angsty pjo a reader thought:
Reader is on a quest with the seven + dating one of them. There's a line in this new prophecy:
"An unseen betrayal will break a heart, from this life one shall part."
Whoever Reader is dating believes that she has betrayed them (making them the broken hearted and her the fated betrayer) through a misunderstanding/manipulation from an enemy and, unable to kill her, they instead abandoned her upon a monster infested island.
Only to later learn the horrifying truth:
They are the betrayer (by abandoning her to certain death) and she is the broken hearted, and Y/N, judging from the final line, is dead. They do go back to search for her, finding her weapon broken somewhere on the island as well as her personal belongings and a small campsite long since empty, and try to reconcile with the fact that they killed the women they loved. Maybe not with their own hand but by leaving her in an unlivable place alone.
But Y/N is alive.
She just doesn't know who she once was.
Something out there is collecting near dead demigods and saving them, wiping their memories, and using them (I think it has something to do with Mnemosyne, the goddess of memory and mother of the muses, or at least some artifact infused with her power). Some have small memories of their previous lives and all recall their "reaper", the person or thing that killed them. Y/N has parted from one life (as the prophecy claimed she would) and now lives another, using a new name and fighting with new companions, having only a few things of her past:
A gift from her once love and small happy memories of them, and what she thinks is a vision of her reaper, unable to realize that her love and her supposed killer are the same person.
Jason standing in the storm.
Percy's green eyes glowing with rage.
Annabeth, her dagger glimmering dangerously.
Leo surrounded by fire.
Frank glaring down at her, arrow in hand.
Piper's blade at her throat.
Hazel's rage as the earth rumbles.
She thinks this is the moment she died and also believes them to have killed whoever it was that she loved, wishing they were here together and wondering who it was that she used to be, never knowing the truth of it all. Imagine the heartbreak of the moment they finally find one another:
They're looking at the love of their life, returned to them at last, happy and in love all over again.
And she thinks she is looking at her killer, staring at them in horror and fury and some other emotion she cannot name.
