no one talks about the missing Half-Blood, most definitely not around Chiron and Mr D.
but everyone knows of the missing Half-Blood, even after a whole century.
two days before Percy's first capture the flag game, the Half-Blood mysteriously arriv...
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I rock myself, slamming my hand against my head because I'm going insane.
Sounds odd to think that but I'm sure now, I'm going insane here. I thought I had seen Mr D and Chiron but they weren't here when I woke up so this can't be anything but a nightmare.
I tried to get out but some girl went to fight me.
I lost control.
It smells like fire in here, which is all my fault. Not that I can change anything about it anymore.
The wooden furniture has burn marks on them.
I would apologise but I don't know to who. Obviously those three kids aren't in charge.
"Burn Olympus." The voice growls.
I hit my hand over my harder, I want that voice out. I thought I would want to burn Olympus but I don't. It's not fair to me to become some monster because I was neglected in that tunnel.
It's unfair to me, I don't want to be some villain. That's not right, it's not right for myself to want to become some villain. I was one of the kids that most half-bloods looked up to.
I don't want to be alone anymore, most definitely not with that voice.
"Burn it!"
"Get out!" I shout at the voice.
I turn around, finding the wall far more effective than my hand. It's a good thing I lost of sense of pain long ago.
I can still hear shuffling behind me, I know they're still there. Watching me, a part of me knows that they're looking over me and that feeling really makes me feel more comfortable. Knowing I'm not alone anymore.
Not in that black void.
I don't know how long I sit there, miserably in the corner of the room, like some misbehaving child.
But I don't care.
At some point the door opens, footsteps come walking into the room. I don't know who they are and I'm not sure if I want to. What if they've come to put me back in that void.
I can't help but slam my head harder against the wall.
"What happened here?" The voice of Chiron cuts into the silence.
I know I made a mess, a big mess. I lost control and everything is burned and broken. But I can't bring myself to feel sorry or care much for the furniture. I want to scream and punch anything right now. My head doesn't hurt, although I know it should.
I know it's bleeding too, I can taste the metallic on my lips.
