and the story of us looks a lot like a tragedy now
𝖎𝖓 𝖜𝖍𝖎𝖈𝖍 two forbidden kids
find solace within each other,
despite their father's wishes.
[ percy jackson x oc ]
[ percy jackson & the olympians ]
[ the lightning thief - the last olympian ]...
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Artemis assured them that dawn was coming, but it was getting colder and darker and snowier by the second.
Up on the hill, Westover Hall's windows were completely lightless. Bronte wondered if the teachers had even noticed the di Angelos and Dr. Thorn were missing yet. With her luck, the two names Mrs. Gottschalk would remember would be "Percy Jackson" and "Bronte Richards" and then they'd be the subject of a nationwide manhunt... again.
The Hunters broke camp as quickly as they'd set it up. Percy stood shivering in the snow, next to Bronte, who wasn't shivering nearly as badly, but that was because he gave her his jacket.
"Are you cold?" Bronte asked, looking over at Percy with her arms crossed over her chest.
Percy turned, his whole body rigid. "What do you think, B?"
Bronte just smiled at the boy, shuffling closer to him and wrapped an arm around him. Percy leaned into her, his head resting on top of hers.
Artemis stared into the east like she was expecting something. Bianca sat off to one side, talking with Nico. Percy could tell from his gloomy face that she was explaining her decision to join the Hunt. He couldn't help thinking how selfish it was of her, abandoning her brother like that.
"So, Artemis asked her, huh?" Bronte asked, staring at the siblings.
Percy sighed, but nodded, his head rubbing against hers. "Yeah, I tried to talk her out of it, but she seemed to make her decision before I even got there."
The raven haired boy expected Bronte to be mad at him for talking to Bianca. He thought that she would have said something to him about not making decisions for others, but Bronte's mind was somewhere else.
She stared at the kids, part of her wondering what she would have done if she got offered to join the Hunters. Bronte wondered how she would have to explain to her friends that she was never going to age and she would leave them behind.
She thought about Mikey, and questioned if he ever thought about her when making the decision to leave her for good. Would things be different if he just talked to her before he ever pretended to die?
Thalia and Grover came up and huddled around the two, anxious to hear what had happened in Percy's audience with the goddess.
When he told them, Grover turned pale. "The last time the Hunters visited camp, it didn't go well."
"How'd they even show up here?" Percy wondered. "I mean, they just appeared out of nowhere."
"And Bianca joined them," Thalia said, disgusted. "It's all Zoë's fault. That stuck-up, no good—"
