Hey Guys! This is a fair warning for the ones with a soft stomach, this story gets a little gory at points, if you don't like to hear this kinda stuff, I'd recommend you'd read this will extreme caution. Enjoy! Also a disclaimer- I don't own any of the PJO/ HOO characters. But I do own Isabelle, and Jonathan as characters. Thanks again.
-AEDTFI
ConnwaersonofThantos- First- Thank you and its alright you haven't read in a while, as long as you enjoy it to your lesiure. Second- That plot sounds really captivating. As long as you match it with equally amazing writing, you will be a success! Thank you for asking and when you post it, I will most likely become your biggest fan.
Percy's POV-
I sit on the couch, frozen in place. Isabelle isn't in front of me any more, but I can still see her dark blue eyes, staring at me with such passion. I can still feel the soft brush of her finger underneath my chin.
I hear someone clearing their throat and I realize that Apollo is still there, looking at me, dumbfounded. I blush a dark red and I stand up. "I-I'm gonna g-go." I stutter, blushing darker and darker. Apollo raises a questioning eyebrow as I stumble towards the door. I grab my aviator jacket and I hastily put it on. Apollo begins to stand up, but I find the doorknob first. I twist it and I open the door. I sprint out the door and to the forest.
I run past through trees and foliage until I find the river. I climb up a rock and I take my shoes off, letting the water run through my toes. I put my head in my hands and I close my eyes. All I can see is Isabelle. Her soft smile, her light laugh, and those eyes. Those dark, captivating, beautiful blue eyes. They look like they hold a million secrets in which I'll never learn.
I groan and I try to think of other things, but there isn't much I can think of without bursting into tears. I take my hands away from my face and I lazily make shapes with water. I make trees, houses, flowers. I make another one without looking, but when I look up, I immediately disperse it. It was a heart.
I hear the shaking of leaves and snapping of branches behind me. I touch my wrist unconsciously, making sure my bracelet was there. A tall and lanky figure appears, his head hung low, dark hair covering his face. It's Jon.
"Hey Jon!" I call out to him. His head snaps up and he sees me. He smiles and he walks over to me. I move over so he can sit. He quietly climbs up the rock and sits next to me. he takes his shoes off and places his feet in the water.
"Hey, how you feeling?" He asks and I shrug. I continue to make shapes with the water.
"Alright I guess. How are you?" I ask. He nervously starts the knot his fingers in his black t-shirt.
"Um, okay." He says, suddenly shy. I look at him in concern.
"What's wrong?" I ask and he twists his shirt even more. He blushes a dark red.
"I-I met this girl…" He trails off. I smirk.
"Who is it?" I ask, elbowing him playfully. He blushes even darker.
"Sh-She's a daughter of Demeter." He says quietly. I grin.
"What's her name?" I ask, continuing to elbow him. He huffs in exasperation, puffing out his chest. He puts his head in his hands.
"Katherine." He mumbles. I remember who that is. She's very beautiful, but she tries to hide it, obviously an aspect she didn't pick up from her father. Her dirty blond hair was always up in a braid or ponytail, with a bandanna to hold it back. Her dark brown eyes shining with kindness and love for everyone she sees. Her beautiful face is always covered in dirt since she's in the garden 24/7.
"I could talk to her for you." I say and he snaps his gaze at me. His golden eyes huge in fear.
"No nononononono." He says. "She might think that I am too scared or-or coward to speak to her." He says, freaking out. Wow, boys are no better than girls when it comes to this stuff.
"Then talk to her." I say, "I'll come with you." He looks at me in awe.
"You would do that for me?" He asks and I nod. He pulls me into a bear hug that would rival Tyson's. "Thank you." he mumbles. I pat his back awkwardly, remembering what Jason told me. He rarely ever talks to people, much less helps them. He's been like that ever since he had to kill his sister in Manhattan. This is a big step for him.
"Come on, let's go and find her." I say calmly. He nods and puts his shoes back on, I put mine on also. We both stand up and we walk out of the forest. Jon and I start a small conversation as we walk just to lighten things up.
He tells me this funny story about when he was 5 and his mother tried to give him a bath. Key word: tried. I burst into laughter as he tells the story. He just came inside from playing in the mud and his mom forced him into a bath. He did everything in his power to stop her. I was laughing so hard by the time he was finished, my stomach hurts.
I noticed that people were giving us strange glances as we walked across camp. I hear people speak about us behind our backs in hushed tones.
"Percy Jackson is laughing? Jon Fable is smiling?" People would say, I'll admit, it must have been an odd sight to see. A boy who was damaged beyond repair, laughing and smiling. A boy who hasn't said a word to a living soul in over 6 years, tells a story. It's odd, yet touching.
We finally arrive at Demeter's garden and we immediately spot Katherine. She is tending to a patch of sunflowers. Jon and I walk over to her, but she doesn't hear us because she so focused on the flowers.
I clear my throat loudly to grab her attention. She turns to look and is momentarily shocked. How much more of that am I going to get today? I think bitterly to myself. Katherine snaps out of it and smiles warmly at us two.
"Hi Jon." She said and Jon waves awkwardly. Katherine turns her attention to me. She curtsies me, I look at her in a baffled expression.
"Percy Jackson, it is an honor." She says, very formally. I raise an eyebrow and I tap her shoulder, indicating for her to rise.
"I don't deserve your formality, but that is not why I came. I came with Jon, to speak with you." I say, raising a hand before she can object to my sayings. I push Jon ahead of me so that the two are face to face, or face to chest because Jon is way taller than her. Jon is blushing a little, but so is Katherine.
"H-Hi." Jon says, rubbing the back of his neck.
"Hi." Katherine responds, nervously tapping her shovel.
"W-Would you want to go to the campfire tonight? Together?" He asks, stumbling on the words a little. Katherine looks at him in shock.
She recollects herself and responds. "I would love to." She says, giving him a quick kiss on the cheek. She had to literally jump to do that. She sprints away before Jon can say anything.
Jon holds his cheek as stares at the spot Katherine was just at a few moments ago. I laugh and I pat him on the back.
"Come on." I say, trying not to laugh as I talk.
It felt so good to laugh and joke around again. Maybe I can restart, find happiness once more. Maybe I'll find love again, but instead, it grows instead of shattering right in front of me. Maybe I can become Percy Jackson again, not the empty shell of what remained of him.
Hey! Sorry if its crappy, I'm really trying to push out chapters as fast as I can! No worries for you adrenaline junkies, there shall be a climate in the upcoming chapter, no spoilers though. Hahahahaha.
~AEDTFI