Silena's POV
When I heard the news, I didn't believe it. Charlie, hurt? No. Charlie doesn't get hurt, he makes hurt. He's the one who produces the weapons, who dreams up the terrible deaths of the victims.
But this time, he was the victim. Charlie was nearly killed by a weapon of his creation. Ironic, isn't it?
Percy came back to camp from the mission he and Charlie had set off on together. Charlie didn't. The son of Poseidon stumbled up the shore bordering Camp Half-Blood alone. At first I didn't quite register the fact that Charlie wasn't with him. Percy being son of the sea god, I just thought, well, he probably summoned the tide to take him here quicker, and Charlie just swam. (I later learned that Percy had, in fact, used the waves to bring him back)
As I bounded excitedly up to my friend, I searched the shoreline for my boyfriend. He was nowhere in sight. Of course, I thought, It's just like him to hide as soon as he returns from a dangerous mission just to scare me.
I expected to see an eager Percy, excitedly spilling the events of the quest. But as I got closer, there were no smiles, only solemn, serious expressions. I pushed through the crowd of campers and stood beside Chiron. "Where's Charlie?" I asked, confused. He wouldn't delay his entrance this much...
"Silena, my dear, let's talk about this at the Big House," Chiron said almost nervously, his lips pursed. "No," I stammered. "N-no. No." I started to sob, not trying to hide my tears.
Before I could run, I felt the strong arms of Clarisse, pulling me forcefully into her embrace. My knees gave out, leaving me crumpled under a blanket of sorrow.
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Sileckendorf: The Life They Deserved
FanfictionWe all know how, tragically, Charles Beckendorf sacrificed himself during the Titan war. Then, later, a heartbroken Silena Beauregard breathed her last, saying "Charlie...See Charlie..." But what if none of that had happened? What if Beckendorf had...
