Chapter 5- The solitary puzzle piece

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Stop smiling.

Stop laughing.

Can you please just generally stop living!

Annoyed thoughts are running haywire though my brain. I sit very much out of the group as they all crowd the camp fire and sing 'happy' songs.

I let my hair act as a curtain, showering over the right side of my face so i can hide away.

Leo dragged my out here and now he isn't even sitting with me. 

I feel so alone again. I need to get out and do something. I remember back to my old life with my step father and it feels like a whole millennia ago. 

(*Flashback*)

"Get off me!" I screech, as my non-existent finger nails claw the door frame.

"Shut up bitch!" My step father (Greg) shouts.

"No Please stop..." I cry. I was only 10 and was small and frail, barley able to hold myself upright let alone fight off a fully grown man, three times my size.

Greg pushes me on to his bed and begins to tears off my clothes, a dirty look plastered on his ugly face.

I scream again but he slaps me hard against the cheek and rips off my underwear. 

And the rest...I think you can guess.

(*End flashback*)

Despite the night being average hot and the fire blazing, i shiver from the terrifying memory of that day. That was the first time and it wasn't the last.

Thats why i ran. I had tried it so many times before and it never worked. But i worked. I got away and came here. But i still don't fit in. 

I am the puzzle piece who was carved and created but doesn't fit any puzzles... I am the lost one. 

I recall the a story from Plato. It was told that at the start of time Male and Female were one. They were joined, to have four arms four legs two hearts etc. But they were so powerful that Zeus split them into two separate parts, condemning them to spend the rest of their lived searching for they other half's.

Then where does that leave me?  I will always be solitary.

I think.

Suddenly they is an outbreak of gasps from the people around the fire. Rachel Elizabeth dare is standing in front of the fire, her eyes glowing sliver and her body stiff.

"Daughter of Lightning, in possession of a colourful name,

Son of the darkness, who lives not in vain,

Son of the sea, always searching for danger,

Go fourth to capture the thief, whom to you is no stranger.

He stole what's precious to the Sky, Sea and Below

Take his life before forigen land he may go."

Rachel collapsed into a heap on the ground, mumbling something about that being the most tiring prophecy yet, as the Apollo kids helped her up.

I looked to Chiron, along with everyone one else.

"Raven and all the head Consolers, to the big house." Chiron orders us.

As i followed Leo to the big house i couldn't help but feel like my wish go and do something was being granted.

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Sorry this is so short and if the prophecy isn't ver good but i have another four stories to write and Doctor who to watch. 

I am still trying to update as often as possible but this isn't my most popular story so i don't have my full attention on it....sorry. I will try harder.....


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