Percy Jackson and the Olympians & Related Fandoms - All Media Types+2
by intelcore
After Jason’s death, some part of her brain had played the memory of an arrow snatched in mid air, on repeat, some dream that served no purpose but to haunt. Giant, arrow, sister. A stifled scream that had broken her heart even before Reyna could see Hylla snatch Orion’s arrow mid-flight. Sometimes it was Jason, and the arrow met its mark and Reyna screamed. Sometimes it was Hylla and it didn’t, and Reyna‘s scream caught in her throat.
Thalia had shown up, eyes full of mourning and muted anger and so much of missed time. Hazel had been voted praetor and the first thing she’d done was Iris-Message Nico, like she’d been trying each day since the battle. Artemis had shown up, because she could, she finally could, because sisters showed up when they could.
So Reyna had packed a toothbrush and a change of clothes into her backpack, and taken the first flight to Seattle. Because she was a sister, because she could.
This is how it happens: she steps outside the boundary of Camp Jupiter, draws herself up to her full height and with a borrowed phone and her sister’s credit card number, books a plane ticket to Seattle.Reyna and Hylla talk.
General 5k words 1 ch Complete 113 kudos
a slight au where Reyna goes to Hylla instead of joining the Hunt · another fic where people talk by yours truly · tw: patricide mention but not as much as you’d expect honestly