Percy

I walked inside the small brown building, realizing only now that I had been so into the conversation with Alexis that I hadn't even noticed the rest of the camp. But anyway, the inside held a small bed, a desk in the corner and a lamp on a small table to light up the room. It was small and cozy, but slightly depressing, or maybe that was just me.

I wasn't sure what I was supposed to do until I was supposed to meet Alexis outside, or how long that would even take. So I sat on the floor beside the lamp to get a better look at the pen. I pulled it out of my pocket and uncapped it.

It was perfectly balanced in my hand, the leather hilt soft, conforming to my grip. The bronze blade shined brightly and I could make out some symbols on it, Anaklusmos, Riptide. I don't know how I could read it, the word just popped into my head. And with that thought, the pain in my head started again as I caught a glimpse of a memory.

"You spoke the truth, Percy Jackson." a girl's voice said, shakily, like it was painful to speak. "You are nothing like… like Hercules. I am honored that you carry this sword." She shuddered painfully.

"Zoe—" I heard my own voice say uncertainly.

"The stars." She whispered. "I can see the stars again, my lady." A young girl with silver eyes held her, a single tear running down her cheek.

"Yes, my brave one. They are beautiful tonight."

"Stars." The girl that was dying said again, then she was motionless. We all bowed our heads the young girl who held her cupped her hand over the other girl's, Zoe's, mouth, then said a few words, like a blessing, in a different language. I watched in awe as Zoe's body shimmered as a wisp of silver smoke was exhaled from her mouth, then the girl was gone. The young girl who had held Zoe, held silver dust from the smoke that Zoe had exhaled. She whispered a few more words and then released it into the sky.

For a moment I didn't see anything different. Then a girl with blond hair and beautiful grey eyes—so familiar, yet still lost among other things—next to me gasped. Looking up in the sky, I saw that the stars were brighter now. They made a pattern I had never noticed before—a gleaming constellation that looked a lot like a girl's figure—a girl with a bow, running across the sky.

"Let the world honor you, My Huntress." The young girl said. "Live forever in the stars."

And with that, I was jerked back into reality, with so many questions flying around my head, I couldn't possibly answer one, much less them all. I sat up, only now realizing I was lying on the floor. Off to my left was a tray of food with a note.

Dear Percy,

I tried to wake you up for dinner, but you wouldn't get up so I got some food for you. It seemed like you were having a nightmare. So anyway, enjoy the food, and maybe you can tell me about it tonight, along with showing me that constellation.

Yours truly,

Alexis

I'll have to thank her later. It seems that out of everyone here I've met, she's the only one that treated me like I'm not some bag of garbage that they'd been forced to deal with.

So sitting down and eating the pizza (yep, that was what they were having for dinner) I thought about the dream. Who was the girl, Zoe, that was turned into the constellation? Who was the familiar girl with blond hair and twinkling grey eyes? Who was the younger girl with silver eyes, who had turned Zoe into the constellation once she had died? Why was I there? How did I know all of those people?

Maybe Alexis could help me later. And with that thought, I pushed it aside the best I could, to have dinner and wait for that night.