Connected (PJATO FanFic)
Chapter 1
Melody's POV
I was at Camp Jupiter. I am the daughter of Minerva, the Roman goddess of wisdom. I looked down at the picture I held in my hand.
It showed my younger sister, Alexandra, who was only one year younger than me, at the age of twelve.
I watched as tears fell onto the picture, and I wiped my eyes with my sleeve.
"Come on Melody. We have to go," Hazel called for me.
She was the daughter of Pluto, and I saw Frank next to her. He hadn't been claimed yet.
I sighed, standing up tall, putting on another mask like my mother would want me to.
"I'm sorry Haze," I said, smiling weakly.
"It's alright Mel," Hazel responded, smiling to me in response.
You might be wondering why I had been crying while looking at my sisters picture. The truth is, we had been separated at a young age. I had come to Camp Jupiter with Lupa, and learned of my fate. I was protective of this place, it was my home. I missed my almost identical sister.
Only Hazel understood why I was always crying behind peoples back.
I was in the First Cohort. My mother, Minerva, had sent a personal letter of recommendation to Octavian.
I hated it. All of it. My bunk mates always thought they were better than everyone else, and I just wanted to go kill them all. Every, single, one of them.
None of them deserved to be here at Camp Jupiter. They all deserved to die.
My brown hair fell to mid-back as I walked with Hazel and Frank. We were going to the Field of Mars. We were preparing for the war games, which the First Cohort had had the pleasure of designing the course for.
As always, I was watching.
Ever since that one day, where my best friend, Andrea, had sliced my left arm nearly off, I had become a monitor. I was to make sure all the rules were followed.
I sighed contently, taking my place at the guard post, my blue toga, representing the wash of knowledge Minerva had, fell to the floor.
I sighed once more, and looked out over to the campers getting ready for battle. I kept back tears as I mentally questioned if Alexandra would be good at this.
I pushed my sister out of my mind, and sighed as I looked out to the floor, and I only longed to be with Alex.
If only I could find her.
It showed my younger sister, Alexandra, who was only one year younger than me, at the age of twelve.
I watched as tears fell onto the picture, and I wiped my eyes with my sleeve.
"Come on Melody. We have to go," Hazel called for me.
She was the daughter of Pluto, and I saw Frank next to her. He hadn't been claimed yet.
I sighed, standing up tall, putting on another mask like my mother would want me to.
"I'm sorry Haze," I said, smiling weakly.
"It's alright Mel," Hazel responded, smiling to me in response.
You might be wondering why I had been crying while looking at my sisters picture. The truth is, we had been separated at a young age. I had come to Camp Jupiter with Lupa, and learned of my fate. I was protective of this place, it was my home. I missed my almost identical sister.
Only Hazel understood why I was always crying behind peoples back.
I was in the First Cohort. My mother, Minerva, had sent a personal letter of recommendation to Octavian.
I hated it. All of it. My bunk mates always thought they were better than everyone else, and I just wanted to go kill them all. Every, single, one of them.
None of them deserved to be here at Camp Jupiter. They all deserved to die.
My brown hair fell to mid-back as I walked with Hazel and Frank. We were going to the Field of Mars. We were preparing for the war games, which the First Cohort had had the pleasure of designing the course for.
As always, I was watching.
Ever since that one day, where my best friend, Andrea, had sliced my left arm nearly off, I had become a monitor. I was to make sure all the rules were followed.
I sighed contently, taking my place at the guard post, my blue toga, representing the wash of knowledge Minerva had, fell to the floor.
I sighed once more, and looked out over to the campers getting ready for battle. I kept back tears as I mentally questioned if Alexandra would be good at this.
I pushed my sister out of my mind, and sighed as I looked out to the floor, and I only longed to be with Alex.
If only I could find her.



5 Comments
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