Disclaimer
Me: Steve, do the disclaimer!
Steve:*twitch*
Me: DOOO IT!
Steve: *squeak* Translation- Mama's Broken Heart doesn't own Percy Jackson or HoO. Because her brother does!
Me: Hush, Steve! Don't tell lies.
Steve: *tail flick* translation- whatever.
This is going to be a REALLY long chapter,so I broke it up into 2 parts, and it may be a bit OC. This is my first story, so go easy on me. Oh and also there will be a new relationship. If you can guess who they are your name will be used for a child in a future chapter.
CLARISSE POV
On the flight back to New York, I tried to think of all of my memories with Percy and Annabeth. When I first met Prissy and tried to shove his head in a toilet, how I had found him, Annabeth, and Tyson fighting a hydra on the way to the Sea of Monsters. When he came back from Mount St. Helens alive, when we shove them both in the canoe lake, when he came back from the 2nd giant war with his memory back. Annabeth was the happiest I have seen her in a while, considering I was the one she talked to during the disappearance. I was shocked that this could have happened to them, the Fates must have really hated them. They always had quests to do, and in the year period they didn't, Hera kidnapped him and sent him to do her bidding. After the War on Gaea, Percy finally proposed and now they were dead on their wedding day. I held back the tears, trying to be strong for everyone else, but after Silena's death and now Annabeth's and Percy's, I can't be strong anymore; too many of my close friends have died in the past 4 years. Being a child of Ares, this is a big deal, because of our attitudes and fierceness; we don't usually have a lot of friends.
"You're crying, I thought that you are the strong one but I guess too much being strong means that you can break." Conor was trying to calm me down with words but that doesn't work.
"Yeah, well, I can't always keep up this shield. 3 of my closest friends have died in the last 4 years, I don't have many left." I felt uncomfortable as I said this. I used to have a boyfriend, Chris Rodriguez, but we broke up a year ago; leaving me single.
"You can be really nice, when you aren't threatening someone with Maimer or a sword… Do... Do you have boyfriend?" I looked at him. "Please don't kill me!" Conor was trying to be smooth but he was failing.
"No, why? Do you really like me?" I was blushing, really bad. Stupid Aphrodite making me look like a fool! I thought.
"Yes. I think that you will need someone for the burning."
"Okay. So we are now dating, so hold me and I hold you and everything will be alright because we have each other." I was finally happy for once in my life and it was going to stay that way. When we got to the airport, we fared a taxi to Camp Half-Blood. Conor and I walked in holding hands, getting dirty looks from Chris and the Ares cabin, questioning looks from everyone but the Aphrodite cabin, who had excited looks. For once, I could care less. I found someone who loves me for who I am, just like Percy and Annabeth.
That is where I end this part. The actual shroud burning will be next chapter, and it may be OC or not enough but remember it is my first story.
xoxo, Mama's Broken Heart
