–Chapter Four is Zoe Nightshade in Thalia's POV

-I changed my pen name to "a thousand fallen stars" so yeah

-The time in here is before the Giant War but after the Titan War so Zoe is dead but Piper, Jason, Leo, etc aren't in here

- Disclaimer: I don't own PJO. Or HoO, along with their characters. Rick Riordan does.

Reincarnations

Chapter Four: Zoe Nightshade

Thalia's POV

The moon shone brightly through the trees as my hunters and I reached our camp. Naomi and Christine, two of our hunters, started making fires while Hope, another one of our hunters, started cooking.

After "dinner", we all gathered in front of our tents, chatting and doing other things. A few of us were nibbling on some snacks (which I found weird, considering we just had dinner), Naomi, Hope and Cassie were chatting with a lot of hand movements from Hope, and some other really tense and wired up Hunters, like Phoebe, were glancing around as if they expected an attack any minute, while sharpening their arrows or cleaning their bows.

I sat cross-legged in front of our main campfire, basking in the warmth of the already-dying fire. The clearing had dappled colors of orange, red and yellow on the ground, creating beautiful scenes.

Again, I thought back to my mother and lost brother. I refuse to call him dead, although I'm sure that's what happened to him. He was two – how could he be able to survive on his own, in the wild, without anyone to care for him? It was impossible. I had barely survived, and I had Luke and Annabeth for most of the time.

Which brought me to another painful subject: Luke and Annabeth. I'm sure that Annabeth and Percy are dating now (which is about time, if you ask me). Oddly enough, me, a Hunter, could tell that Annabeth liked Percy, even though she herself couldn't. Heh.

It still hurts when I think about Luke, though. How he died, saving all of us. He was the real hero. But Zoe was right… he had betrayed me. And Hal, that old demigod that died (From the Demigod Diaries I think) was right as well. Luke had a betrayal in his future, but I just didn't expect it to be like this, resulting in his death.

I hope Luke goes for rebirth. He deserves a second chance.

After a while, we all headed to our respective tents. Phoebe and I shared a tent, at the farthest end of the clearing, so it would be easy to attack any possible monsters or whatever that would come.

However, we all slept soundly, for the most part, anyway.

Around midnight, there was a soft rustling sound nearby. I turned around grumpily. "Phoebe, stop making that sound!" I muttered, still half asleep.

"What sound?" Phoebe murmured back, opening her eyes groggily.

I bolted up. If the sound wasn't coming from Phoebe…

It was a monster. Or one of the other Hunters, which was extremely unlikely.

Phoebe and I exchanged glances, grabbed our bows and arrows, then snuck outside. Phoebe took the left flank I took the right. I held up three fingers: one, two –

Suddenly, the "monster" shrieked, catching sight of Phoebe's bow and arrow.

A monster, shrieking? Okay… maybe it wasn't a monster after all.

Phoebe and I crept toward the monster/hunter/human thing. Maybe it was just a lost little girl or something…

We headed toward her, lowering our bows but keeping them up just in case it wasn't harmless. You never know, right?

Nah. It definitely wasn't a monster.

It was a little girl. She had wide, golden brown eyes and long black hair, and a slightly upturned nose. She wore a simple shirt and long pants, with a light silver jacket, but they were torn and muddy. Her sneakers were dirty, the stuff covering what the sneaker used to look like.

Phoebe drew in a breath when she noticed her and gestured for me to follow her deeper into the woods, where she finally spoke.

"Thalia…" she said nervously, "That little girl… she looks just like Zoe."

I nodded, noticing it as well. They had the same wide eyes, upturned noses, long black hair.

"Should we let her stay with us?" Phoebe asked curiously, waiting for permission.

My heart gave out for the poor little girl. "Yeah, sure," I responded, smiling a little.

Phoebe walked over to little Zoe#2 and spoke softly to her, and she followed Phoebe into our tent. When I entered, they were sleeping together, little Zoe's face buried in Phoebe's chest. Phoebe smiled over Zoe's head and closed her eyes.

I smiled softly as well, snuggled into my sleeping bag and dreamed about cupcakes and ponies.

LOL. Just kidding. She didn't dream about cupcakes.

I smiled softly as well, snuggled into my sleeping bag and fell into a dreamless sleep.

-That was weird. Eh, well, whatever.

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~Star