In the Eye of the Cosmos

Chapter Five

Sunday April 16
London City, Division 8
9:33

For years now, I have wished to be Heliosan, wondered what it would be like to be a person of the Helios, to instantly be born into an endless amount of privileges. Yet, the sight I see in the mirror disgusts me. It shows me Luna Bishop, a Heliosan through and through – to the core. And it disgusts me, I want to spit at my reflection and punch it till the glass shatters to the floor.

This Luna isn't me. This Luna isn't the person I was born to be.

I'm Luna Bishop-Smith. I'm a half blood. I'm a scandal.

Right now, this is all I know about myself. Yet, I'm still so unaware of the person I'm meant to be.

Mum places a hand on my shoulder, an attempt to comfort even though she knows I cannot really be comforted, not now.

I let out a shaky breath and all the butterflies fly away into my stomach. Today is the day. The day I venture out into the great unknown – Outer Space and I'm nervous, so nervous.

I'm being counted on by the government, the Helios Class, my family to go to Camp Cosmos and act as Luna Bishop, a Helios and long lost daughter of the Hero Arthur Bishop. Counted on to give a cunning performance as Luna Bishop. Counted on to successfully find my other father, Charles Bishop, a rogue criminal, and bring him back to Earth, to be imprisoned forever.

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11:22

Squashed beer cans and plastic bags litter the ground beneath me, at the very bottom of the hll. I'm at The Spot again, absorbing every little detail and taking in all the memories before I leave. It'll be ages till I'm able to set foot here, ages. I'll miss it, that's for sure. I'll miss the city lights shining brightly in the distance, the deafening wails of police sirens and most importantly, the serenity I feel when I'm here.

I don't want to leave now, yet – ever. This is my home. I've known it all my life.

Something wet drops down my cheek – a tear. I sigh. Typical Luna, soppy and emotional. I'm never tough, not really at least.

"Luna?" I hear a familiar voice call, it's mum. She approaches me wearingly then, ever so gently, puts her arm around me reassuringly, "have you been crying?"

I sniffle, feeling embarrassed at my childishness, "A little, yes."

"No need to cry Luna, you'll be back as soon as you know it." Mum attempts. We both know that's not true, it's extremely far from the truth.

She continues, "Your dad, he loved us you know. You don't have to do this, Luna. He lov-"

"What? He loved me?" I snap, "If he really loved us he wouldn't leave us to fulfil his own needs. If he loved us he would put us first. He would think and be selfless but he wasn't, he's a horrible man. I don't care if it's Arthur Bishop or Charles Bishop, it's the same person in reality, he's my father and he chose to leave us –"

"You're right ." Mum interrupts.

"What?" I'm baffled.

"You're right, Luna. Go get you father, find him and bring him back. He's a criminal, a murderer. Someone who chose his own needs before his families. He deserves to be punished." She pauses, thinking about what she's going to say next, "I'm putting my own needs first by asking you not to go but I'm forgetting about how much our family needs this money. I'm forgetting that it's you, Leo and your grandmother who have been here from the very beginning. Forgetting that you'll never leave and break our hearts. I forgot just how much this family has done for me. So please, on behalf of us, as a family, give your father what he deserves."