*Hey guys, so here's my Silena/Beckendorf story! I figured I should write a real story about their relationship and not a one-shot or after death thing, not bashing those though! I can't have been the only one who wondered how these two got together! Anyway, here it is! Disclaimer: Rick Riordan owns PJO, review and favorite*
~Chapter 1: New Friends~
Silena's POV:
My dad just dropped me off in front of camp and said goodbye. I had about 3 suitcases, each Louis Vuitton, and they were NOT light. Don't get me wrong, I'm not as superficial or label-crazed as my brothers or sisters, but being a daughter of Aphrodite there is a longing for stylish things. The only thing that wasn't designer was the necklace my grandma gave me, the school year after my first summer at camp. It was a locket, with a picture of me and my dad and me and my grandma. It was silver, with small intricate links, and it shone bright in the sun. It was my most prized piece of jewelry. I never let anyone touch it; period.
As I stumbled across the hill and towards the pine tree, my sandal fell off and my jacket ripped a bit on the sleeve. A couple seconds later my suitcases were on the ground, and I flopped on top of them, chin in my hands. I humphed and stared off in the distance, wondering how to get each of my suitcases from point A to point B with little effort. Today didn't seem like my day. I just sat there, the sun beating on my back and chin in my hands, until the sun somehow disappeared.
I turned around to see one of the kids from the Hephaestus cabin, Charles Beckendorf in fact, standing behind me. He was wearing the regular Camp Half Blood orange shirt with tattered jeans with little burns on them. His hands were huge and he had warm, chocolatey eyes. "Need help with your bags?" he asked, laughing a little.
I shot up, straightening my dress. Today I wore a soft, cotton bustier dress, with purple flowers. My jean jacket was a little worse for wear, but otherwise I was totally fine. I even found my leather gladiators and silver jewelry my mom gave me for my birthday last year. I smoothed down my hair and smiled, "Actually yeah I kinda do…too much stuff this summer." I said, staring at my bags.
"Hey, no problem, Silena; glad to help," he said, grabbing two of my suitcases easily, which I was kind of surprised at, but he is a Hephaestus kid after all. As we walked to my cabin, it was oddly silent.
"So hey, Charlie, what's been going on at camp?" I asked. He exhaled.
"Whoah, you're the first one to call me Charlie here.." he started, sounding wistful. I turned a little red.
"Oh geez, sorry, I didn't know you didn't like nicknames. Gods I'm sorry-". I started, talking really fast. I know a lot of people at camp are nervous around or afraid of Charles, but I never was. I don't know why, but he never intimidated me.
"Oh, no, don't worry about it. It's actually pretty cool," he said, smiling down at me. His voice was actually really soothing and deep. We arrived at the Barbie house which is my cabin, complete with make-up and designer perfume. I stopped at the door. "I'd hate to pry, but can you help me carry them to my bunk? If you don't want to, I get it…" I trailed off, I didn't want to use him.
"Sure thing," he said, following me inside. I reached my bunk, with its own under-bed drawers for the counselor. Charlie set my suitcases at the end of my bunk, straightened up, and stared around at the cabin.
"It smells….great in here." He said, turning slowly. I laughed and shook my head.
"Yeah, my sisters are a little addicted to perfume," I said, smiling, "thanks for helping me with my bags though." I finished.
"No problem, hey, I'll see you in arts and crafts class," he said, turning away. I turned to put away my things, but my locket swung around my neck and caught on a hook. With a snap, it fell to the ground. I pretty much panicked. Wait, Charlie! I ran out the door and saw Charlie, about 30 feet ahead, walking into his cabin.
"Charles! Hey, Charles, I need your help!" I called out. He turned around and saw me running.
"What happened?" he asked hands up in front of him. I held up my necklace, which looked pitiful just swinging there. He took it his hands, surprisingly delicately even with his huge hands. "How did this happen?" he asked, looking at the broken link which was still bobbing from the broken necklace.
"It got caught on a hook and just popped apart," I squeaked, "please fix it, my grandma gave it to me." He looked up with a really focused look on his face, but softened when he must've seen how panicked I was.
"Alright, why don't you come with me, it won't take very long," he said, waving me into his cabin this time. Inside the Hephaestus cabin was dark, lit by buttons and dials. The bunks looked like they came down from the walls. Charlie led me to the forges, which I've only heard about. As we walked down, weapons lined the walls. Down in the forges, there was surprisingly no one.
"Where are your brothers and sisters?" I asked, looking around.
"They're testing all the weapons they made this week. Just to make sure they're safe." He said, sitting down at a deserted table. I sat down across from him, still staring around the room. There were a bunch of tools and machines that I was scared to touch, worried I'd break a nail and finger. I hadn't even noticed Charlie working on the necklace the whole time. He already had the broken link reshaped, and had some weird little tiny blow torch, it looked specially made to reach small areas.
"Whoah, how'd you do that so fast?" I asked, incredulous. He just chuckled.
"Well, being a son of Hephaestus, you can fix things like lightning," he explained, smiling to himself.
"Wow, that's amazing. I can barely fix a loose screw in my curling iron," I marveled.
"I bet you have special things, being a daughter of Aphrodite and all," he said, looking up.
"Well, I wasn't blessed with charmspeak, but if you count perfect make-up and impeccable sewing skills as special, I'm your girl." I smiled.
Beckendorf chuckled, "Alright, if we have any loose strings, I'll call you."
"Alright, but if I need any lifting or jewelry repair, you got me, right?" I asked, laughing back.
"Here you go, good as new," he said, holding up my necklace.
"Oh my gods, thank you so much! I don't know what I'd do without it!" while I talked, he opened the locket and saw the pictures.
"Is this your dad?" he asked.
"Yeah, and that's my grandma," I replied, smiling down at the pictures.
"That's really sweet," he said, smiling at me. I took back my necklace softly and clasped it around my neck.
"Anyway, thanks for repairing it, you're a lifesaver."
"No problem, see you in crafts." He replied. I walked back to my cabin, and thought to myself, looks like the little Aphrodite girl made a new friend.
*Well, what do you think? Review and tell me what you think? Oh and I know there's released info from the Demigod Files, but I don't want to use the story from there. So I'm not including anything from the Files, because I don't know the story that well. Review and favorite!*