Percy Jackson One Shots

Silena Beaureguard

Yeah, Silena chapter! Warning: it's when Silena finds out Beckendorf's dead. Beware.

Charlie leaves this morning. Before I wake up. I guess he didn't want to make a whole dramatic farewell only for him to be back by lunch. I understand, it's just Charlie being Charlie. It's one of the reasons I love him. He did leave me a note, saying he'd be back in time for us to have lunch and go on a date later this evening. Beside the note is a metal heart. When I touch it, it starts to play immortals by fallout boy. I remember the time when Charlie took me out for dinner...except we never went and instead stayed on the beach the entire night, dancing to the blasting beats of fallout boy.

I smile at the thought. He's so sweet, always looking out for me and giving me little things to remember the moments we spend together.

I stand up from my bed and stretch, yawning. Charlie'll be back soon and then—

No.

I-I-I told Luke the plan. He knows that Charlie and Percy are coming. He knows. And there is nothing I can do.

Nothing.

Except hope I see him again.

Hope that Luke allows them to escape.

Better yet, hope that they aren't able to even enter the boat and are instead forced to return immediately.

Oh gods. The enormity of what I've committed myself to in this war springs on me. How many deaths will I be responsible for? How many friends will I kill? How many of my half sisters and brother will I murder?

Dear gods, what have I done ?

He sounded so nice. When he came and asked me if I wanted to join the cause. He smiled. Told me I could win. That Aphrodite and her children wouldn't be looked down on as horrible warriors, not able to fight or even wield a sword. Instead we'd be looked up to. We'd be the greatest warriors of our age.

Damn it, Luke. Why did I listen to you?

I listened because of your smile. That smile that made my heart beat in a steady gallop. I'm ashamed now I felt that way. I'm ashamed that I felt for that traitor that way. I'm disgusted. Enraged. Betrayed.

Exactly how Charlie will be if the Titan's win and he's still alive to watch me burn into the fields of punishment.

What have I done? Oh, what have I done?

I drag my feet through the morning classes. With every step I take I pray to a different god to keep Charlie safe on that boat. First Aphrodite, then Hephaestus, then whatever god comes to mind. During all of my training I mope around, tears in my eyes. Every second I remind myself he's not dead. That there is no reason for me to cry. That I have to stay strong for when he comes back. Because he's coming back. He's coming back. He's coming back for me.

Lunch comes and goes. All through it I startle at every noise thinking he's back. That Charlie's safe now and that I don't have to worry anymore and that I can stop being the spy forever and that I can start fighting instead for a cause I believe in.

It's torture, everything I'm going through. Right now, sitting and eating the last remains of my egg salad, a stretching rack is looking much more appealing.

He's coming back. He's coming back. He has to.

Something inside me breaks. I don't know what it is. Tears well up in the lids of my eyes.

I stare up at the sun to burn them away. I blink. No tears, Silena. Because he's coming back. He's coming back for you.

"Hey! Percy's back!" Connor's voice travels into the dinning pavilion. I leap up. If Percy's back, Charlie must be too.

See tears, I don't need you.

As I run towards the beach I wait for Connor's voice to announce that Charlie's back too. For someone to announce his arrival. But it doesn't come. I slow as the water of the lake comes into view. There's Chiron. There's Percy. There's Annabeth hugging him to death. But...

I break into a sprint. No. Not Charlie. I couldn't have done this. Not to my Charlie.

I don't pant when I reach Percy. I don't gasp for breath. I don't ask him anything about what he did except,

"Percy?" my voice croaks.

He looks at me. His green eyes burrowing into me. Through me. Bringing that great tide of sadness to wash me out.

He shakes his head.

"No!" I collapse. I've-I've-I've killed him. I've killed my Charlie. Maybe it wasn't me who put a blade through his throat, but if I hadn't said anything. If I'd kept quiet. If they'd confronted me later I could have denied it all. If only I hadn't talked. If only I'd closed my mouth and shut up for once. Charlie would still be alive. He'd still be here. He'd still be with me.

For one desperate and deranged moment I contemplate cutting off my tongue.

No, Silena. Self harm won't do anything except make you less worthy of Elysium, where Charlie's obviously going to end up. That's where you're going to end up too. You have to prove yourself if you ever want to see him again.

You have this, Silena. Show them what Aphrodite's made of. Kick that Titan's behind.

Avenge Charlie.

You have this, Silena. You have this.

Another part! Sorry that it's kind of sad, but I was in a mood. It's probably really over dramatic too, but hey, I've probably been watching too many movies lately as well.

Well, I'll see you again at some point.

Demigods farewell. Kill some monsters for me, eh?

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