Wow. I forgot how hard it was (emotionally) to stop writing. :'( I might end up making more stories and have Anna as a minor character. I can't let go of my baby!
Anyway, here is the final chapter, I hope you enjoy it :)
I didn't feel any sense of pride or honor in killing the drakon. I didn't feel any shame or disappointment. I felt numb, almost indifferent, like it was something I just had to do.
At least there is peace, I thought. Everything is okay. Looking down at my friend, I cried.
He was hurt badly because of this war at camp. This was why I hated fighting—innocent lives were hurt and ruined by them. He did nothing wrong and yet he was the one to get hurt. The rainbow faded away, so there was no way to get back to camp, and I didn't know what to do or how to help him. It wasn't like I could make a rainbow out of thin air.
Oh my gods. I thought. Dear Zeus, I've never actually prayed to any of the gods, so I don't know if I'm doing this right, but please make it rain. Just a little… Apollo? Think you could help out with this too?
At first, nothing happened, but then a very light, misty drizzle came pouring down from the sky and the sun gave off just enough light to create a faint rainbow. I touched it, feeling it harden under my touch. Willing the rainbow to pass under Connor's body, we lifted into the sky—not sliding like we did before. It was more like gliding.
I forced the rainbow to go slow, so it wouldn't hurt Connor, but fast enough to get to camp quickly. Every now and then, I'd feed him ambrosia or nectar, but stopped when the sun shone brightly in my eyes. I took that as a warning from Apollo that I was feeding him too much. Not long after, Connor woke up, bleary eyed.
"Careful," I said softly. "Don't move too much—this is only a small patch of rainbow."
He sat up slowly and took in his surroundings. "Yeah… We're floating… Hades! Are you okay? What happened? Did you—"
I smiled, happy he was okay. "Yes. I killed it and I am fine. Now rest."
Back at camp, we were treated like heroes—which we were. And everyone apologized to both me and Connor—which felt good, but the real magic started to happen on the Fourth of July.
Fireworks were flying and people were cheering as Leo set off amazing fireworks, telling tales and having fun, everyone was laughing. Nico, Connor, and I were sitting a little back from the rest of the campers, still enjoying the amazing view. The boys talked a little, but I ignored them, because a firework of a girl with a multicolored body throwing a spear at a drakon appeared in the sky.
Nico left a few minutes later, hugging me goodnight.
"Y'know what, Anna?" Connor asked, laying hid head on my lap.
"What?"
"You're really pretty."
I blushed like crazy. I was in a simple white t-shirt, with a jean jacket, and shorts with flip flops, a black clip in my hair to keep my bangs out. Mitchell was gracious enough to re-trim my hair and put on very little all natural makeup. "Thank you."
He sat back up and kissed me.
When most people went back to their cabins, Leo, Piper, Jason, Percy, Annabeth, Hazel, Frank, Connor, and I stayed behind to clean up. Nico came running down the hill, two other people running behind him. When they got closer, I had to take a huge, deep breath to keep from screaming.
"T-Tw—" Nico panted. "Two new half-bloods. Everyone, meet Elise and Rachelle." There, standing behind him, was the unmistakable reincarnation of River Sakngno and Bianca di Angelo. "They are the daughters of Ares and Hades."
And we are done! How about that? Haha! I could never really kill off my little River—I had that planned from the beginning, however, the Bianca part—that was unplanned. She just sort of appeared. Anyway, I hope you like my story. Special shout out to Awesome and Annabeth! Loved reading your reviews, because they were literally the only thing that kept me writing constantly!