Disclaimer: i don't own the canon stuff. Otherwise why would I write fanfiction, if I owned the stuff wouldn't it just become canon?
What on earth is this I have no idea why I just started writing this-
May Castellon had just finished cleaning up all those boxes of moldy sandwiches and Kool-Aid when the doorbell rang.
She practicaly ran to open it. She remembered enough, just enough from when she'd been cursed, to know that Luke was still alive.
But upon opening the door she was met with a tall, blond-haired girl with grey eyes. Definitely not Luke.
"May Castellon?" She asked.
May gulped. "Y-Yes?"
THe girl looked ready to cry. "Ms. Castellon, I'm so sorry...I'm Annabeth Chase, a..friend...of Luke...I'm sorry but I came to tell you that Luke is dead. He was hosting Kronos and he defeated him but-" She could barely speak at this point.
May engulfed the girl in a hug. No words needed to be said.
Luke was dead. Her baby boy was dead and never coming home.
In the process, he'd died a hero. May knew, just knew, he would make Elysium. She might get to see him again.
But right now her thoughts were mostly taken over by Luke and the girl in front of him. A friend, she'd said. She looked a little young for him-possibly a sibling-
No. A child of Athena, probably. Someone who'd known him, from Camp or elsewhere.
She'd known him well. Better then May did, just as much as she wished she did.
So May let her into her home. And when Annabeth was ready, she told the mother of Luke Castellon what had happened to Luke.