A/N This is my first story, I know it's not the greatest. But the plot hit me when I woke up this morning, just had to write it down.

Disclaimer Isn't it obvious that I'm not Rick Riordan? Wish I thought of Percy Jackson before he did... ^.^

Hey guys.

It's me, Thalia.

I got kicked out of the Hunt about half a year ago. How, you ask. Well, let's just say it involved blackmail by someone *cough*Annabeth*cough* and sleeping pills. At first I missed it, waking up early, enjoying nature but it's actually not to bad now. I mean, I've gotten to know some of the new campers, train and teach, and spend more time with Annabeth, Percy and Nico.

Today I was sitting on Zeus' fist, wondering why I had joined the Hunt. Partially because I didn't want to fulfil the prophecy, leading a hundred campers into battle - too much responsibility for me. Maybe it was the fact I was hurt by Luke, and held a grudge against boys for a while. Or perhaps it was the immortality. The fact I was able to live forever, never being weighed down by age. The fact that I never died.

Death. Something about that really, just, I dunno. It repulses me. Probably because of my stupid mum, taking Jason away from me, always drunk, not a real parent. But I never did get to say goodbye before she died. And other campers, some of them really close friends. Wounded in battle, in pain, I just never want that to happed to me. Ever. Even if I end up living a good life, but not good enough for Elysium, I'll spend my days wandering with no real purpose in the Fields of Ashphodel. What's the point in that?

I was so deep in my thoughts that I didn't realise someone was climbing up the pile. I smelt Death, before I heard the voice. "Thalia, you 'kay?" I heard Nico ask. "It's dinner time." He clambered up and sat next to me, watching the sunset. The blue sky wrapping itself in yellow, orange and pink ribbons. The bottom of the sky welcomed the sun and drew it in, until nothing. But in it's place the moon appeared, round and glowing. I watched it all, my head on his shoulder.

As I turned to go back down, Nico stopped me. "While we're here..." He paused, sound uncharacteristicaly nervous. "Thalia?" I looked into his midnight eyes, and lost myself. "Thalia, I know we're good friends and all, and I really don't want to mess up our friendship, but..." He paused again, taking a deep breath. "I really like you." I was about to tell him that I was sorry, I've sworn off boys, then I remembered. I'm not a Huntress anymore. I wrapped my arms around him and whispered in his ear. "I like you too."

Death had never been so appealing.

So, how was it? I welcome reviews - tell me what you liked, what you didn't. That will really help my future writing.

'Til next time!

Laura

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