Remember Me
DISCLAIMER and A/N: Hola people! This is a one-shot/two shot/ short story/ long story I've been experimenting with. Hope you like it and remember to tell me what you think in a REVIEW! Thanks. And ON WITH THE SHOW! Or story. Whatever.
Zoe
JASON I
I sat down at the beach, exhausted after working on the Argo II with Leo and Annabeth. I looked out at the ocean, wondering f somewhere, somewhere out there, the famous Percy Jackson would be sitting out staring at the water. He wondered about him. Percy Jackson. Whenever I brought up the subject with the other campers, I would get a few blank stares, and then," Ask his close friends. Annabeth, Grover Underwood, the fau-satyr, Nico Di Angelo, a son of Pluto, or Hades, in their case, Rachel Dare, the redheaded Oracle, and Thalia, his sister.
I was so wrapped up in my own thoughts, I didn't hear any footsteps, and only when the mysterious person sat next to me, did I realize. It was her.
"Beautiful night, don't you think? The ocean looks so calm. I wonder if it's because of Lord Poseidon." She said. I looked at her and she looked back at me, brushing one of her untamed curls back behind her ear," You know, I can't imagine how he must be feeling. Poseidon isn't like the other gods."
I looked at her incredulously and looked back, her expression unreadable.
"What I meant was, they get along very well. Poseidon cares a lot for Percy. If his son is happy, he can accept anyone and anything."
"You're talking about Annabeth," I realized," Because her mother is Miner-Athena and Percy Jackson's father doesn't have a very smooth relationship."
"That's one way to describe it." She said, and giggled softly.
"I know how you feel, Jason."
I looked at her in surprise. How would she?
"I know you feel like there's a lot resting on your shoulders, but Percy will be sharing the burden. Actually, in a way, you're really lucky. Greeks are more easy-going than Romans. It'll be tougher for Percy."
"How did you-Never mind. Annabeth." I said.
She nodded," After listening to her go on about it…"
She cleared her throat and went on," I also know what you are more, most, afraid of."
I looked at her questioningly.
"You are afraid that you won't get along with him. You are the ones who have to make an example for the two camps. You are their leaders. They look up to YOU."
I shook my head in wonder. It was like she had plucked the words out of his mind. She knew exactly what he was thinking.
I said, rather hesitantly," I don't know what kind of person he is. Greeks and Romans are not really supposed to get along-"
She cut me off, " Who says you don't get along with us? Leo is your best friend and Piper…she's a bit more, ain't she?" She waggled her eyebrows suggestively.
I rolled my eyes and said," You're probably right, but-"
She cut me off again," Look, you're too worried about this. Percy is the type of guy who is friendly to anyone. No matter what. He's like," You gave me a slice of pie? I'll have to repay you, man!"
"Pie!" I looked at her disbelievingly.
"What I mean is, he's an amazing friend. If you are nice to him, even for something as little as pie, he'll become your friend. And once you're his friend…lets just say, if you're his friend, and you're around him, you won't get hurt as far as monsters go. Even if you were like, just a hi-bye friend, he would risk his life for you. Think about it that way." She smiled.
She got up, and said," It's getting late, I'm gonna go and crash. You coming?"
I nodded and we got up and she walked me to my cabin and disappeared into the night. I collapsed onto my bed and fell asleep within mere seconds, and rayed to the gods for a dreamless sleep. They apparently weren't listening.
JASON II
I had travelled to San Francisco in my dream. I passed a bridge and came to a clearing in the woods. There was a big arch in the middle of two oak trees and it said in capital letters 'CAMP LEGION'. A start of recognition filled him. This was the Roman camp.
My dream form entered the arch and suddenly rushed past hoards of kids wearing purple T-shirts. Then I saw a girl with chocolate brown hair and sharp blue eyes. Reyna! I wanted to go to her, but my dream self had other ideas. I found myself drifting toward the beach where there was one person. He seemed tall and muscular and he had raven black hair. My dream self sat down next to him, and he looked at me. He had startlingly green eyes. I asked him," Who are you?"
But before he answered I knew whom I was talking to. Finally, I met him.
"I am Percy Jackson, son of Poseidon."
Well, well, well, this was originally going to be a one shot, but I decided against it. I might make it either a two shot or a short story. THIS IS NOT GOING TO BE A SON OF NEPTUNE FIC. But if you want me to make this into one, I might. If I have to, I'll probably do it up until before they all sail to Greece. I don't really think I'm going to do that, but again if you want me to just tell me, I'll make a sequel or something. REMEMBER TO REVIEW! Thanks a lot.
Zoe