A/N: i do not own HP or PJO

Dying isn't so bad. Sort of like a sleep you'll never wake up from.

So when I pushed the girl out of the bus's way, I was at peace knowing I had saved someone else.

My life wasn't a remarkable one. I was an orphan, whose parents had abandoned her because 'they didn't want children'.The orphanage that I went to was pretty nice, nothing like the ones in those really sad movies. I also did well in school. We went on regular field trips, usually led by the older ones.

I died at the age of seventeen, saving a younger orphan on one of these field trips.

After I had died, I was cocooned in a warm thing, usually with pleasant sounds like someone humming. It was actually very comfortable.

Until the excruciating pain.

I felt like I was being squeezed into a straw. And suddenly when the pain stopped, I felt cold air sting my skin. I tried to open my eyes to see where I was, but all I saw were terribly bright I started to feel uncomfortable, I was suddenly surrounded by warmth. When my ears finally settled, I heard a man speaking,"-ealthy baby girl. You have twins. Congratulations."

I came to the conclusion that I had been reborn. Huh. I had always had a little doubt that reincarnation could be a real thing, but now it was confirmed. But I wonder why I still have my memories.

I looked to the source of the warmth that was still being emitted and found out that it was a woman. She was stunningly beautiful with golden blonde hair, violet-grey eyes and pouty lips. Currently she looked tired, with bags under her eyes, but she was smiling brightly.
She pressed a kiss to my forehead.

"A pretty thing like you must have a pretty name. Arabella Psyche Grace."

Arabella Psyche Grace. Grace.

The realization of this woman's identity hit me like a ton of bricks.

I screamed.

so i wrote this coz it is always percy this and percy that and jason needs to be appreciated too!