A/N There will be LOTS of Violet Hill imagery. So listen to the song or look at the lyrics. Its by the amazing Coldplay.
PS~~ READ DIVERGENT! AMAZING BOOK BY VERONICA ROTH
Violet Hill
•Katniss's POV•
It's been a day from Peeta's death. December 23rd. He died on the 22nd-The Winter Eclipse.
But...I don't feel any sorrow anymore. I bawled my eyes out for the whole day yesterday.
I had a dream. A beautiful dream. So sweet and surreal. I saw Peeta in it. He said stuff and it made all the difference.
"I'll give you the courage you need."
"You're never alone."
And now...now, I can live on. Accepting he's gone. Accepting what's to come with full force. People are expecting me to die from his death out there. . .but I will show them...what the hell I'm made of.
I punched the punch bag harder with each thought that pumped through my head.
"New record." A harmonizing voice came from the doorway. Mitzuki. She tossed me a bottle of water.
I chugged it all down; and wiped my sweat off with a rag.
I have to be positive. I have to stay headstrong. For Peeta. Living the moments he couldn't. For the life he lost. And he'll give me all the courage I need.
"Come on. Time for breakfast." Mitzuki smiled as she disappeared from sight. I hear the serene creak of the hardware floor.
I washed up in our one and only marbleized shower and put on a All Time Low shirt that belongs to Thalia.
I entered the small simple kitchen room. Sora was reading a book on the couch where I first woke up here (because I blacked out in the middle of nowhere.) Percy was sitting—waiting for Mitzuki to give him breakfast.
Oran is no where to be found. I wonder why.
"You look like a slug just there, onii-chan." Mitzuki smiled as she ruffled Percy's hair playfully. Onii-chan?
"Well I am a growing boy. I need my vitamins. And I also wanted to see what food you could make today." She laughed. Sora raised his eyebrow.
"She's made sushi." Sora closed his book. He went up to her and smiled.
"You know...like old times." She smiled and beamed as Sora gently patted her head.
"Were you ok with that, onii-chan?" Percy nods happily. What does onii-chan mean?
I go to the cabinet and help set the small table.
"Where is Oran, anyway?" I ask—putting the napkins under each plate.
"Mission. Secret mission." I look up to Mitzuki as she takes out some rice food from the fridge. I raised my eyebrow.
"If Aminta has access to your thoughts—it would be plain stupid to tell you." Sora said as he took a seat.
I clutched and strangled the cold fork in my hand.
"How do you know she even has access? Doesn't she have general access to this anyway?" I growl. Sora looks up at me in his icy eyes.
"She's only modeling the future according to what she sees. She can listens through you two. Especially you, Mockingjay." So I guess I'm back to being nicknamed.
I refused to fight back. I just shut my mouth and went back to my job. Avoiding eye contact with anyone.
In a way. . .he's right though. She does seem to get to me, and only me. Am I that weak. No. I'm not.
xXBring. Me. The. HorizonXx
"I learned to accept it." I tell Percy as we walk through the dead forest upon the almost violet snow. Central Park. He looks over to me.
"That's great." He seemed strangely off.
"Are you ok...?" I stopped in my tracks.
"I mean if it's about our argument..." He stops; As he turns he makes this face. I've never seen it. His eyes were so pale and calm. His smile so at ease. So calm and tender. . .above all—gentle. He had a look of sadness. Some pity as well, not toward me however.
"No it's not." He turned and continued walking. I caught up to him.
"Then?" I see a cloud puff out from my breath.
"Nothing." His stern tone intimidates me.
"I just want to go home." He ran his hand down his face and then put his hands in his jacket pocket. He has faint bags under his eyes. He hasn't slept.
"Oh." That's all I manage to say.
He stops suddenly.
"Before I leave. . . ." He looks into my eyes. His face looks so different with the snowed background; so ghostly and distant.
"About Morpheus's wish. . .I think we should go through with it. I believe he is evil."
I stare at him in shock. So now killing is the best way out? Does he have any idea how much that would kill Mitzuki and Sora? They already lost Penelope and Odysseus. . .
"No." My tone stays firm. "I will not kill him. He's like a brother to me."
"He is a traitor! It says so in the prophecy!" I stare in shock as he takes out a crumbled piece of paper from his pocket and reads it off to me.
"'A liar from the polyceptics' goddess will rise and crave a relevant forgiveness!'" He shoves the paper into my view.
"It means a child of Hecate will betray us. And it can't be Kyron. It's Oran. Everything points to him. He tried to kill us, didn't care when the Nemean Lion attacked you, and now disappeared!"
I hate how he's framing him. I know he's wrong and I won't end the argument like this. . . not like this.
"Even if it states he will forgive us. . .the betrayal will never match the forgiveness." He voice faded with the bitter breeze.
"Or maybe you're wrong and you have the wrong person!" Or maybe I'm the blind one.
"And how do you know that? They won't even tell us!" Percy yelled. His calm expression came out. He was always best at calming his temper.
"Look, I'm too stressed to be dealing with this. I just want to go home. I'm tired of fighting in your 'ridiculous war'." He said it the same way Athena did back then.
I clench my teeth.
"And you think I'm not?" I felt something in my heart burn; like a reopened wound.
"I thought you 'accepted it'." He challenges. I try to contain myself—but we already know how that goes.
"He came to me in a dream! He told me-!" He interrupted.
"I don't want to know, Katniss. You're not the only one with haunting dreams." My head aches; and it ached even more when he said that. He was hinting at something I didn't dare to find out.
"You saw it too." But knowing myself; Boundaries don't work my style.
He blushed for a split second. Almost unnoticeable if it wasn't for the snowy background.
"In a way. . ." He regained his composure.
Look just think about it." He said calmly. I crossed my arms in defense. No one ever gives me a straight answer.
He shut his eyes so calmly and tender-like. I put my crossed arms down slowly. What is this aura? Its so. . .refreshing. . .like the sea. . .
"I can't." He said with a trace of disappointment. The thirst-quenching aura went away.
I walk in front of him.
"You just picture the place you want to be in. A person you want to see." He nods and closes his eyes. I bet he's picturing his Annabeth.
The aura comes up again. I feel so overcomed by it. . .everything around looks distorted.. . . I shut my eyes. . .
Then. . . that other feeling takes over. Only harsher. My eyes shoot open. Percy looks startled also.
He's fading. I'm fading.
"Percy?" I mumble.
"What's going on? How did you manage to make me fade as well?" He shakes his head furiously as he looks father and farther away.
"I didn't." I look around and the world begins to look distorted and farther.
"What was up with that aura?" He yelled-yet I could barely hear him.
"It wasn't you causing it?"
He had this confused look.
"Ok I know I'm a nice guy to be around and all but really?" I roll my eyes. I reach out to grab him and he takes me hand.
"All in all, I have to make up to you in the end." I yell as he holds me near so the worm hole won't separate us. Yes, yell. It's like talking through a tornado storm.
"It's hard staying mad at you." He smiles.
I saw one last glimpse of District Thirteen until it all sucked away in a whirl.
When you're fighting to believe in a love you can't see; just know there's a purpose for those who wait.
•Percy's POV•
The cars honked at us and told us to get a room. I would assume we really did land in an awkward position in the middle of 5th Avenue. The warm sunlight hit us hard. The sun was out here but never over there.
But those are the least of my issues. Why the hell did I not wake up at Camp Halfblood? Rachael and Grover were supposed to take me.
Katniss had taken out some paper out of her jacket and lead me to Rachael's house. I don't' have the slightest idea of how she did.
"Here we are." Katniss said.
"Rachael's house." Her eyes swiveled back and forth from the immense mansion. I'm surprised Rachael got along with Katniss so well. Rachael never gave me her address.
Soon enough I found myself engulfed inside by the immense house made of artwork.
Strangely, Rachael is wearing a V-neck and shorts. Yeah, shorts. In NYC. During winter. Near Christmas. How weird.
We sat on her couch as she brought us hot tea. For a split second I remembered Mitzuki, and how her smile was going to disappear once I kill Oran.
I tuned back into the conversation to hear Katniss and her discussing women things. Like butt kicking bad guys and how hair can't stay in place. Soon she tells Rachael of all our tragedies.
"Mhmm. . ." Rachel closes her eyes as she takes a sip of the tea. "That might explain why you didn't go all astral projection on us, Percy." She looked at me intently. She swats her free hand in the air. "Either way, first is first; you two need to get to the Camp, right?" Me and Kat nod. She smirks.
"Alright, luckily, I didn't have a chance to leave my Ferrari over at the camp so..." She gave me a look. Oh yes, baby, Ima drive a Ferrari again.
I practically sprint outside.
Rachel tosses me the keys, I open the driver's seat, and turn the badass on. The smooth leather seats...the roar of the motor...the curves of the car...oh my gods, It's just so fine.
"Stop fondling the car, Percy." Rachael laughed as she threw some shades to Katniss.
"Wear those. The sun is going to get to you." Katniss smiled and got in the back. Rachael opened the passenger seat and uncovered the hood.
"We all set?" She called. I nod. I feel so pumped. I have decided I'm getting me a hot blue corvette. When I get money that is...then I'm going to call it the "Percy-Mobile". It's on my "life objectives list".
The motor starts and I guess I had like an orgasmic face or something by the way Rachael raised her eyebrow at me.
As we drove this song came on and right when I was about to change the station, Rachel smacks my hand.
"I like the song." She smiled at me as she looked back out toward the window. She hummed to it. I recognize the song—Violet Hill.
I looked over at Rachel. She looks. . .amazing.
"Percy!"
Katniss yelled from behind. I look back out toward the windshield to see I was about to crash into a truck in front of us. I swiveled to the left to where the cars went the opposite way. I weaved through the cars as they went by/through me. Then I coarsely swiveled back to our lane.
Five cars honked. Two curses. And some dude flipped me off.
"Dammit Percy!" Katniss yelled frantically.
"We could of died!" She was breathing hard.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Rachel looked at me with inent eyes, before she turned away blushing.
What if Grover was right. . .? Is Rachael really that important in my so-called sucky "love life"?
"You almost crashed my Ferrari, Jackson." Rachael mumbled. I couldn't tell whether I was being scolded or rewarded.
The rest of the way was silent; and I kept my fumbling eyes on the road.
xX~-I'll. Point. You. To. The. Mirror-~Xx
Everyone was fixing up the cabins to be Christmas themed. I think I should too but. . .
I'm with Annabeth right now; by the sea. I've always wanted to take her out here to watch the sun set. So I did.
She leaned on my shoulder.
"I bet you five bucks I beat you in a race to Zeus's Fist." She said into my ear.
"Alright. Let's do it." I stood up and offered my hand to her.
"On the count of three." I look into her gray eyes. A replica of Katniss's.
"One...two..." I had to do this to Annabeth.
"Three!" I shot off running. I bet wise girl didn't see that one coming now did she?
"I thought Athena always had a plan!" I yelled as she cursed at me. Just like old times.
We ran and she kept complaining not so far back that I'm a fffffing cheater and stuff. All I could do was laugh. What can I say? I love annoying Annabeth.
"Hah! I beat you!" I have a small fist bump party while she crosses her arms.
"You cheated!" She then got close to me. Our bodies not so far apart—I could feel her body warmth as snow began to settle on her hair.
"But you fell into my trap, Seaweed brain." She wrapped her arms around my neck.
"You realize that now, right? Or are you really that slow in catching on?" She teased.
"Oh someone help!" I called out into the dark forest night.
"I'm about to be raped!" She laughed as she mesmerized me with her silver dazzling eyes.
"Kiss me." She whispered smiling.
She didn't have to tell me twice before I did so. It felt so different from Katniss's. . .
Annabeth tastes more like vanilla sweet, while Kat. . .well she tasted like bitter wine last time. The time before that...I didn't have a chance to think . . .or analyze the situation. I sound like an Athena kid.
I wonder what Annabeth is thinking now as we make out. Does she like it? Or think I need practice? (I've had enough of that, trust me.) We slowly fall to the floor and tumbled—our lips remain locked.
We pull away to breathe.
"I expected you to be worse." She mumbled as she lay on top of me. There goes one of my questions.
"Would it seem crazy if I told you, you taste like the sea? Salty yet so refreshing. . . quenching me. . ." I can tell this "opening up my feelings la-di-da" wasn't coming easy to her either. But to me, she did come naturally.
"You taste like vanilla!" I blurted out. She blushed.
"Did you have to say it so loud? How do you make it sound so naturally?" Me? Naturally? Hahaha…no.
"Righhhht." After that I just went back for her lips. Some things never change.
So there we were—late at night. Kissing our entire troubles goodbye.
•Katniss's POV•
I don't want to go into much detail but. . .I had a terrible day. You know, while Percy ran off with Annabeth. Above all, I just got the best feel of what Camp Halfblood can really be if I interact with the campers. If this is life in Camp Halfblood on a daily basis...gods thank you for not making me your offspring. I'm happy being whatever the hell I am.
And I couldn't take off the paint stains to the 'All Time Low' tee. Yes, I went "paintballing."
"Kat...can I come in?" Only one person in this world calls me Kat.
"...Yeah." I surrendered. It's not that I'm mad at him or anything. It's not his fault I got transported here and had a rough day.
The door opened with a soft click, and closed identically.
"You didn't show up for dinner." He began. "Are you feeling alright...? Clarisse, Katie, and even Pollux asked where you were so you could sit at their table." He smirked.
"Micheal Yew also asked."
I groaned the sound of his name.
"Then I'm glad I didn't show." He nods.
"What happened to Thalia's shirt. . .?" I look on top of the bed and see the cursed tee I'm gonna have to hide from Thalia.
"Is that. . .paint?" He looked at me in the eye.
"Katniss Everdeen—Did you just go paint balling without your ol' Percy?" He joked.
"You were with Annabeth." I said in a mocking tone.
"Besides, if you hadn't ditched me—I wouldn't have had to go around asking how to work a stupid IPod!" He raised his eyebrow.
"I see you got a taste of the camp." I glared at him. You have no idea. . .
"Yeah...I just had to ask the Stoll Brothers how to work an IPod, which led me to an adventure with Clarisse and Katie. Pollux saved me in the end from the insane paint balling/ gas attack." I sighed. That's the last time I'm creeping into tree houses.
"Hey...who was Castor?" I asked Percy before he asked me anything else.
He put in a stern face.
"He died. During the Battle of the Labyrinth." Well I figured that. "He was twin to Pollux. Kinda got screwed without him." I nod. "Why?"
"Me and Pollux talked. That's all." He came closer. I cleched my teeth in bitter regret of telling him that. That was supposed to be my personal moment.
"About. . .about Peeta, huh?" Peeta. . .I bit my lip and nodded slowly. I want to avoid Percy's gaze so I turn to the window still—watching the tender violet flakes of snow settle on it.
"It's like he understood." I mumble quietly. Castor. Peeta.
"And made me realize how much I love him. Peeta." Percy made no noise—I'm glad.
I scanned the outside. Snow. All cold and ruthless. Just like the very gods who swiped away Peeta's life away from me.
"Why didn't they kill me instead. . .?" I feel small tears stream down my face. The snow fazed me into a world where there was nothing except white. Nothing mattered anymore.
"Why. . .Why did he have to go. . .?" I drop to the floor from the window. So much snow. . .
"I'm so lonely. . .so alone. . ." I sat solemnly on the stone hard floor. So cold. . .so concrete. Like snow. . .so white and blinding. By this point I had completely forgotten Percy was there.
Then something warm came over me. Percy was hugging me from behind.
He then whispered in to my ear, which made tender shivers go down my spine.
"You're never alone." I closed my eyes—absorbing his warmth. I don't want to cry. I really don't. Yet a few tears escaped.
Percy runs his hand through my hair. A bold thing to do if you ask me. Last time he did this—it felt wrong. Now it feels even more wrong. Despite that, he always knew what to do.
He reached over the bed to get something. The IPod.
"You into Coldplay?" He asks me. He knew I had no way of responding; which led him into a tender smile.
"Figured." The gentle clatter of the IPod working rang through me.
A song came on. I expected a hard punk song like all Thalia's music but this was different. Gentle. Like if the chords of the song really reached into my heart.
"If you love me, won't you let me know?" That's the part of the song that got me the most. The singer kept repeating it after describing a harsh winter. Like now.
It stopped the tears. Feeling more in harmony with the song I snug myself into Percy's arms—he took me in. I felt his heart beat slow. I shut my eyes.
Falling into his bed wasn't my choice. Unfortunately, his either. He came to my rescue when I cried for Peeta's where-abouts, instead of worrying that I shot him down from a tree. Hotdogs. Stephanie' party—where we danced. Athens. Fighting. Dreams. Hope. Morpheus's answers. The Capitol hunt. The Alcatraz Arc. The combining of our weapons. That cut. The war.
Its all small words that are meaningless until you feel the reason behind them. Memories. Feelings. Objectives. Choices. Motives. All that apply to what we create. We didn't create time, time just morphs to our character.
Peeta is happy. Happiness. It's all that I'll ever need.
Percy slowly carries me into my bed. He tucks me in as well. Its a warm feeling. . .
Once he let go—it was all so cold. So suddenly. I didn't want him to go.
"Percy..." In the dark I could still see his green sea eyes. Shining even the night—as the ocean does with it's calm reflecting waves.
"Don't leave me. . .at least not yet." I expected him to tell me he was tired and needed to sleep. Or was going to tell me to remember he'll never leave me or something. But no—he came right back without a second thought.
He held my hand as I lay in my bed. I tried to sleep but I couldn't help but stare back into his eyes. They are so beautiful. So calm. So refreshing. So nice to stare into.
His aura was like Peeta's. So sweet, so nurturing, so peaceful, so beautiful. If he were Peeta—I would have already told him to sleep by my side just that night. But that's just the thing—he's not Peeta.
Hes Percy Jackson. The world's ideal hero—my hero.
I noticed his head was bobbing up and down; but shortly after he would shake himself awake.
"You can go sleep. You're tired." he smirked into the dark.
"I'm not moving 'till you sleep. I wouldn't want you to start crying again." He's so sweet. And I'm such a. . .a bitch. Honestly.
"What if I don't sleep the whole night?"
"Then I'll stay here the whole night." His words flowed into me like silver. He drew the chair closer to the bed and squeezed my hand.
"Night, Kat." He whispered.
From there... I feel that aura. The one before we faded. It wraps me in a cocoon of silence.
Feeling that—I shut my eyes. . .and go off into a slumber.
xX~~Don't. Turn. Away~~Xx
It's endlessly dark. Above all-humid. Swamplike. Where am I? My eyes feel shut from how dark my surroundings are. It's a dream.
I have a bad feeling about this. Joy.
A small tongue of fire lights up in a distance from where I am. Considering it seems far—I begin walking to it anyway. I get impatient from walking so much toward the kindled fire—that I run.
I soon find myself inches away from the small irregular fire. Stretching my hand with caution—I get a hold of it.
It feels...sad. The fire is sad. So lonely. . .it feels like ice.
My surroundings morph into a distorted swamp. It's like looking at a static TV. The cold fire remains in my hand.
People are there. Hecate being one of them. She points out into the night. I can't hear what she's saying but I know she's talking. The people she's talking to are none other than Melinoe and Erebus. A split second later my surroundings change AGAIN.
This time I'm in a room of a sort. A girl's. There is a bitten green apple on the desk. Other than that its empty. No one is here.
"Katniss. . ." I turn in a circle in the dark room to find where that came from. That voice is so familiar. Its not Aminta's.
After that a while chorus of different voices called my name out. It was like a stereo system inside my head. Even my small tongue of fire was shaking furiously. The voices were coming from inside my head. They were all dripped in fear as they called my name. I picked up some familiar voices. Prim, my mother, Gale, Percy. . .Peeta.
Then all at once; it ceased. It just stopped.
"KATNISS!" An ear piercing scream rang through my head and the surroundings. I see a girl standing on the bed of the room.
Stephanie Carrillo.
Her eyes are bloodshot and straight out in fear. Her skin is pale as a ghost instead of the usual tanned skin she has. She's holding something—like a silver yarn.
"H-Help me, they are going to TAKE ME!" Her expression and yells made me go insane.
"Whose 'they'?" I yelled.
She points to the closet with a saggy finger.
"Them."
Someone—grabbed her leg. She fell on her stomach onto the bed and her pupils went white.
Whoever it was started dragging her down toward the floor.
"K-Katniss! Help me!" Her sobs suffocated the air out of me. I tried to move but it was like I was frozen in position. I tried to jerk out of my position and move but I couldn't. I couldn't even talk—it was like I was mute.
She was being dragged into the closet. Her nails screeched on the wooden floor.
"DON'T LET THEM TAKE ME!" She was choking on her own tears. It was killing me that I couldn't move—or speak.
The closet opened by itself and she was subdued inside. Once inside—her yells ceased. The closet door closed. And I fell to the floor.
I stumbled over to the closet and tried to open it—but I couldn't. It was sealed. I even banged on it—yelling Stephanie's name.
This is a dream. . .right? I am in the Artemis Cabin. Not here. This can't be happening right now, can it?
What if she just got kidnapped?
I have to wake up.
My surroundings changed back to the moist humid pitch black place.
It seemed like I was in a box.
Then I hear her. The tongue of fire disappeared in fear. So I'm alone with her. Aminta.
Lovely.
"Why won't you just leave me alone?" I yell into nothing.
"This is getting old." I hear her giggles all around me but I feel no fear. Not anymore. Just annoyed.
"Coward! Show yourself!"
"Ok, if that's what you want. . ." She mumbles shrills into the atmosphere.
Out from the shadows I see. . .me?
It's me—with Paggos Fotia, but my eyes are golden. . .and I have fangs. What surprises me the most is that I have wings. Demon wings. I have this cocky look, snooty—it disgusts me.
'I' smirk.
"You asked for it." Said Aminta and my voice combined.
I am Aminta...?
'My' expression changed back to my normal expression instead of cocky.
"Katniss go to Stephanie's!" 'My' voice said clearly. No Aminta trace in it.
"Go! Before she comes bac-!" 'My' expression changed again.
"You always did say more than you needed too, Katniss." Aminta and my voice said again.
"You're already too late anyway. She's gone." I tried to punch myself/Aminta but she blocks my attack easily.
I fall to the floor—into mud.
"You're so weak." She spat angrily in my face. The words hurt—as much as I hate admitting it.
"You're a monster." She kicked me in the stomach. I clinched in pain as I coughed.
"Who. . .could ever. . .love you?" She snorted.
"I'd guess you better wake up. You got company." 'I' snapped my fingers and it was like a black out.
Only I opened my eyes in reality.
Percy leaning over me.
"Are you ok?" He whispered worried. I shot up.
"What's going on in there?" Someone banged on the door. Chiron.
"Shit." Percy said. He springs off from my side and scrambled to the bathroom.
Having no choice. . .I went to go open the door—shaking.
"Yes?" I said in my best sleepy impersonation. At the same time trying to hide my shock.
"We heard a scream. . .and a bunch of wood cracking." He said awkwardly.
I saw a bunch of campers rubbing their eyes outside. Did I really make noise throughout that. . .? Above all I can't help but think something terrible just happened.
"Well it wasn't from in here." He nods.
"Very well then. Good night, Katniss." I nod and shut the door.
"Clear." I say as I go into the bathroom, I take out a brush and begin braiding my hair frantically.
"You. . .should go back now. I feel like I made you do something horrible." He shakes his head.
"Were you living a nightmare or something?" I looked at him alarmed.
"A dream. One of those dreams." I swept out of the bathroom and got out another of Thalia's shirts. It had some other band name; as per usual. Three Days Grace. I pull out some combat pants as well.
I sped back into the bathroom. Percy was in mid speech—like wanting to say something. I kicked him out so I could change. I went out and headed for the door.
"You're killing me with curiosity, Kat. Where are you going and what's going on?" He yelled—he got between me and the exit.
"Stephanie. Something happened to her."
"Then I'll go." I didn't argue with his statement cause I knew I needed him to tag along—but I already feel guilty from making him stay all night with me.
"Let's kick it then." I opened the door and he came after me shortly after. I ran to the Pegasi Stables.
Fotia trotted and neighed. As did another flawless black Pegasus.
"Explain to me what's going on again?" Percy asked as he helped me get Fotia out and he got Blackjack.
"On the way. We can't lose time."
Not anymore. I'm sick of these games.
•Percy's POV•
It's strange. Whenever I'm with Katniss I always act on impulse. Usually following her flow. It annoys me.
She had told me Peeta used to stay with her all night whenever she had nightmares. When it came out of her mouth—I didn't see any pervertedness to it, only acceptance. She accepts me. And she still had her trauma. I wouldn't be able to accept it like she did. . . even though. . .I technically did help her.
Throughout that night however—I couldn't sleep. I didn't want to sleep. I was scared something bad might happen.
It was like 2am when Katniss began fumbling. Out of nothing—she screamed. She started vibrating shortly after. And theshelf of the cabin as well. It was like an earthquake within the cabin.
Artemis appears out of a dark shadow and the banging stopped.
"Percy." She squints as she says my name with a certain motherly tone.
"I don't care that you slept here with her. I know your honest intentions and hers as well. And it makes me proud—but still."
I can't help but think how much she looks like Katniss. The first time I saw her—I wouldn't have known. And it never occurred to me when I met Katniss.
"Why are you here?" I realized how rude I sounded.
"Um. . .Lady Artemis." I bowed my head a bit and that seemed to float her boat a bit.
"Katniss." She goes over to her and flakes her hair while smiling.
"She's going through a dream at the moment. Nightmare. It's like a one-on-one between Aminta and Morpheus." Her expression becomes sad and rueful.
"Have you ever wondered. . .what Katniss really is. . .?" I nod—slowly.
"Is. . .she a demigod?" Artemis looks up and shuts her eyes.
"She's...she's my daughter."
The shock I had at the moment was indescribable. Static went through me like a betrayal of a sort. What. The. Hell.
"WHAT?" I yelled. She glared and shushed me.
"You can't tell a single soul. Not a god or mortal." Her silver eyes went through me—like how Katniss does when she ordering me around.
"I command you to swear on the River Styx, and on your life—that I will personally take if any creature, god, mortal, or any other thing finds out."
I swear automatically. You know, before she zaps me into a million pieces.
"I did some soul searching and talked to my future self." She smiled—the way Katniss does. "You two aren't the only ones who are able to use that wormhole."
"You and Katniss know of the Roman Camp." She faces me with a tender face—beaming with the moon's radiance itself.
"Diane—that's Katniss's 'soul mother'." She snorted. "Did you actually think I would break my eternal oath just like that?" She breathed heavily—I doubt that was necessary but who am I to judge?
"Katniss's mother couldn't have children. Much to her husband's dismay. So he was a strong believer of religion. He called down whatever he could. Apollo would pity him every time he rode over Panem in his Roman form. Her father was about one of the few tens of believers there. So then Apollo called me. We both went and observed them."
Her tone changed to silly teenage girl tone I'd never dreamt to have heard from the great Lady Artemis.
"I fell in love with Katniss's father. He was so passionate about his ideals and virtues. I. . . I seduced him in a lake on the outskirts of Twelve—without sexual contact—I put a seed in him.
"Apollo blessed their home. I didn't tell him what I had done though. The next try that they had to have kids—that seed was put in Katniss's mother. From there came Katniss."
Despite the fact that she is just randomly opening up to me out of all people—seriously trips me out. But yet she beams so much when she talks about Katniss.
"Once Katniss was born. I felt it—deep in my heart." She gently paced her flawless huntress hand on her heart—if she even had one.
"Apollo found out during his trips and we traveled there again. He gave Katniss the power of the Sun." I raised my eyebrow.
"Rare Hepheastus's offspring have the ability known as Pyrokiniesis. But no mortal or demigod has ever had the power of sun." She faced me.
"Think of it as like how Hecate children can control a weak type of water. They can't control it as well as you can. They can control 'water'. You control a whole different realm. You have control over this earth. The ground or sea." She beamed again looking at Katniss.
"While Hephaestus children control fire—Apollo granted her the power of the Sun. The sun is more than mere fire. It's a person. A being. It's a personality. It's a character. Katniss wouldn't be the fired up hothead she is if it weren't for that. She was even nicknamed for it. 'Girl On Fire'." Artemis sighed reluctantly.
"I can't tell her though. Or Apollo. So I came to you. The man that under any circumstance—no matter how many parallels of time there are of you two meeting exist your relationship would remain the same. Which is impossible, but not for you two."
Her head suddenly goes up. Like a deer when it senses a nearby predator.
"Someone is coming." She acknowledged me and fades away in a silver mist.
Katniss awakes with a start. I practically fly over her.
"Are you ok?"
"Whats going on in there?"
Note To Self: Artemis knows what she's talking about when she resembles a deer.
"Shit." I had no where to go in case they came in and got the wrong idea. I know I would have. I scrambled into the bathroom.
I hid in the bathtub and drew the curtains over. I feel like such an idiot.
"Yes?" I heard Katniss call as soon as she opened the door.
"We heard a scream. And a bunch of wood cracking." Chiron.
There was a sudden silence and I figured Katniss was figuring out an excuse or something. She's horrible at lying.
"Well it wasn't from in here." Katniss says abruptly.
"Very well then. Good night, Katniss." Chiron responded and the door shut.
"Clear." Katniss says from not so far. I jump out of the bathtub and she starts braiding her hair. What a lovely thing to do at 2am.
"You...should go back now. I feel like I made you do something horrible." I sense her remorse. So I shake my head.
Remembering what Artemis told me about the Aminta vs. Morpheus thing, I need to ask Kat.
"Were you living a nightmare or something?"
"A dream. One of those dreams." Talk about news flash.
She scrambles to and fro in the drawers taking clothes out. She shoves me outside the bathroom also. Two seconds later—she's fully equipped.
I got ahead before she ditched me and stood as a Percy-cade against the door.
"You're killing me with curiosity, Kat. Where are you going and what's going on?"
What can I say? I get feisty when I want to know something. Rawr.
"Stephanie. Something happened to her."
"Then I'll go." I stated firmly.
"Let's kick it then." I let her pass and she flew the door open. She started running as soon as she hit ground. I followed.
We arrived at the stables. Our Pegasi were neighing.
"Explain to me what's going on again?" I asked her while I got Fotia and Blackjack out.
"On the way. We can't lose time." Fuck you.
•~~What. About. Now?~~•
You know. I wonder why the gods don't grant me awesome dreams in my head. Am I like not a threat. . .? I did get a visit and got Top Secret Information. Katniss talked about her dream. I immediately take back my thoughts. I would hate having those dreams.
The clatter of hoofs on snowy roofs brought me back. I acknowledge Katniss as we get off. We rang the doorbell like normal people though. Apollo answered.
"Oh Percy, man." His eyes were weary. "Kitty." He nodded toward Katniss. I noticed Kat didn't like being called that.
"Let me guess..." Kat began "Stephi is gone, huh?" Apollo nodded relunctantly.
"Who is it, Apollo?" Stephanie's mom comes out. She had puffy eyes and was relieved to see us.
She invited us in and gave us some hot chocolate.
"What a beautiful Christmas Eve I got." She cried. Apollo comforted her.
"If you don't mind. . . I'd like to go upstairs to her room." They nodded. Katniss motioned at me to go with her.
I saw a huge green 'S' on a door and knew that was Stephanie's room. I notion Kat to walk beside me. I reached down to turn the knob.
Inside, the room was a whole other realm. For some weird reason there was a very detailed map of the world taking up one wall. A desk with a stack of books and a green Mac. The opposing wall to the world map was a bulletin board. And I mean the whole wall. There were the most weirdest things tacked. Bottles, notes, some homework from our Math teacher—Mr. Leonard. What can I say? Stephanie is actually a nerd at heart. She has straight A's in school
Her bed was simple compared to the rest of the room. Some random navy blue swirls against an olive green.
"Hey Percy...check this out." I look back and walk to Katniss. She was examining the US map.
"If you trace the yarn tacked onto the map. . . it's like a journey."
She's right. Road trip! There's at least six strings. All of them tracing various cities.
"So...this is Stephanie's dream?" Katniss looked at me.
"Adventure. She wants to travel." She smiled "She's just like her father."
"Yeah." Turns out we really didn't know her. We just thought she some airhead.
We began walking around the room. She had a guitar against the thumb tact wall. She plays guitar?
"Oh gods. . ." Katniss mumbled horrified. I went back to her again. She was in front of the closet.
Nail gashes lead into the closet.
"It's just like the dream." She mumbled. She abruptly went forward and opened the closet. I peered inside only to find darkness and clothes. Nothing out of the ordinary. Katniss went all the way in and frisked about. She came back out with a rigid face.
"Nothing." I said. Katniss fell against the wall.
"We're too late. It was a waste of time." She dug her face into her hands.
"It's all my fault." It annoys me how she always blames herself.
I pat her back.
"We'll find her, Kat." She looked at me with bloodshot eyes.
"I have a bad feeling about this. . .What if they make her go through the ritual they made Peeta go through?" Wait what? Ritual?
"What ritual...?" I ask solemnly.
"Peeta told me that when they kidnapped him. Somebody called Trivia made him go through a ritual. Along with Melinoe, Erebus and Venus." She got up slowly. Making the wooden floor creak.
"He thought that was the reason that he was sick." This is all too weird.
"Annabeth, she went through a ritual of a sort also." Katniss looked at me with a ghost face."S-She's. . .next. . ."
"Next?" Ok that freaked me out.
"Think about it. Peeta got kidnapped and they. . ." She gulped.
"They killed him. Next Annabeth. She's also sick. And now Stephanie." She looked into my eyes, as if trying to find some unspoken answer in them.
"They're gonna kill Annabeth next." The words "kill" and "Annabeth" didn't go well together. I started coughing furiously.
"No...they won't!"
It can't be all true! It's a coincidence—it has to be.
"Besides...Hecate was the one to make Annabeth undergo that. Trivia did Peeta." Katniss put a thoughtful face on.
"Then who is Trivia?" She asked.
"Hecate." We both turn to the door way to see Apollo. "Trivia is the roman form of Hecate." No way. I glance Katniss and she looks back. "I overheard some of your conversation—sorry." He cleared his throat. "I'll track down Hecate." He said firmly.
"No one—and I mean no one—steals my awesome kids." He mouthed "No one" after that.
"Night guys. I'll update you tomorrow after I visit my second cousin." He then went downstairs. Probably to comfort Ana—you know Stephi's mom.
"We should probably go too, Kat." I call to her when I see it's 3:47 AM on a clock.
"Percy, look at this." Ahh, Katniss's magic words for "I have a clue, get your ass over here."
"What is it?" I gently walk there—still making the floor creak.
"This yarn." She touches a silver one. "If you trace it. . . it starts here and ends in. . ." Oh gods. . .no way.
"Athens." We say together.
"She's there." I say firmly. "And I think we know where." She nods.
"How did she even get time to do this?" I ask Katniss.
"Now that I think of it; she called my name when she was on the bed, she had silver yarn in her hand. It might have been before I arrived—and if everything I saw was true—she knew they were coming. She just didn't know how prevent it." Makes sense.
"Let's go to Athens then." She nodded.
"Yeah. But like now. I'm afraid we won't be able to call the others to tag along."
Actually. . .
"We can. I just need water." She nods. Doesn't ask. Just does.
We scram down the hall to a bathroom. I take out two drachmae and give one to Katniss.
"Just in case keep this one with you." She sticks it in her pocket.
We turn on the faucet and throw in our offering to Iris. I teach Katniss how to work it. Saying the little prayer and what not.
"Percy?" Chiron looks over to Katniss. "Katniss? Where are you two?" We look at each other.
"It's a long story, Chiron. We need you to send back-up to Athens, Greece. One of our campers is gone." He raises his eyebrow.
"Who?"
Katniss and I look at each other.
"Stephanie." Chiron's eyes grew.
"Oh dear..." He took a deep breath. "Ok ok, I'll send Nico, Grover, and Rachael. She's looking for you two. I'll also call in Thalia. Is that fine? Or do you need more?" Katniss takes over.
"Don't let Annabeth come." Chiron and I look at her funny. Why would she not let her come? Do they hate each other that much.
"They might be out for her." Katniss nods.
"Why would—" Chiron begins.
"Long story." Katniss interrupts. "Make Kyron come if possible. We need to talk to him."
"Will do. Will you all meet in Athens?" I nod.
"Yes." Chiron nods.
"I'll get them all in Pegasi." Chiron responded. I heard a voice in the background. Rachael's.
"Rachael wants to talk to you." He turns to her. "Make it fast." He tells her.
She nods and looks at us.
"You guys ditched me!" She sounded mad.
"I went in after some noises were reported from Cabin Eight! And I go in to see Katniss gone! I went into Poseidon's cabin and Percy's bed wasn't even messed up! What's going on?" She yelled. Katniss bites her lip.
"We'll talk about this later, Dare." I tell her. We need to go. She lowers her eyebrows.
"You owe me, Jackson." Sureeeeeeee.
The Iris message turned off an we practically flew downstairs. Ana was sniffling on her couch.
"Please find her." We nod.
"We will." Me and Katniss say in unison. I look over to Her. Talk about creepy...
xX~~I. Walk. Alone~~Xx
Dawn rose from the east as we went over the ocean. It's just an hour or less till we get there.
Me and Kat had this awkward silence going on. I was to busy to care since all that raced into my mind was how I manage to get along with her or even be falling in love with her. We're just too different. Maybe Artemis was right. No matter how we met our rivalry would remain.
"Percy..." She spoke.
"Yeah?" I didn't want to look over to her.
"We can't tell anyone of last night." She sighed. I knew I had this talk coming.
"I'm sorry I even made you do that." I finally give in and look over.
"Kat." She stares into my eyes. Her expression is so weak.
"Don't worry about that. Worry about now." She turned away abruptly.
"How can I? I feel like...like I made you betray Annabeth."
So the truth comes out.
"But we didn't intend it to be like that. Yes, we."
"Geez Boss! What happened 'last night'?" Blackjack mentally told me. I heard Fotia laugh in the background. It's an awkward thing to hear.
There was silence besides Pegasi thinking pervertedly.
"Remember back at the Capitol?" I looked at Katniss. Oh gods, not this.
"You know, at the campfire when—" I cut her off.
"What are you achieving by making me remember this stuff?" She bit her lip.
"I'm sorry." She sighed. "Do you love Annabeth?"
"Katniss! Why are asking me this?" I fumed at her.
"Why did you kiss me?" She challenged. Oh boy, my favorite game. Katniss vs. Percy.
"Ok, no! Don't start! You kissed back!" She glared at me.
"But you started it."
"Coming from the person who told me to stay all night with them...Oh yeah! I went there!"
"Percy!" She yelled. I bet she scared all the poor creatures around us.
"Look you decided to stay. I told you to leave. Then you stayed and made me feel pathetic because you're just too sweet."
Katniss turned away—blushing. The Pegasi laughter ceased.
There was something that caught my mind though..
"Wait, did you just call me sweet?" She looked back at me seriously blushing. And of course—glared.
"Forget it Percy." She says firmly.
"Fine." I call as I tell Blackjack to go ahead of Fotia.
After a few seconds of being in the lead—Katniss went ahead of me. She smirked/glared at me.
"Alright Blackjack. You're gonna start really flying. Soar till Athens. And I'll give you more sugar cubes." I mentally told Blackjack.
"Yes, sir!" A split second later—I could barely hold on to how fast we were going. I saw Katniss not far behind. Fotia's fiery mane clashed in the wind.
"See you at Athens, Jackson." Katniss winked at me and went ahead. How the heck can Fotia go even faster? Well it turned out—Blackjack could also go faster.
The usual forty-five minutes it was supposed to take us to get there turned to five.
The Pegasi practically collapsed when we got there.
"You owe me a Coke." I told an upset Katniss.
"I owe you nothing! There was a huge cloud!" She whined.
"Whatever." I call. "Ok, back to our mission. Do you remember where that cave was? With the multiple weird caverns?" Katniss shook her head.
"I recognize our current location though." I raised my eyebrow. "Nico and I fought the Hydra here." I nod.
"Then Stephanie came and tackled you, right?" She nodded sadly.
"I hope we can find her."
"Yeah me too."
"Not if I have a say in this." A screechy voice said. I took out Riptide an Katniss unstrapped Paggos Fotia. It was still dark—purplish dark. Dusk was breaching.
"You have interfered to much." Me and Kat couldn't find who that was. It was a she, though.
"And now that you two thankfully helped us getting the time warp—you're no longer necessary. Die!" A horrid voice yelled.
She came out from the shadows—pouncing me first. Her cape was as dark as night. Her eyes as yellow and bright as stars.
"Nyx!" Katniss yelled. By the time Nyx turned from laying in me—a volley of fire arrows got her. She yelled in pain but the fire ceased.
I charged immediately toward her. She blocked it off with a forcefield.
She was about to hit me with a black static energy. Katniss came on and I saw the raging golden mist evade off her fingertips.
She hit light against the dark, and with what Artemis told me earlier. This is literally Darkness vs. Light.
In the end, Nyx won. Katniss was thrown back a yard or two. I stumble on my feet and tried to attack her from the back—the force field remained so I bounced back. She crackled laughter like bats shrieking.
"Fools!" Katniss ran at the speed of light and launched a bomb at her. Nyx yelled in pain.
"Come on." Katniss helped me get back and pounced us onto a tree.
"That won't hold her down long."
"No it won't." I look at Nyx as she tries to claw us down in the heap of smoke.
"Why do you think she's here?" Katniss whispers.
"This is our first encounter with her."
"Yeah." The smoke was starting to disappear.
"Give me Riptide." Katniss stated firmly. "You use Paggos Fotia." We'll see how that turns out. And see if maybe that makes them morph together to make RipFotia again." I nod. She skids to some other trees. I in the meantime just down clumsily.
"Show yourselves!" Nyx screeches.
How the hell do you work this thing? And it doesn't help that I look totally gay in this bracelet. I yank out the purple arrow. It enlarges.
That's so cool. I unstrap the bracelet and it also enlarges. It morphs to a perfect bow. The other charms like engrave into the bow. Again—awesome. So awesome.
I aim (and of course), miss. Nyx sees me and practically floats to me. I aim and shoot again now that she's closer.
I get her but she doesn't crystallize; just goes into a slow-motion. She yells in frustration.
Katniss in the meantime pounces out of a tree behind Nyx. She twirls Riptide and slashes her. Nyx falls forward in pain. I almost feel bad as her godly blood seethes and stains her cloak.
She looks up into me and tackles me. Katniss pulls her back and throws her down.
"I am goddess! You two are mere demigods!" Oh that's it.
I jump up and change charm to the golden one.
"Percy! No!" Katniss yelled for some reason. I found out why when my palm started to catch fire.
I yelled. Very loud. I threw Paggos Fotia. Katniss came over fast. Nyx stood laughing.
"And you two don't even know your weaknesses. How sad is that?" My hand was turning white and was throbbing. Katniss didn't seem to mind though. Nyx was seriously starting to piss me off. She began charging toward me but Riptide flew toward her and cut her hand. As she yelled Katniss ran to my side.
I'll admit I wanted to shed some tears. It burned ten times more than any simple "stove burn".
"It's turning black." I yelled slowly. Katniss stole Paggos Fotia back and confronted Nyx who was busy powering up a black electric ball. She shot her but the arrow got deflected.
So Kat did the usual bomb thing. So that left Nyx preoccupied.
"Come on!" Katniss yelled at me. I swear I felt like I was about to faint. The pain was just to much.
Next thing I know Katniss pushes me down a cliff. What the hell? Is she trying to kill me?
NOT.
I landed in sweet water. I had forgotten we were on a cliff coast. The water healed my palm before it like—disintegrated.
But Katniss was still up there. . . With Nyx.
I gathered power to shoot up and dose Nyx with a huge wave. Feeling the cool trickling water through my system was amazing. Swirls of water—were everywhere. I've never felt better. I mentally thanked my dad and went up like a geyser. Katniss was at death point with Nyx.
I flooded the whole cliff. I even fell back into the sea. I saw Nyx land and Katniss. They were both drowning.
Suckers. Serves Katniss right for not putting a warning on the fire arrow. I thought the fire didn't hit the launcher.
•Katniss's POV•
I tried warning him. I expected him to use any charm on the bracelet butBUT the fire one.
So my instincts and a distant memory of when I shot him down from a tree remunded me of water.
I felt relieved once I heard the splash. Nyx however—took advantage of that. She threatened to throw me down as well. I shot the bomb again and she went nuts—again. I think it's a Greek bomb or something. I never know. Never will.
She catched up though. I soon found myself forced against a tree with an immense force that felt like the darkness was invading my throat.
I noticed a huge wave—coming toward here. Nyx was oblivious to it as she choked me. I closed my eyes expecting the soon flood.
And. . .it happened. The water rushed and separated me and Nyx. The salty water burned my eyes and throat as I choked on it. Fire rose in my throat from the pain.
The water threw me with an immense force around and hit some rocks lightly. There was a sudden moment I couldn't breathe. But the mere thought of Percy doing CPR on me. . . made me struggle for oxygen. That's what kept me going trough this inferno of sea water.
"Kat." The next moment I was immediately dry. I saw Percy holding my hand as we swam up.
I took the biggest breathe any human could possibly get once on the surface. We were yards away from the cliff. Nyx was no where in sight.
"Now we're even. I felt the worst of fire and I would assume the same happened to you with water." Percy joked. I would have glared at him if my eyes didn't burn so much.
In a few seconds—he got us back to shore. I was coughing up whatever went inside my system throughout my voyage under the sea.
"You didn't think I was gone now did you?" Nyx howled.
"This is going to be a long battle." I said dully—did I mention annoyed?
"Kat give me Paggos Fotia." Percy said frantically. I had forgotten that it comes back to me.
"No! You almost incinerated—" He yanked the bracelet off my arm. The bow and arrow enlarged.
Percy took them both as he held Riptide.
"Now. . .pray to Artemis before Nyx find us." I couldn't believe him.
"Now!" He yelled—which startled me. I've never really been yelled at by him.
He mumbled some words to Poseidon. I still couldn't find the reason to pray now. Nyx is about to fin us any minute again and he wants me to pray? And why should I bow down to the likes of the gods who haven't made a move for us?
Percy looked back over to me.
"Why haven't you said anything?"
"I'm not gonna pray."
"We're going to die." Fine. I mumbles some words to Artemis.
The next few seconds—Percy started combining the weapons. It was weird though. Ripfotia didn't form—another weapon did.
It was a sword with two colors on each side. You can imagine which colors—cyanand golden.
"Now...feel our power." Percy came forth toward the cliff—lookingout to the dawn.
Nyx came out levitating from the water. She was drenched and dripping in it.
"We'll see." Her cloak flew up with the strong air. Her eyes—wereturning into voids.
"Feel the power of darkness at it's fullest—hero." The Sun disappeared back down and darkness crept over at a fast pace.
"Light was made from Darkness. I am the mother of all light." Percy stood determined and not backing down. I jumped on a tree—so I could watch and still not attract attention.
Percy's sword split in two. Each separate blade had letters in Greek. The Golden said "Tide". While the cyan said "Paggos".
Paggos Tide.
"But somehow light always beat dark. Why are you not an Olympian then?" Percy challenged. Nyx growled.
"Pest." She spat. Night became harsher and winds became sharper. I almost fell from the tree from the immense force. The only sight of light illuminating the battle was the swords.
I couldn't see the rest. It was flickers of clashes of electric charges and ice. Lots of ice.
I did my work in the meantime.
She will not deflect my light this time.
Not again.
I jumped off the tree and looked out toward the cliff where the battle was going on.
"Apollo give me the power to make the sun rise. Eos help me. Artemis give me your strength." I mumbled. And I swear someone responded back. A feminine voice.
"I'm always with you, Katniss." Hearing those words—gave me power beyond control.
I mumbled some chant in Greek that just came out of my mouth. I don't know what was happening it was like I was being used. Again. But this wasn't evil.
The sun became coming out; Percy hit Nyx. She faded away in mist. The sun beamed out strongly over the sky now.
"What was that?" Peru asked—sweating. As he rapidly separated Paggos Fotia and Riptide.
I felt dazed. Everything was distorted.
"I...don't know." He strapped my bracelet on my wrist and he capped his pen.
Nyx reappeared near a tree not far away—coughing. She was weeping? I look over to a tired Percy. He panted and motioned us to go toward her.
"Oh what do you two want?" She wiped her tears away. "I don't know how you could get all that power to even keep up with me, Perseus. You have amazing swordsman skills...like your father." She remained on the floor.
"And you." She pointed at me with her saggy finger, "I don't know who your godly parent is but you have spunk. And power. Lots of that." She tried to get up. "Leave me alone and I'll show you to the lair. I'm sick of siding with Aminta." Me and Percy looked at each other. I don't know we managed to keep awake and not faint—but we managed.
"Why are you sick of Aminta?" Percy asked as he bent down to Nyx. I did the same.
"You don't get it. You're walking right into her traps! This isn't a war against Kronos anymore. This is about Aminta. Forget Kronos—he doesn't realize what Aminta has in store. Above all—Erebus is siding with her. And Melinoe. I detest Melinoe. She stole my Erebus away. Quiet, solemn- E-Erebus " She broke. I felt so much pity to see a goddess like this. It looked ridiculous however.
"Erebus is having an affair with Melinoe?" Percy asked and Nyx nodded.
"He's my husband! We both gave birth to so much! We were born from Chaos! We are the first generation! Before the Titans!" She got up abruptly.
"I quit. I don't wish to be part of my niece's plots. If Erebus comes around—tell him I'll be back in the Underworld, and that he's not welcome with me. Not anymore." She sniffled.
"Defeat Kronos to get to Aminta. But before that—turn back. Don't save the Apollo girl. In fact—don't ever come in contact with her until Aminta is as good as dead. Don't speak to her, look at her, hear from her, and much the less have physical contact with her. The lair has a secret entrance no one knows of—it's a cave off this cliff on the beach. Now leave me. And kill Aminta. For all of us." She faded away.
"So she just sided with Aminta to be with Erebus." I say slowly. "But he chose Melinoe." That must hurt. That's why she lost. She's too hurt to move on.
"K-Katniss..." Percy faints next to me. I couldn't catch him as he landed on the grass. I soon also felt a sudden struck of weakness. My muscles went mute. And I fell.
I reached slowly for Percy's hand as I lost consciousness. I needed him. We needed each other. That's why we are a team.
Because the feeling of eternity rings twice more than that of immortality.
TEEE HEEE
SORRY ._. I MADE Y'ALL WAIT AND STUFF. NO WORRIES THOUGH! TWO CAPTERS ARE COMING UP!
PLUS! A MUST READ ONE-SHOT IM MAKING. Its about Katniss's adventures while Percy and Annabeth kissed the night away ;) anywayyyy, hope you'll forgive me~