Isabelle
Death is such a funny thing. It comes and goes, centres and surrounds our lives, and what had seemed quite a distant concept to me before was now quite literally staring me in the face. Literally.
I had always suspected Thanatos to have some sort of dark, supernatural beauty, similar to Edward Cullen (and yes, as much as I would like to deny the fact, Edward Cullen is hot). To be honest though, supernatural didn't seem to be the look he was going for. He wore a red shirt and a black suit, and for some reason a pair of Converse. Thanatos looked at me from where he emerged from the shadows and gave me a small smile before running his hand through the air just above where 'Nate' had fallen. I knew he would never get up again.
Wisps of a white, smokelike substance drifted into his hand and Emuishere put her hand on my shoulder. I hadn't realised I was crying until then. Thanatos looked at me and spoke. He had a deep, clear voice that was somehow quite quiet.
"Whatever you did in your past life obviously didn't please the fates."
Then he was gone.Leaving me alone, surrounded by war and my dead brother, Nathaniel Morgenstern. Emuishere - bless her - must have sensed my strange feeling of loss as the next thing I knew we were running into the forest, away from the battle and to the answers of my life.
I opened the book:'The diary of Nathaniel Morgernstern'
'Ask me about myself and I'll tell you the honest truth. As far as I'm concerned, the little boy in the photograph is a different person to who I am now. All I know is the way of the wolves and the Hunters of Artemis, whom I would occasionally join. I don't know where my mother is or if she is still alive - it's been 15 years. I hate my father so much, even if that makes me an awful son. He destroyed our family and broke my mother. I don't even know what he did to my little sister, who I never met. I imagine she's brave and truthful, like all the other demigods I've met (well, most of them anyway). I don't really count myself as a demigod, more of a soldier really. I have seen death and looked into the eyes of fear and seen war. I've survived two wars. I just need to fight my demons. Those my mother's last words to me as she lay in the hospital, broken. "You fight your demons and I'll fight mine." You don't understand how much I want to see them, her and my sister - if they're alive. Maybe then we can try to be a normal family, although a soldier's duty is never finished and I won't rest until I find my family. Because I will. Because I have to.'
'Nate'I smiled sadly at Emuishere as she looked at the photo of my brother.
'A soldier's duty is never finished.'
'You fight your demons and I'll fight mine.'
Then we walked back into the battlefield.We got there.
Took a while, but we got there.
ALSO THIS CHAPTER HAD ME CRYING ON THE BUS CURSE YOU ISABEL
AND YET
TWENTY POINTS TO DEATH ANYWAY
-MVR
(Bold still isn't working btw)
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The Force of Four Worlds
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