A/N: Hey guys, first of all, I want to state for this chapter that I do not own Postcard by Bridgit Mendler. I loved the song, and I thought it worked for the band's whole "we don't write about love" thing. It's never really been a thing, but they've never written about love, so. Anyway, enjoy.
Mo's POV
We sat in the flat bed of the truck, Ray, Charlie, and I sat on the right side of the bed, Wen, Olivia, and Stella on the left. Percy, Annabeth, and Grover sat in the back seat of the truck, Scott riding shotgun, and Christine driving. We were on some empty road. Christine said it would be better to take a more scenic route because it would be harder for monsters to find us. Suddenly the car swerved to the left, Ray, Charlie and I went flying into the others.
"HAHA! You guys should have seen your faces!" Came from the pit of the truck.
"Ow." I mumbled, struggling to get up.
"Not funny Christine!" Charlie called. He grabbed my elbow gently to help me up, "You okay?"
"Yeah I'm fine, just a little pissed off." I said glaring into the truck.
"Thank Gods I was writing in pencil," Olivia said. I looked up to see her going through her bag looking for an eraser.
"Hey, you writing songs without me?" Wen questions picking up the notebook.
"Oh, it's not that good." Olivia said trying to get the book back from Wen, unsuccessfully.
"You're right, it's not good, it's great," Wen was looking over the lyrics.
"Let's hear it." I said.
"Uh, okay."
Olivia started clapping a little tune, which Charlie started emulating.
"I wanna play with your race cars
I'm not a Barbie doll, throw me your baseball
I wanna get on your team and get my hands a little dirty
I heard from a little birdy that
You don't think I can take it
Or that I'm made for it
Or that I got it in my bones
So what makes you think that
It's boys only
No girls allowed
But there's no way
You can keep us out
You can't bring us down
If I feel it burning in my core then
I'll take that
Bright little spark
And I'll hold it
Tighter in my heart
Then all your little darts
If you say I'll never reach the moon
I'll send you a postcard soon...
What if he's into fashion
Or if he likes ballet, doesn't get the time of day
Cause he's build for the field but feels like his love is somewhere else
And no matter what he felt,
They told him he couldn't take it
Cause he's not made for it
He doesn't have it in his bones
So what makes you think that
It's girls only
No boys allowed
But there's no way
You can keep us out
You can't bring us down
If I feel it burning in my core then
I'll take that
Bright little spark
And I'll hold it
Tighter in my heart
Then all your little darts
If you say I'll never reach the moon
I'll send you a postcard soon...
It says: "Remember what you said back then and if I listened to you
I will never be where I stand"
And I've proven to these shoes that I'm takin' on the world and back again!
What makes you think its
Boys only
No girls allowed
But there's no way
You can keep us out
You can't bring us down
If I feel it burning in my core then
I'll take that
Bright little spark
And I'll hold it
Tighter in my heart
Then all your little darts
If you say I'll never reach the moon
I'll send you a postcard (soon)...
Soon
Send you a postcard soon..." By the end of the song we were all singing the chorus, Stella and I had figured out some awesome harmonies.
"Wen's right Olivia, that is great." I said patting her knee.
"Really? Cause I wasn't sure about it. There's still some work to do on it, I only have a melody and beat. There's still guitar, and bass, and piano." Olivia said frantically pointing to us.
"It's fine Liv. I have a bass line in my head that might work." I said.
"And I've got a guitar part that might work." Stella added.
"And I can work out some piano part." Wen said taking Olivia's hand, "Calm down. This is going to be awesome."
"HEY ROCKSTARS!" Christine yelled from the front seat. A groan came from the whole group. We all looked at Stella, considering Christine was her sister.
"What Christine?" Stella asked, not to nicely I might add.
"We've got a problem up ahead." Christine said worriedly.
"Has anybody noticed that we're not moving?" Ray said.
We all looked around, and he was right. The truck wasn't moving. We had gotten all occupied by the song that we hadn't noticed that we were stopped.
Olivia poked her head towards to road, she pulled her head in almost as soon as she put it out though.
"Olivia, what is it?" Wen asked.
"Janus." She said simply.
"Who?" I asked.
"Janus, Roman God of Choices." She said. "Roman."
We all looked around. This wasn't good. "One will be lost to someone who belongs in Rome." Charlie said.
"But the prophecy has already been wrong. It said that five would travel to the place they call home. There are eleven of us." I said.
"Yes but only seven live in Arizona. The others all live in New York." Ray said.
"Wait, what God was he?" Stella asked Olivia.
"God of Choices, Gateways, Beginnings and Endings. Basically, he knows the past and the future. He knows when someone is going to be born, and when they are going to die, and he can affect it. He's also not one of the nicer Gods, when it came to the Roman Titan War, he sided with the Titans, like most of the minor Gods." Olivia explained.
"He can affect people's deaths?" Wen asked.
"Yeah, which means, one of us could die." Olivia said. Tears were starting to brew in her eyes.
"Well it's not going to happen." I said. I looked at Olivia, "Liv, we're in this together. We all come back remember. We made a promise this morning, and I don't take my promises lightly. We're all coming out of this. Together." We all took hands, I even took Ray's hand.
"Together." We all said.
"If you guys are done bonding back there, he's getting closer." Christine shouted.
We all pulled out our weapons, and prepared for battle. We all hopped out of the back of the truck, the others hopped out of the front of the truck , their weapons ready.
"I come not to quarrel all of you." Janus said in a booming voice. He stood taller than the trees surrounding us.
"You mess with one of us, you mess with all of us." Stella said.
"I come to speak to the one called Mohini." Janus spoke again.
My eyes widened, I started to open my mouth, but Charlie grabbed my wrist, "Mo don't do this, he'll hurt you." I looked over at him, his face was close to mine.
I did something I never thought I would do, I kissed him. When I pulled back his face was full of surprise, "If it protects you, and the others, then I'll risk it." I said.
"Mo, no don't." But I had already started to walk forward.
"I'm Mohini." I said.
"Mo! What are you doing?" Stella yelled.
"Mohini Banjaree, you have a choice to make." Janus said.
"What must I choose?" I asked.
"Mo stop!" Olivia called.
"You must choose between the two. The two that have a place in your heart." Janus gave a glare.
"AAAAAAAH!" I looked behind me, Charlie and Scott were both down on the ground, clutching their heads, writhing in pain.
"Stop! STOP! PLEASE STOP!" I screamed. I tried to run to them, but I was blocked by a wall, and invisible wall.
"You can only choose one of them." Janus said.
"That's crazy, I won't choose." I said turning to him.
"Then they will both die." Janus glared again and their screams got louder.
I started to run forward, thrashing my whip, but I was stopped when he opened his mouth, "You kill me and they both die as well. Make your choice Mohini Banjaree. Make your choice."
"MO!" Charlie screamed, I looked over at him, tears falling from my eyes, "Don't listen to him, I'm fine. Kill him! KILL HIM!" Charlie continued writhing.
I didn't know what to do, everything happened in slow motion from that point. The band ran to Charlie, Ray and the others ran to Scott, the band screaming for me to pick Charlie, Ray and Christine screaming for me to pick Scott, Annabeth, Percy and Grover all remained silent, looking at me with looks as though they understood how I was feeling. I couldn't hear anything but their screams. How could I choose? I loved them both, Scott had been my first love, and he was always going to be that, my first love, I couldn't let him die. Then there was Charlie, the guy that I thought was only a friend, but had been there for me through everything. He had been there when Scott and I broke up, both times, he was amazing in every way, and I couldn't just let him die. I looked between the two of them, and then a new thought occurred to me. Charlie had never hurt me, the one thing Charlie never did was hurt me. Scott hurt me constantly. He had cheated on me with Jules, and lied to me about who he was, and I don't even think he loved me. Charlie always loved me, whether it was friendship wise, or relationship wise, Charlie always loved me. And I loved him too. First it was as a good friend, even a best friend, you don't just become best friends with someone without loving them, and I loved Charlie. I felt something for Scott, but it wasn't love, it was more of tolerance.
"CHARLIE! I choose Charlie!" I screamed.
"Very well." The wall disappeared, and I ran to Charlie. His screaming had stopped, but he was in tears of pain.
"I'm here. Charlie I'm here." I grabbed his hand and clutched it.
"Scott Pickett, come with me." Scott's screams suddenly stopped.
I looked over to see Scott walking away from the group. Ray stood up calling his name, when he didn't answer he tried to run and stop him, but the wall had returned.
"What are you doing?" I screamed.
Janus turned and looked at me, "You made your choice, Scott must come with me. He is lost to you."
The verse form the prophecy ran through my head again. One will be lost to someone who belongs in Rome. What if it didn't mean dying? What if it literally meant lost?
"SCOTT!" Ray called, banging his hands on the invisible wall. "SCOTT STOP!" He screamed.
Scott shook his head, as if his sense had come back to him, though he continued walking forward, he looked back to Ray. "Ray! What's going on? I can't stop myself. Why can't I stop?" He was now forcing himself to stop.
"Scott!" I called. "One will be lost to someone who belongs in Rome. What if it doesn't mean dying? What if it literally means lost? I promise, we will find you!" I screamed to him.
"MO! What is happening? What did you do?" He yelled.
"I made a choice." I said, "And I chose Charlie."
"Oh." He looked hurt. He put his head down, and then looked forward and continued walking forward. "Find me Ray. Promise me you'll find me."
"I'll find you!" Ray called.
"SCOTT!" Christine's voice came. Her arms pounding on the wall.
Scott looked back, and almost stopped for a minute, but continued walking. "CHRISTINE!" He called back.
"SCOTT STOP! DON'T LEAVE!" She cried.
"I can't stop Christine. I'm sorry." He said, tears were forming in his eyes. I looked between him and Christine, and a realization came across me, Christine looked an awful lot like Jules.
"Scott! I will find you!" Christine screamed, tears and mascara streaming down her face.
"I know you will." Scott said. He looked forward and continued walking. By now Janus had shrunk down to a normal human size.
"How sentimental. But that doesn't change anything. Say goodbye." Janus said.
Scott looked back, tears now streaming down his face. He looked at each of us, but his eyes stopped on the now balling Christine. "Goodbye." He said. Janus put a hand on his shoulder, and they both disappeared.
"NOOOOOOOOOOOO!" Christine yelled. The wall had disappeared and she ran forward to where Janus and Scott had stood.
"No." I whispered. My head fell, and I looked down and the now unconscious Charlie.
"You!" I heard Christine scream. I turned around to see Christine running at me. Her hand instantly went around my neck and she pushed me into the hood of the truck, "How could you? How could you do that to him? Do you understand what you've done? He's gone! Gone forever, I'm never going to see him again!"
"Christine." Ray put a hand on her shoulder, "Hurting Mo isn't going to make Scott come back."
She released her grip, and started to turn away when she turned back around quickly and slapped me. My hand went to my cheek as my head whipped to the side. "Jules," I whispered.
Christine turned around to look at me, "What did you just say?" She asked.
"Jules," I said flatly. "You're Jules."
"I don't know what you're talking about." Christine said looking to the ground.
"Yes you do, you went to Mesa with us didn't you. You're Jules." I said looking at her, hand still at my cheek.
"But you said you were 21." Stella said.
"I am." Christine said, "And so is Scott. He failed a few years, but that didn't mean anything. I had always liked him, and he had always liked me. We dated before you ever even came to Mesa. When he found out you were a demigod, he decided to get close to you, to figure out if your little friends were demigods too. He never loved you. Whenever he kissed you, he thought of me, he told me so. He liked you, yes, but only as a friend. But he needed to get closer to you, Chiron's orders. So I stayed at the school to keep an eye on him. I changed my name, and wore a wig, but I was still Christine, his Christine. When Ray showed you us flirting, it was because he was mad, and Scott had already figured it out. Ray said Olivia could figure it out. Olivia had no clue about you guys being demigods at that point. He basically messed everything up, but it didn't matter, he was back with me and only me. But he still had to act interested. He genuinely cared about you Mo, just not in the way you thought. And now you've lost him, and I will never see him again." Christine was in tears by now.
"Christine, I had to make a choice. And I chose Charlie. I'm sure if you were in my position, you would have chosen Scott, and then I'd be the one yelling at you. The thing is, we can get him back." I said tyring to calm her down, tears brimming.
"You're so naïve. We can never get him back. Janus took him. The God of Gateways. He's probably in the Roman Temple on Mount Olympus, or in some torture room where he will die from agony. Point is, he will never come back."
"That's where you're wrong. I can feel you're love for him, and I can feel his love for you, and I can see it going on for a long time, from both sides. This means we will get him back." I said.
"Really?" Christine said looking me dead in the eyes, and I could see the insecure jealous girl behind the tough facade, she was scared, it went as soon as it came, but there was fear behind the tough eyes.
"Yes." I said.
The truth is, I had no clue. But I had a feeling that wherever Scott was, that we would get him back. No matter what it took.
A/N: So the prophecy is coming true. One has been lost. I told you to read the prophecy carefully back in Chapter 5 didn't I. Did you really think I would kill these guys. And if I did, I would probably bring them back somehow, but I don't want to reveal anything. Anyway, leave a review, to tell me what your thought's were on the chapter. Bye.
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