This is my second fanfiction story. It will be narrated by Percy. Hope you guys like it!
Disclaimer: I do NOT own Percy Jackson and the Olympians OR Heroes of Olympus.
Reunion
Percy's POV:
A giant Greek trireme loomed over New Rome. It stayed there, fortunately.
Percy smiled to himself. Annabeth was aboard that ship. In just a few seconds, he would see Annabeth again. Annabeth... The only memory of his old life he'd had...until now.
He knew he had been waiting for this moment for a long time. The moment where he would get to be reunited with Annabeth. The moment where he would get to throw her arms around her, and hold her close.
He knew he was an idiot to think so, but he felt that unless he kept Annabeth within his touch, she would fade like mist, along with all the other things he cared for.
"Reyna's not looking happy," Frank remarked, from Percy's left.
Percy looked up, despite the crowding Romans craning their heads to take a look. Some were in their pajama-togas, and others in armor. Most had messed-up hair, so Percy was perfectly camouflaged among them.
Reyna was frowning, as if she wasn't used to being friendly.
Percy couldn't help smiling. He had a feeling Reyna would get along just fine with Annabeth.
Suddenly, a rope ladder was flung out of the side of the trireme, and a kid came climbing down to the ground. Percy stepped forwards a few paces, closer to where the ladder touched the ground.
It was a curly-haired boy, with an elfish smile. A Hermes kid? Percy wondered.
Hazel stiffened beside him. Percy glanced her way, and saw here staring at the curly-haired boy. Did she know him? He didn't dwell on that thought, though. Annabeth was making her way down the ladder.
In the past six months Percy was gone, she had changed quite a bit. She looked taller, leaner, and her expression was more serious. Her brow was creased in that cute way of hers, as if she were in deep thought.
With some reluctance, Percy looked away. A choppy-haired girl made her way down, and a superman blonde followed. Probably Jason, the former praetor. He was wearing a purple cape, just like Percy.
Once everyone was settled firmly on the ground, Reyna stepped forwards, and nodded to Jason. "Jason Grace, my former colleague..."
Percy wasn't listening. His gaze was fixed on Annabeth, who gazed back at him. There was a mix of confusion, relief, love, and regret in her eyes. Percy couldn't take it anymore. He leaped forwards, Annabeth at the same time, and kissed her, right then and there.
He'd forgotten how much he'd missed her kiss.
He wanted to stay like that forever, with his lips locked onto Annabeth's. He never wanted to let go, but now wasn't the time.
Reluctantly, he broke away, only to be judo-flipped by her. Surprised murmurs rippled through the crowd.
Her gray eyes were burning with rage. It was the scariest thing he'd ever seen. "Don't you EVER, and I MEAN EVER leave me like that!" she yelled.
He laughed. "Alright, alright. Thanks for the welcome." It was the same old Annabeth. He was relieved.
Though he would never admit it, he'd been secretly worried that Annabeth might've fallen in love with someone else while he was gone.
Reyna was looking at them a little awkwardly, but continued. "We'll eat here, in the forum. Let's talk, and we can have a proper reunion."
The next chapter will be marking the start of the journey!
I know this chapter wasn't so interesting, but pray the next one will!