Percy Jackson ONE-SHOTS

Love Has It's Own Ways Pt. 1

Soulmate AU!

In which the 99% of the world population have their first "Soulmate Dream" when they turn 16 and while dreaming, they get to know their Soulmate.

The other 1% is not that lucky.

Enjoy!

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My name is William Solace and this is my story.

It all started when Grandpa first told me about Soulmates.  I was 6 years old and really amazed by the word "Soulmate" that I instantly started asking him all kinds of questions about the them: what were they? How did you know who your soulmate was? Did I have one?

Granpa said that a soulmate was the second half of your soul. I remember asking him who could do such things to a person: split somebody's soul in two? That sounded gross!

He used to tell me stories about really bad men who hurt other men on earth. He also told me that, as a punishment, the Gods decided to split the humans souls in two different parts, creating the Soulmates.

"Now listen, kid." He would say. "A human can't live much longer that 20 years without their soulmate."

I gasped. "Why not Granpa?" I asked him.

"Well." He answered. "You start getting lonely, son. People back then had it unbelievably hard to find their soulmates because the Gods wanted to teach them a lesson. So humans started missing their other halves, they felt uncompleted without them."

"Some of them." He would continue. "Some of them would have the extraordinary luck of finding their other half."

"And what about the people who weren't as lucky?" I asked.

"An incomplete soul can't last forever, son. They dissolve into existence."

"The human dies?" Tears were running down my chubby cheeks as I stared at Grandpa from where I was sitting, in his lap.

He smiled sadly and nodded.

"That is why Soulmate Dreams are important." Grandpa added. My brows furrowed in confusion.

"Soulmate Dreams? What are those?"

"You see kid, 99% of the world population dream about their Soulmate's face once they turn 16 years old." I gasped in amusement.

"So that means that when I you turned 16, you dreamt about Grandma?!"

Grandpa nodded his head, smiling fondly at me.

Then he frowned, like as if he had remembered something bad.

"What's wrong, Grandpa?" I asked, worried about what could be bothering him.

He sighed.

"Oh, it's nothing, Will." He responded while standing up and putting me down.

"Now, I believe it's past your bedtime, and your mom will be absolutely mad at me if she finds out I've been keeping you awake."

"I won't tell her." I whispered holding my pinky out.

"Let it be our secret." He whispered back, intertwining his pinky with mine.

"Now off to bed." I walked hurriedly to my bed and climbed, feeling sleepy.

"Good night, Grandpa." I murmured.

"Good night, Will." And that was the last thing I heard before falling into a deep sleep.

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It had been 10 years now since I first heard the word "Soulmate". Grandpa told me almost everything that he knew about soulmates back then.

Almost everything.

I am 17 now, so yes, that means I know who my Soulmate is.

His name is Nico di Angelo. He just turned 16 and lives in Italy, with his mother and sister.

And our love story is most likely heartbreaking.

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Back when I was 7, when Grandpa told me about soulmates, he forgot, well most like he avoided to mention what happened with the other 1% of the world population.

So now we all know that Aphrodite was the creator of the Soulmate Dreams (Chiron told us). It makes sense, really, being the nosy Goddess of love she is, she couldn't bare to see such waste of interesting love stories.

That is why decided to create the Dreams, to have a little entertainment.

It was pretty good at the beginning to be honest, but as soon as Zeus realized what had happened, he ordered Aphrodite to reverse it.

Then they all realized it couldn't be undone so they started thinking about what could they do to give humans a lesson as well.

Bingo!

1% of the population would, indeed, have a Soulmate, but no, it could not be possible for them to be together.

Why?

Oh well you see, because they would be born in completely different eras!

Amazing! Right?

No, not at all.

It was NOT fair that MY soulmate, MY boyfriend lived in the 1940's! 

It was NOT fair that we got to be part of the godsdamn  1% that would die a their twenties.

It was NOT fair, that I couldn't have a future with Nico.

Every single night I would dream about him. About his perfect, almost pitch black eyes, his pale skin, his lips...

Sometimes I would wonder what would it feel like to kiss him, to hold him.

To BE with him.

There was no use in crying. Tears couldn't give me what I wanted them most. Who I loved the most.

I had to accept my destiny: I couldn't be with Nico no matter how many nights I had cried myself to sleep. How many nights had I prayed to the Gods to give me a chance. To give US a chance.

I would spend most of my time sleeping. That was the only way in which Nico and I could see each other, and even though we hugged in the dream, once you're back in your reality, it all fades away, and sadness is back.

When I told my friends about this, Piper and Annabeth were so affected by it, that Percy and Jason wouldn't leave their sides for a whole week.

Eventually, I told Chiron about my situation. He let out a large sigh and looked at me with eyes full of sadness.

Even Mr. D seemed worried about our situation!

I had accepted my fate long ago. There was nothing I could do to change it and I had to make sure I enjoyed the last 3 years that I had left.

That was my life.

That was my story.

Or so I thought.

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Part 2 will be out soon!!!

I hope you all are doing well and are staying safe.

I'll be back soon.

-Niffler.