If only I could see you once again…But how can I rise up?
How could I compare? To the hero I need to be.
The father how was never there.

I'm running, but from what? I don't know, and I don't dear look back. The sun is going down-Is that good? Will it make the monster stronger? Most likely yes, it must be a monster chasseing me. There's a girl up in my point of view, she's scared, and I'm trying to get to her. But there's a problem, I don't know her, yet I need to save her. Just then the bridge she's on gives out. The girl screams my name as I dive of the bridge to save her. I hit the ice cold water. My face feels frozen, my limbs hurt-yet I try and look for the girl.

I woke in a cold sweat again, I had been having that dream for the past few nights now and well-It's pretty weird, I looked over to my left to see everyone else just getting up. Thinking fast; I grab my clothes for the day and dash over to the bathroom in our cabin. Because you don't want to be at the back of the line-trust me when I say you don't.

My day started some what like this:

9:05) Breakfast

10:05) Arts and crafts (witch I by the way suck at)

11:30) Archery (More of Apollo's thing)

12:07) Lunch

2:03) visit Thalia's tree.

2:15) Hangs out with Grover and Annabeth.

3:00) busting the Stoll brothers (in other words, my little brothers)

4:00) sword practice (now we're talking!)

You see, I love sword fighting-in fact I'm really good at it. Some times when I get mad because my dad is never paying any attention to me, I go to the battle arena to calm down. Here, let's look at it this way. It's like throwing a tantrum-but not at the same time. You know?

Anyways after a little while I heard some giggling, I looked over to see two little girls hiding by the armory room, I sighed. You see Annabeth has a crush on me-But me being, well just me. I never got the guts to point it out. So I played dumb, and looked up. Both the girls stopped giggling and made their way out.

I sighed and got back to working on my moves. It was easy working with swords I find. But only if it's balanced. And mostly every one I'd take wasn't really balanced. I had tried almost every one of them-but one...It lay in the back of the armory room behind lots of junk. I walked over and pushed the shields and old Greek helmets out of my way-Oh and in the progress I almost got my head cut off. Finally, I was in the most weird posses ever ,with my arm reaching out just to get the handle of the blade. 'Just a little more and u-'

"Got it!" I called out to no one. Now all I had to do was get out-Oh shit. Getting in was badish, I wonder how bad it would be to get out? Man, if Thalia were here, she'd be laughing at me right about now...If she was here. I got out about an hour later, with some scratches and marks on my arms and legs.
I looked down at my self-and then the sword in my hand. And u wanna know the funny thing? It felt just right.
Was it worth it?
Yes, you could say that.

I walked back to my cabin just as the horn blew for dinner. Okay, so let my just inform u that here at camp we go in order-And let me just say; it suck's. I mean, the Hermes cabin is number 11, the last cabin in all of camp half blood, but I guess I should probable shut the hell up for the unclaimed ones all the way in the back. In fact, that's one of the many reason's why I hate the gods so much. I don't care if there my family! If they really cared for us all, then why is there so many unclaimed kids-so many of us dead because they can't even be bothered with us!
Oh sorry, I suppose I should stop now. I mean I could keep going and fill this hole story with so many reason's why I hate the Greek gods-But that not what your here to read. So any ways I got my food and sat next to my unclaimed friend Ethan Nakamura.
Ethan glanced over at me with a smile. "Hay Luke, what's u?" he asked, I gave him a smirk "The sky, duh." I said, we both laughed for a moment for no good reason. "Okay, fine u got me there. But if I must ask, what happened to your arms?" Ethan asked. I sighed looking at them. "Cozing trouble." I replied. Ethan shook his head. "I don't even want to know." he said. I gave him a light punch and told him to shut the hell up.

After dinner Ethan and I were on our way back to the only safe enough place to call home-The Hermes cabin. Even if I had brothers and sisters, they were only half's.; so really not home. Maybe it's just me. I walked over to my bed and waited for our camp counselor to call it a day. Some on named Chris walked up to me, he'd only joined camp a week age. "Hay Luke!" he said, I looked up from my green diary (not that it maters or any of your business)and gave Chris a half smile "Hay, how can I help u?" I said. Chris scoffed and looked out and over to Thalia's tree...The girl who had died saving her friends...The girl who stole my heart. "I just wanted to know if I'll ever be claimed." he said, I felt my heart tear. "You will, and you will get out of hear." I said pulling Chris into a hug.
"I promise."

Okay, I tried to control my dreams. But that's not easy when your a demigod. That night I could of sworn Thalia was trying to hunt me-In my dreams I had a re-peat of what happened on Camp half hill.

Their breaths came in short gasps and their legs burned with effort as they ran up that hill, the promise of safety being the only thing that kept their aching bodies moving forward.

That, and the horde of monster forty meters away that was closing in fast.

Luke was in the lead, his long legs advancing more than any of the demigods present. But his steps were hasty and uncoordinated, almost making him trip once, twice.

Annabeth was not as lucky. She was in the middle, trying to keep up with Luke's long strides in her shorter legs. Her hair was matted, and her jeans' knees were tinted green from having fallen so many times.

Thalia could not tell for sure, but she thought she saw tears slid down her face and she pressed her lips together in a futile attempt to not cry. Even in movement, she could see her little body racking as each sob stroke.

The terrain was irregular; the night was dark except for the occasional slash of lighting that lit up the sky. A storm was coming.

Thalia heard Grover gloat in horror as he looked back over his shoulder. The sound startled Annabeth, who tripped and lost her balance at once, her legs finally giving up and folding beneath her.

"Luke! Luke!" Thalia's throat was raw from the cold air when she noticed Annabeth's fall. Her words were lost in the fierce wind around her, mingled with the roars of the various monster and the crunching of snapping branches as they gave way to heavy feet.

Luke chose that moment to look back. He immediately turned back in his tracks. Every muscle in his body was screaming in protest and his face was flushed, but he could not just leave them behind.

Thalia was dragging an unmoving Annabeth as best as she could. Grover was just too far ahead to have noticed anything that was happening. The three demigods were on their own.

Luke stooped and lifted Annabeth up. She was very pale and had a bloody gash in her forehead, but otherwise she was uninjured.

A lighting lit the somber scene in a flash of ethereal light, and they were able to see back and make out the figures of the monsters, now so very close.

It was with a sinking realization that Thalia knew they wouldn't make it. Not like this, not all four. She knew what she had to do.

The wind howled in her ears, and the lightings in the sky became more and more frequent as a storm approached, as if all the gods were against her newfound decision, but it was too late: she would not back down.

Her heart beats became erratically frequent, it felt like her heart knew it had minutes, seconds left and was in a frenzied hurry. Thump, thump, thump. Tick, tock.

The cold wind and rain beat against her ruthlessly, but Thalia felt numb. It was only when warmer fingers wrapped around her wrist that she was jarred back to the very present.

She stared at the fingers, uncomprehending, until her electric gaze made its way upward and dug into his.

Luke, who in the dim light looked so much like little Jason, Thalia thought, her heart wrenching in sadness. The same shade of blond and the same forget-me-not blue eyes.

Those same forget-me-not eyes who now were looking at her, scrutinizing her, but not critically so. They were looking for an explanation for her actions, but she had none.

Another lightning; Zeus was watching, she was sure of it. Well, let him watch, Thalia thought bitterly. A bit too late to worry about me, dad.

Thalia took a shuddering breath and then she stepped away from Luke.

"No." His voice was hoarse, but determined. "No, Thalia, you can't-"

"We won't make it!" Thalia snapped harshly as reality crushed into her. Luke's face contorted and his body recoiled at her venom-filled words, but in no time he was closer than before. Annabeth began to stir in his arms and Luke swiftly placed her on the wet grass. Thalia watched quietly.

"Run, child, run!" Luke said to Annabeth. She shot one last look at them, she did not even question his order, before scurrying as fast as she could to where Grover was.

Luke gripped Thalia's shoulders tightly, trying to hold her down, and she wrapped her hands around his wrists, refusing to do so.

A choked sound escaped Thalia's lips as an immense sadness washed over her. It was all over now, she could feel it. She never had a chance.

Thalia felt the urge to say something to him, anything, everything. She opened her lips and struggled for words, but she didn't find any. Her thoughts were no longer coherent.

An expression of utter defeat crossed Luke's handsome features and Thalia thought anxiously that he would finally let her go. She didn't want that. That would mean that there was no option left for her than facing the oncoming army.

A fierce determination rippled for a moment in his face, but before Thalia could figure out what that meant, Luke's lips had already crashed into hers.

It was a brief kiss which combined desire, yearning and desperation. A warm feeling spread inside both of them, and they momentarily forgot where they were.

But, like all things, it was ephemeral.

She separated herself somewhat reluctantly from him and pushed him firmly in the direction of very top of the hill. He started running after Annabeth with one last sidelong glance.

Thalia turned back now to face the monsters, got Aegis ready and set and her fingers wrapped individually onto her sword's hilt. Her mouth curled into a disdainful snarl.

A mere façade, for Zeus' daughter was, for once, at a loss.

She knew she would (had) to go down, and she would do so fighting until her very last breath, but that was not what left her in such a state.

She had finally found the words that seemed lost to her before.

Thalia shook her head. She uttered a war cry before plunging into a battle in which she was hopelessly destined to lose, those not even uttered last words resonating aimlessly in her thoughts.

Join me Luke Castellan, your father let her die. He let Thalia die! Not u child. The voice said. I care unlike your father. Join me to over throw the gods. The voice said, and that voice was named Kronos.

I woke in a cold sweat and crying silently. I need to run. I thought. I swung my body out of bed and garbed some camp clothes and stuffed them in a bag.
I kept running up the hill, not looking back.
"No, Luke!" some one called. Great I wasn't alone. I kept running. What is he doing here? I thought. I wanted the pain to end. I wanted it all to end. I was so close to the boundaries now, just a few more feet to climb. I came to flat ground and right up ahead was the tree that marked the boundaries. I ran to the tree. The rain started to hit hear now.
My legs felt weak and I tripped, falling onto my face. "Luke, I can't let u do this!" call the same voice. I let lose a sob. why was this man so content on ruining my life?
I tried to get up but something hand crawled on top of me, holding me down. The man picked me off the muddy ground and dragged me right back down the hill, it was my father Hermes. I struggled to get away from him, looking back at the boundaries that held me from my freedom. I was crying even more harder.
Chiron meet us at the bottom. "Thank you, so lucky u saw him in this storm." he said, the turned to me. "Luke don't ever do that again child, you could of been killed." I looked away form them. "Luke my son-" Hermes started. "Don't-don't you dare call me as one of your own Hermes! You let Thalia die!" I hissed. Chiron sighed. "Go back to your cabin Luke. Well will speak no more of this."
I took off running back to my cabin. That's how it always was. Some day I'll leave and never be turned in-

Some day soon...

(Okay guys, now I want u to let me know if I should up date. Let me know how good of a job I did on Luke and his hate for the gods. Oh and I'm gonna be just like uncle Rick now so get ready to hate me but, IF I UP DATE I'LL ADD NICO AND BIANCA AND PERCY AND RACHEL! YES HE MET ALL OF THEM BEFORE ON HIS QUEST! OH AND FOR THOSE LEO FANS OUT THERE-HIS IN HERE TO! LET'S NOT FORGET PIPER AND JASON! Well bye guys. Banana Jump!)