A/N: All suggestions are open for which characters you'd like to see in a future chapter of mine. Just review who you want to see below! I have around nine characters I'm planning of doing already, but just in case you'd like to see anyone else. I'm mainly focusing on our less developed, more hated characters, but I won't mind doing some of our favorite main characters.
Disclaimer: All characters belong to Rick Riordan
Bitterly alone. All she is, is bitterly alone.
She sits on her throne, day in day out, alone. Bitterly alone. Aphrodite had made sure of that, hadn't she? "You will not find love where you wish or where you hope. No demigod shall heal your heart."
"Praetor, we need your help."; "Praetor, the enemies are approaching quickly."; "Praetor, we must be on our way."; "What are your orders?"; "What should we do?"
It never stopped, sometimes she wondered if she was truly cut out for this job.
How could she be the hero, when she couldn't save those who mattered? When she wasn't strong enough, no no, never strong enough, and things only got worse and more intimidating. When she had to watch the two she'd fallen for simply love others, rule an entire Legion single handedly, with more enemies rising, approaching, getting closer, stronger.
"Reyna, get out of the way!" Hylla shrieked, blood staining her clothes and her own blood gushing down her hairline.Reyna, a young child, was paralyzed with fear as a pirate went to slice her to bits with his old fashioned sword. Hylla roared in defiance snd snatched up a sword from a fallen pirate, running in front of Reyna to protect her. The pirate's sword landed on Hylla's sword instead of on his original target, Reyna. Hylla stumbled backwards, face that of a warrior.
She wasn't strong enough then, she wasn't strong enough now. So Reyna sat there with her flawless poker face, as always.
The chair crashed down on Hylla, drawing blood. Reyna's vision blurred and she broke the glass case nearby, shards cutting deep into her flesh, glass shattering everywhere. With her bloody hands, she gripped the family sword out of the case and stabbed, impaling her father right where he stood. Julian Ramirez-Arellano crashed to his knees, blood soaking through his shirt, his face contorted in pain. He cursed Reyna, Hylla watching in horror, as he slowly morphed into a mania. Hylla harshly grabbed Reyna's arm and dragged her out the doorway, and then they both broke out into a sprint. Tears were streaming down Reyna's cheek.
She wasn't strong enough to exercise restraint. To hold back the warrior she was inside. She wasn't strong enough alone, and the humilation, it all just stung. She longed for affection, to be loved. Both had rejected her, the Greek sea boy, and the Roman sky one. She had no one to share the burden with, to help ease the pain. She desperately needed that love, that love that Hylla only had ever showed her, but Hylla was Queen now. Queen of the Amazons.
So Reyna picks up her broken shards inside, days pass, the same tedious routine continues. She picks up the shards, holds them close to her chest, and trudges on, conquering with her poker face, the one that reveals the wounds inside that shall never be healed. Her demeanor and exterior is nothing short of a warrior, though the need still burns inside, she replaces it, well rather covers it, with a different fire. A passionate, powerful flame to continue on. But those shards still cut her skin, deep, wounds that'll never heal. The longing only grows stronger.
Yet she is still, simply, bitterly alone.
A/N: It was only my first one, so I'm sure it wasn't the best, but I hope to get better. Hope you enjoyed, please review! Don't forget to review which characters you'd like to see in the future as well. Thanks!