'Ello.
I actually quite like this story; I didn't plan on making it very long but I can't plan what I'm supposed to do for homework.
Like for example how I'm supposed to be finishing my 225 point assignment that's due tomorrow….
Anyway, this is Piper McLean's view; I hope you like it.
Enjoy :)
Scared.
Piper McLean was scared.
She didn't want to admit it; especially when she knew that their dysfunctional family was weak and needed all the support it could get, but she was. She was scared of the war, she was scared of what would happen, she was scared of losing or dying, she was scared for Jason and Hazel and Frank and Leo and Nico.
She was terrified for Percy and Annabeth.
She wanted to be brave and strong like Hazel who kept back her emotions to take care of the remaining demigods like a mature soldier and mother. Hazel shouldn't have to have to take care of them all. Hazel was the one who knew Percy; not Piper, not Leo. Hazel deserved to grieve but no one told her she could and she took control. Piper should help her. It was the very least she could do, for Annabeth, for Percy, for the others breaking down just as much as she was.
But all Piper wanted to do was curl up in a ball and cry.
She had cried for hours when she finally ran out of tears but still felt awful. After sobbing for a period of time, Piper became resentful and screamed into her tear-soaked pillow as rage coursed through her veins. When she didn't have anymore fire, she simply gave up and the final stage was set. Fear. So much fear. Fear of the future. Fear of the present. Feat of the past.
And there was nothing she could do.
She knew she should help Hazel but she couldn't get herself up and at it.
Until she heard a scream.
Immediately Piper shot out of her bed, scrambled for the forsaken knife at her bedside and ran to the door. The scream; it sounded like Hazel and in the short few seconds it took Piper to get up and to the scream, her fear put the worst possible scenarios in her head.
She was definitely not expecting what she saw.
She expected blood, or tears or monsters.
What she did see was Nico di Angelo slowly being burned to ash.
She didn't move; she just couldn't, so she stood still with her mouth open as Hazel desperately tried to slake the fire. Then she gasped for air and ran to him.
The air was burning.
The boys came just quickly but reacted quicker than Piper did. They four of them fought the flames, taking water and trying to make the flames die out. Piper snapped at Leo when he lost control and burst into flames. Eventually she realized she would not be much help so she took the sobbing and screaming Hazel by her hands and pulled away from her brother, letting the boys do what they could. And as she held Hazel, feeling her friend soaking her shirt with tears and screaming curses and hatred into oblivion, Piper felt scared.
Soooooooooo, Whatchya' think? I already had most of this written when I decided to post it but I haven't even started Chp 4. Please Read and Review; PLEASE IT MAKES MY LIFE SO WORTHWHILE. I hope you liked it!
-Firelily