Valjean's soliloquey

Frank was kneeling on the floor in a middle of a corridor; he didn't notice the coldness of the stone floor he was kneeling on, or the beautiful art on the wall depicting Pan and The wild.

He always know of this church but never really thought about what they did growing up hungry always looking for food. Then when the one time he decided not to sit back and watch his sister suffer, he got caught. Unlucky.

He had just finished reading over his yellow piece of paper for what felt like the millionth time since he acquired it for he would always be known as Frank Zhang 'a dangerous man' was he dangerous?

He was thinking over his decisions and about stealing from these good people if a man steals from good people what does that make him.

"What have I done sweet Hera? What have I done?" he whispered to himself. "Become a thief in the night, become a dog on a run." Not a very good thief he thought to himself.

"Have I fallen so far and the hour so late and nothing remains but the cries of my hate, the cries in the dark where nobody hears. Here I stand the turning of the years." He stood up and started walking slowly backwards.

"If there's another way to go I missed a twenty long years ago. My life was a war that could never be won. They gave me a number and they murdered Zhang." His voice hissing down the corridor. "When they chained me and left me for stealing a mouthful of bread."

He stopped as a thought occurred to him he pushed a hand through his non-existent hair, tears welling up in his eyes. "Yet why did I allow this man, to touch my soul and teach me love." That may be going a bit too far mate. His sub-conscious told him but he paid it no notice.

"He treated me like any other" he wiped away the tears before they sprang free and ran a hand up his face. "He gave me his trust, he called be 'brother'" he shook his head trying to rid himself of the memory of the good man.

"My life he claims for the gods above. Can such things be? For I have come to hate the world." He suddenly clenched his hands by his sides and turned angry. "This world that always hated me."

He started moving forward just as slowly as before. "Take an eye for an eye. Turn your heart into stone. This is all I have lived for." He punched himself in the chest "this is all I have known." He strode forward until he reached the door where he stopped himself put too hands against the door and leaned his head in the middle of them.

"One word from and I'd be back. Beneath the lash upon the rack." He lifted his face up so he was looking towards the ceiling. "Instead he offers me my freedom; I feel my shame inside me like a knife." He twisted himself around so his back was leaning against the door.

"He told me that I had a soul, how does he know?" he slid down the door until he was sitting with his legs curled up against him. "Is there another way to go?"

He lifted himself off the door until he was kneeling just next to it. "I am reaching but I fall. And the night is closing in. As I stare into the void. To the whirlpool of my sin." A sudden Idea came to him and he stood up excitedly.

"I'll escape now from that world. From the world of Frank Zhang." He spun round opened the door and started to march towards the edge of the cliff across the graveyard. "Frank Zhang is nothing now." He took out his yellow piece of paper and ripped it in half. "Another story must (rip) begiiiii(rip) -iiiiiiii(rip)inn" and with a grunt he threw the pieces off the cliffs edge. And for the first time in 20 years he truly felt free of his chains.

He stood there for a while contemplating what he had just done he heard someone approach him. He didn't turn around and spoil the moment he just let them walk up to him and stand beside him.

"You know that's not exactly what I had in mind." Grover finally said as they both watched the sun set in the distance.

"You saw?" The man formally known a Frank asked curious about the good man's reaction.

"Couldn't really help it really. You tend to get curious when someone randomly starts singing in your usually quite church." He said with a smile. He didn't have to look to know of the blush forming on the previously singing man's face. "Where will you go now?" he asked more curious that he had a plan then the actual destination.

"Where ever the fates take me" he said swinging his head around and meeting the priest's eyes. They both smiled and hugged. They patted each other's backs like old friends. Ex-Frank pulled away first. "Thank you for the help friend. I really must be going." He began to walk away to the chapel to get his belongings.

"I will see you in the fields." The man formally known as Frank then stopped and looked back to see the good man looking pointedly at him.

"I will try." He said determinedly and turned away to go inside the chapel whilst the man who had just saved his soul enjoyed the end of a very long day.

(A/N):

Added abit of my own stuff in there might have skipped out a line in the song because I'm just watching the film and writing down what they say I have no idea what the hades he said.

Yay a few more boring chapters then the fun chapters and you'll be seeing:

Hazel as Fantine, Annabeth as Cossette and Percy as Marius because I wanted the main two to be together but I didn't want Cossettes' mum to be Athena because she and frank have no interactions in the main storyline of 'H of O'.

Will throw in some others, you may be a bit angry with where I am placing a few characters but I'm sure Artemis's hunters are all in fact 'lovely ladies'