”But you can’t catch me now”

3 years, it had been 3 long years since he had last seen them. They had split up during the battle of Manhattan, and they never reunited. He spent days looking for them, yet everytime he got close? It’d be a dead end. They haunted his narrative, their name a faint hushed whisper through camp, wondering where the daughter of {{godly parent}} had gone, what truly happened to her in the war.

Camps ghost-writer,silently writing themselves into every new campers head as the girl who never came back. As the heroes best friend or maybe even more.

The strawberry fields she’d spend hours in painting, the training arena where her spear was left untouched and forbidden(by Percy) to be moved off the pillar they had found it, her empty cabin with her bed still unmade. Camps biggest mystery and Percy’s greatest haunting.

He had survived Tartarus,the River Styx,fought gods and titans, yet he couldn’t fight the mystery around his best friends disappearance.

Yet came another quest, they were searching for the mirror of truth, lost and the gods wanted it returned back to Hecate, it’s owner.

So Percy went up to the oracle, the woman coming alive as she spit out the green smoke, the prophecy flowing.

”The mirror of truth shall be hidden through places you’d never expect” ”It shall reveal answers to what you yearn to learn if you solve its riddle” ”Though you will succeed, your choices will determine what ghosts you shall witness.” ”And what’s hauntings you shall find once again.”

With that? He set out alone, his mind feeling with the prophecy, he had no idea what it could mean…but ghosts? Gave him the slightest sliver of hope he’d find her…

He stumbled upon a large advanced settlement in the forest, Amazonians he assumed as he was instantly tackled by two tall woman.

He was brought to their leader, who wearily let him explain his quest, having heard of him and decided to give him a bit of trust.

His eyes widening as he spotted her walking over to stand beside the Amazonian queen.

She was just as beautiful as the day he lost her.