"Name, please?" the ghost asked. I was staring at my picture of Silena when the ghost called. Another half-blood, whom I had never seen before, punched my arm. He had shaggy dark brown hair, dark eyes, and wore a camp half-blood t-shirt, with a poison stain on it.
"Oh, uh," I said. Oh, perfect. I had forgotten my name. "Charles Beckendorf," I stuttered out, putting the picture back in my pocket. The ghost gave me an annoyed look. I felt my cheeks become red. The ghost typed something in the computer slowly with two fingers. This kind of stuff annoyed me, being a son of Hephaestus. I clenched my fists.
"Charles Brandon Beckendorf, son of Hephaestus. Seventeen years old, brown hair, green eyes. Goes by 'Beckendorf', girlfriend Silena Beauregard, daughter of Aphrodite," the ghost read off, scrolling down a page. I totally blushed this time as he read off (I think it was a he) 'girlfriend'.
"Yeah, that's me," I said in a small voice. Okay, let's get this straight. Yes, everything the ghost said was true. Notice that I said "was". Silena would have moved on; she was a strong person. But I still missed her. I didn't really care that I was dead. I had to make sure Silena was okay. Gods, if she wasn't… I would have killed myself, but only gods can die more than once, and they would come back. Wait… what?
"According to this Hephaestus report, you're going to Elysium." My jaw dropped open. I hadn't done anything to deserve it. The only thing I had ever done was blow up a ship, and that wasn't very big against any other thing a regular hero would do. I didn't want any of the glory. I just wanted to be with Silena, be at camp, see my mom, and win the war for the gods.
"E-e-Elysium?" I asked in disbelief. "My dad did that… for me?" The half-blood behind me rolled his eyes.
"Yes, now follow the green path until you get to the gates. A guide will show you to your home." He handed me a slip of paper. I looked down the green path. It was covered in clovers and grass. Reluctantly, I followed the path. A girl about twelve or thirteen met me. I had been looking down at my shoes. I had to accept death, and the fact that I was going to Elysium. That was a lot to take in.
"Hello," she began in a bored voice, "I'm Bianca, and welcome to-" I looked up and she looked surprised. Scared, almost. The girl wore a silver jacket, dark jeans, and a white shirt. "B-b-Beckendorf?" she asked. I recognized the face immediately. It was Bianca Di Angelo, Nico's older- and deceased-sister.
Yeah, I know, this is probably my worst. But I had the idea and decided I needed to do something with Beckendorf and Silena. Sorry for the hanger, but I PROMISE I'll post the second chapter the next time I get internet, 'cause I'll be at my grandparents' and they don't get internet and they won't let me stakeout at the . PLEASE REVIEW! NO flames please.