Chapter 1: The Crappy start to a very crappy story
Rose
My name is Rose. Just Rose. I never really had a last name before. You should see the look on my teachers face when they discover that for the first time. "How can you not have a last name, sweetie?" they ask me. I tell them I am adopted as a front. Honestly, my dad never told me or Logan (though Noah claims Logan did know it) what it was. I still am not positive on why he didn't. I figure that he had changed it so many times to hide us from our mothers. He hated most of them. Logan was an accident and I was a mistake, well at least by my mother. So technically Logan is my half-brother since we had two different moms. When I was young, my father died on a baseball field. Most people assume that it was a heart-attack when I tell them that but that is just a lie. The field exploded because of my dumb-ass mother. And of course Logan and I remained unharmed. After that, Logan was attacked by monsters, yes monsters, non-stop. And I ended up saving the day. And then... Logan was... gone. I can't really explain it well. They demi-gods took him. He left to protect me but that was a... fail. And as I sit here in here, in the institute, with nothing to but wait until Chaos and Hell fall apart. Luke is gone and I feel more awkward every moment while Nico hovers over me and Noah hits on every breathing girl here. I know that dying makes you prettier but Noah is just sick. And the worst part is that they sick to him like glue because he is someone new to tell their depressing death stories to. And Percy and Annabeth are just making my life a living hell, always running around like the Mystery Gang from Scooby Doo and trying to get to the bottom of this war. And don't even get me started on the fact that every time I see Jason and Piper they are on full out make-out scene. So pretty much I can't STAND any of the new additions except Reyna and Katie, who actually have been some help. Reyna is telling us everything that was going on in Camp Half-Blood and is nowhere as close to as whinny and annoy as the others. And Katie we were super lucky with. Katie use to be on Florence's side, the chick who Chaos, the father of Gaia, Tartarus, Eros, Nyx, and Erebus, employed to attempt to ruin my life further without much success so far. I know what you thinking... ain't she just wonderful? ;) But honestly I am not horrible. I am just in a HUGE depression. I say this a lot but it is kind of my motto: there is only so much of the truth one can take and the rest will shatter you. And I know too much. And the reminder of my fate was recited at least every day before each meal.
"Child of beauty,
Will forfill the duty.
The throwns will crash,
Beliefs will mash.
Three great heroes left to different fates.
One shall perish, to save too late,
To fight the odds, one shall endure an endless entity,
And to the save the world, one shall end their careless slate,"
And the worst part is that I already knew what was to happen. What it meant. And as I sat on my table with just Katie, I knew that all it took to take out my flames was six little tears drops dwindling in pain
Rose
My name is Rose. Just Rose. I never really had a last name before. You should see the look on my teachers face when they discover that for the first time. "How can you not have a last name, sweetie?" they ask me. I tell them I am adopted as a front. Honestly, my dad never told me or Logan (though Noah claims Logan did know it) what it was. I still am not positive on why he didn't. I figure that he had changed it so many times to hide us from our mothers. He hated most of them. Logan was an accident and I was a mistake, well at least by my mother. So technically Logan is my half-brother since we had two different moms. When I was young, my father died on a baseball field. Most people assume that it was a heart-attack when I tell them that but that is just a lie. The field exploded because of my dumb-ass mother. And of course Logan and I remained unharmed. After that, Logan was attacked by monsters, yes monsters, non-stop. And I ended up saving the day. And then... Logan was... gone. I can't really explain it well. They demi-gods took him. He left to protect me but that was a... fail. And as I sit here in here, in the institute, with nothing to but wait until Chaos and Hell fall apart. Luke is gone and I feel more awkward every moment while Nico hovers over me and Noah hits on every breathing girl here. I know that dying makes you prettier but Noah is just sick. And the worst part is that they sick to him like glue because he is someone new to tell their depressing death stories to. And Percy and Annabeth are just making my life a living hell, always running around like the Mystery Gang from Scooby Doo and trying to get to the bottom of this war. And don't even get me started on the fact that every time I see Jason and Piper they are on full out make-out scene. So pretty much I can't STAND any of the new additions except Reyna and Katie, who actually have been some help. Reyna is telling us everything that was going on in Camp Half-Blood and is nowhere as close to as whinny and annoy as the others. And Katie we were super lucky with. Katie use to be on Florence's side, the chick who Chaos, the father of Gaia, Tartarus, Eros, Nyx, and Erebus, employed to attempt to ruin my life further without much success so far. I know what you thinking... ain't she just wonderful? ;) But honestly I am not horrible. I am just in a HUGE depression. I say this a lot but it is kind of my motto: there is only so much of the truth one can take and the rest will shatter you. And I know too much. And the reminder of my fate was recited at least every day before each meal.
"Child of beauty,
Will forfill the duty.
The throwns will crash,
Beliefs will mash.
Three great heroes left to different fates.
One shall perish, to save too late,
To fight the odds, one shall endure an endless entity,
And to the save the world, one shall end their careless slate,"
And the worst part is that I already knew what was to happen. What it meant. And as I sat on my table with just Katie, I knew that all it took to take out my flames was six little tears drops dwindling in pain
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