GRACELAND TOO ✵ percy jackson

𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐋𝐎𝐆𝐔𝐄

graceland too
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prologue
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everything matilda whitlocke did was for percy jackson. sure, she hadn't seen him in two years, but when she made a pinky promise that she would never leave his side and unexpectedly was forced to break it two years ago, she was heartbroken.

not only for him, but for herself. her last goodbye had belonged to her step father, micheal. which he was so deserving of, but she regrets every day not giving percy her last goodbye, or at least bidding him farewell in general.

and it didn't help that she had a crush on him practically their entire childhood.

but since arriving at camp, though she still longed for him, she slowly became more okay. matilda gained siblings she cared for, and she had friends more importantly. she tried to keep walls up, but she was too trusting. it was her fatal flaw.

she spent her days training to be a warrior alongside the other halfbloods at camp, sometimes helping in the infirmary. the only thing about her healing skills were that she had to sing a specific song, and considering the circumstances last time she had to use those powers and how incredibly draining they were, she refrained from using them as much as possible and manually mended to her fellow campers wounds.

matilda had become one of the most respected warriors at camp half blood. she was the head counselor of her cabin, and the best archer at camp in the past few hundred years. she was also up there in sword fighting. if it wasn't for luke castellan, she'd probably be the best swordsman at camp, too. she was different than the scared little girl that was dropped off at camp and forced to kill the chimera directly after being visited by a fury.

matilda also missed percy's mother. her own mother never really cared enough to do much besides lay around on the couch and down bottle after bottle of any alcohol she could find.

her step dad on the other hand always took care of her. he would mend the scrapes on her knees as her mother yelled at her about needing to watch where she was going so they weren't wasting first-aid products.

matilda was claimed no short of the second she arrived at camp after killing the chimera and proving her worth to her father.

she had a weird relationship with her father, apollo. a different one than other demi-gods had with their offspring.

unlike most other gods, apollo seemed to truly care for his children. especially matilda. some would say she had a horrible fate and he knew due to being the god of prophecies and all, but matilda liked to believe he just had interest in being a father.

it was kind of weird that apollo was so young looking. he could pass for the same age as luke, or maybe a little older. either way she still hadn't gotten used to it.

but even after becoming okay with her knew life, matilda still felt like something was missing. nothing would ever be the same without her best friend there. she would learn a new song on her guitar or make a new painting, and the first thought that came to mind was to show him, but obviously she couldn't.

on the exact two year mark since matilda had arrived to camp half blood, there was a new arrival. to the knowledge that it was in fact percy, she avoided him as much as possible until he was recovered in the infirmary. she was scared it'd be awkward. she was a new person.

but she wasn't the same sweet tilly that had left him in new york all those years ago, and once they reunite, he knew that. everyone knew that.

but as long as percy jackson and matilda whitlocke had eachother, they knew nothing could possibly go wrong.

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liv speaks now !

this technically wasn't a prologue but i wrote this for the plot and it was too long