IN WHICH a daughter of Asteria falls for a son of Nemesis.
Or
IN WHICH a daughter of Asteria can't seem pick a side.
Book I of 'Written In The Stars' [Wits] Series
Percy Jackson - Pre Heroes of Olympus
Ethan Nakamura x Fem!OC
Wits - plural n. mental...
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HELL IS ON CAMP THATS HOW FUCKING BAD SHIT IS RIGHT NOW
Fucking hell.
That's the only way to describe what's happening at camp.
Thalia's tree is poison and our borders are now failing because of it. I haven't had a single ounce of sleep since Tuesday, its Thursday now. I've been up all night, protecting camp borders and fighting countless of monsters.
Hell hounds, Laistrygonians, you name it. We were down so many campers, because of injures or because they're only summer campers. It was getting dark, I checked my phone. It read 20:15, now you may be wondering,
Astra why is your phone on world time/Military time. Well I grew up in Italy, where we didn't use 1, 2, 3, 4 etc. After 12 in the afternoon. It's just something I got used to.
I stood there for what seemed forever, when Clarisse came up to me and told me to catch a break. Ares' cabin is by far the most over worked out of all of us. They have barely gotten a break, since the attacks started.
I had to force Clarisse into a day long break, that she very much needed but won't admit to it. I headed down the hill and into Hermes cabin.
There's no way in hell I'm going to be going to bed all stinky, sweaty and shit. So I showered before going to bed. Ethan was there, when is he not in the room?
He barely leaves. I'm starting to think he's getting depressed or something. But hey that's none of my concern. I'm still holding a grudge over the shroud he made me.
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"Romano," I turned around and saw Ethan. "What?"
As he walked up to me I saw he was holding something purple in his hands, "here's your shroud."
I grabbed it from his hands, it was folded nicely. It was nice, it was a silk dark purple shroud, the constellation Vela embroiled around the border, my favorite constellation. Only one person knew who it was, and that was Ethan.
The only reason he knew was because, one time Aster had forced us to make up, after a fight by asking each other questions, and saying something nice about each other. So it was clear Ethan had made this.
It was beautiful until I read the middle 'You will not be missed." I laughed, I found it funny. Until I realized it was Ethan who did it.
"Oh you bitch." I said as I looked back up. He looked slightly amused by my expression, so I punched him. He looked shocked, but at the same time not. Like he expected it, just not sure when I'd do it.
"You put the constellation, so I'd know you made it didn't you." He shrugged his shoulders, "maybe."
