Percy/Zoe, requested from achunaruto and Maiden-of-the-midnight-moon.


29. maybe.

You are not Hercules.

Maybe it was her crown. Shiny silver against her dark hair, though now her whole self is silvery too. But she was proud enough without it.

Maybe it was her name. Zoë. He has no idea why it's spelled like that, but it looks more interesting anyway.

Maybe it was because he can now say he's tried to kiss a ghost.

Maybe it was just her. That's what he tells himself as he finds himself sneaking down to hell in the ungodly hours of the morning to meet with a girl who can never love him.