A/N-ok, here we go…chapter 2: Zoë.

Disclaimer: Do I have to do this all the time? Fine. I don't own PJO. Whatever.

I was tired. So tired. I had fought my father, Atlas. I was hurt. I knew I was, but I was trying not to show it. Percy seemed to sense something was wrong, though. He might be alright after all. Lady Artemis knelt beside me. I could see the stars behind her. I saw Thalia bending over me. I somehow knew that she would be next, the one who would take my place. The stars were above me as I said goodbye. The stars. So beautiful. And I could see all of them. And I slipped into the waiting darkness.

A/N-There's Zoë. I had a hard time with her. We know so little about her. Did you like it?