited: 5/19/2014