We Were Born For This?

by Narniacs unite

Four demi-gods from four different cabins. Two of "Big Three" blood, two not. Four hearts to break or keep whole. Lives to save and souls to lose. The battles and the aftermath that define them all. Come see what Thalia, Luke, Annabeth and Percy really have to say! Drabble wars prompt challenge six response.ALL OF THE DRABBLES WILL BE AU in one way or another.

Chapter 0: If you love something-Thalia

Chapter Warnings: AU, mentions of past character 'death' (of sorts), implications of betrayal and hurt. Also you should probably have tissues handy when reading this story as it will get sad at times. Chapter Rating: T

Chapter photograph prompt: picture number 3 A/N: This is from Thalia's point of view. Also I do not ship Annabeth/Luke, I ship Thalia/Luke and Annabeth/Percy. This chapter will have brief mentions of past Thalia/Luke and current Percy/Annabeth but that's it.
Disclaimer (for all chapters): I do not own, in any way, shape or form, The Percy Jackson and the Olmypians series or the characters thereof. I only play in the sandbox. No profits were made from this piece of fanfiction.

"If you Love something, set it free. If it comes back to you, it is yours." I don't know who said that, but whoever it was, I sure hope they're right. I think this as I trudge though the winter's snow heading for the hill that marks the camp's utmost boundary, a birdcage in my left hand and a closed umbrella in my right. As soon as I reach the crest of the hill, I kneel beside the pine-that once was formed from my dying body and my spirit by my father Zeus- and unlatch the birdcage. "Okay," I say. A tear falls from my eye and makes it's way down my face slowly.

"Okay," I repeat louder this time, "This bird is symbolic of the son of Hermes called Luke Castellan, who many, gods and half-bloods alike say is a traitor. I am releasing it as a symbolic gesture of releasing my feelings of Love for Luke. If it comes back than I will have no choice but presume that Luke returns my feelings. Otherwise I will presume that he does not and will move on with my life."

I stand up, one hand brushing the pine tree's bark for a moment, reliving that horrible summer day-my defiant war cries as I fought the army my Lord Uncle Hades had sent to kill me, the sounds of the three arrows that sealed my fate being loosed from their bows, Luke, Annabeth and Grover's cries of my name and "Thals! No" and Luke's "Thals! Love You! So much!"- then I open the umbrella and turn around, "Goodbye Luke," I whisper, "I still love you.."

Then I turn and start trudging back down the hill. I pause part way down the hill and look back, half-hoping the bird has left the cage, flown overhead a few times and then doubled back to the cage. But it's still sitting there in the cage as if it's completely confused and maybe it is. I pause but a moment longer and then continue down the hill and back to my cabin. I'm too emotionally drained to consider doing much right now. The camp's borders are strong and that's most important. I silently offer a prayer to Aphrodite, "Please, Goddess of Love and Beauty, let the bird find Luke and let him send it back to me. Please, Aphrodite, please."

Then I retreat into my cabin, grab two pieces of the chocolates Annabeth gave me and hurry back into the cold. I rush to the dining pavilion and offer both pieces to the brazier, whispering, "Zeus, Aphrodite, accept my offerings and answer my earlier prayers. Please." Then I retreat back to my cabin and read until I hear the conch shell signal that it's time for dinner. I'm so fucking strong and brave and defintiely not one of those weepy girls but lately seeing all the couples at camp, I've been getting depressed. Plus my baby brother Jason's birthday is coming up. I usually get a bit depressed around then so i guess this whole other thing is on top of the 'Is Jason alive or dead?' thing I usually feel and think about a lot at this time of year.