Summary: (Y/N) (Y/L/N) is the daughter of Poisedon, and for twelve years she was all alone. Growing up at camp without any family and watching people she is closed to come in and out of her life has caused her to close up. So she made a rule, the only people she is allowed to be truly close to is her brother, his family, Chiron, Tyson, Annabeth, and Grover. When Tom in his brothers come around, will he be able to break that rule?
Word Count: 1 632
Prologue | Chapter 1 |
Tom and his brothers turn towards the couple standing in front of them. On the right, stood a girl about his height with blond hair and gray eyes that held wisdom beyond her age in them. She looked around his age and held a welcoming smile on her face. Beside her stood a boy around his age as well. He had jet black hair and sea green eyes. They both wore orange t-shirts that say Camp Half-Blood on them with a Pegasus under the writing. Around their necks hung a leather string with colourful beads on them. “I’m Annabeth and this is my boyfriend Percy. You must be the Hollands. Your mom called us last week and said that it’s time for you guys to start training with us. I know this is all a little bit hard to understand, but as time goes by it’s going to get easier to understand. Let’s drop off your bags in the Apollo cabin then we can go see (Y/N),” Annabeth explains. Percy looks over to Annabeth and whispers something in her ears with concern on his face. “I know she hasn’t been in the best mood, seaweed brain, but this is her job and she needs to do this. It might help her. Now let’s just take them to meet Will as she asked us, then we’ll deal with her after,” Annabeth whispers very poorly back to her boyfriend. Percy mumbles an okay and they go to this for mentioned Will and Apollo cabin.
Meanwhile, (Y/N) sat at her desk in her office preparing the files for the new campers coming today. She had sent Annabeth and Percy to go take them to their cabin because (Y/N) did not feel like doing it. Ever since Luke had died, she has felt different like there was no point in getting closer to people if she was going to lose them. She also felt like a horrible friend, maybe if she had noticed how Luke was feeling, would he be here today? Could she have saved him and everyone else who died because of this war? Those were the thoughts that have been haunting her since they found out that Luke betrayed the camp. She was sick of people telling her that it would be okay because she knew that in the long run, her life would never get a happily ever after. She was sick of losing people she cared about and was close to, so why bother. She sighs because she was not only frustrated but tired from staying up all night crying. She gets up from her seat and makes her way over to her window. She leans against one of the two bookcases that is beside the window and sits on the bench below the window. She looks out the window to the camp that wasn’t stuck in grief like she was, that still had hope.
After they had put their bags in the Apollo cabin and met Will their half-brother, Percy and Annabeth take them to the house he saw from the hill. Tom assumed they were going to meet this (Y/N) that has been mentioned between the couple numerous times in whispers. As they entered The Big House, Tom noticed a rec room on his right and on his left there was a closed door that said Infirmary on it. In front of them, there was a staircase in the middle of the wall and on either side of the staircase was a hallway that led them to a different place of the house. They head to the right of the staircase; he could see a door at the end of the hallway that said (Y/N) (Y/L/N), Camp Administrator. Percy stands beside the door and knocks on the door quietly. “Come in,” a soft voice calls out from the other side of the door.
When Tom goes through the door, he did not expect to see a girl around his age to be the camp administrator. She sat on a bench set between the two bookshelves with her back leaning against one of the bookshelves that in case the window with her head facing the window. Annabeth motions for us to sit, but there are only two chairs in front of the desk so he let Paddy sit with Sam. Although the room was little small four all seven of them, the feeling of coziness that the room gives off makes him feel comfortable. The walls were painted like the ocean, but it was hard to see with all the pictures and furniture that line the walls. The wall with the door was lined with filing cabinets and above those cabinets, there were pictures of people with orange shirts. The desk is in the middle of the room with a laptop on top of it. It had a potted plant with a jam jar filled with pens and pencils on the right and on the left, there was more picture in frames. The next thing he looks at is the bookcases that line the wall opposite side of the door. On the right the books on the selves were in a language he didn’t know, but he could somehow read some of the titles. The books on the left shelves were in English. There was another window on the left wall, but no light comes in because the shades a drawn.
Finally, Tom looks over at the girl sitting on the bench looking out the window. Her hair is a beautiful (Y/H/C) that was pulled into a braid over her shoulder. When she looks over her shoulder, his eyes meet the prettiest eyes he’d ever seen. They were (Y/E/C) and held so much emotion in them, he didn’t know why, but he would describe it as looking into the eyes of a hurricane. He has never seen anyone more beautiful than the girl in front of her. She gets up from where she sat near the window and sits down at her desk chair. “Hi, I am (Y/N). As the door says I am the camp administrator. I take care of schedules, campers’ arrangement and recruitment, as well as other things. Usually we would put you in the Hermes cabin, but since we already know your dad is Apollo, you guys don’t have to spend time in that crowded cabin,” she starts without a smile on her face, “I know this is all little confusing, so I am going to keep the explanation short. Greek gods are real and so are the monster, creatures, and mortals that are in what you guys call Myths. Camp Half-Blood is a training facility for demigods to learn to protect themselves from the most that hunt us. Most people stay for the summer, but if you want you can also stay for the school year. I know this is all confusing, but as time goes on you’ll understand. Now let’s go on the tour if you guys don’t have any questions.” The boys shake their heads because everyone was right as time went on they understood their situation better. She gets up from her chair and motions for them to follow her, “Good, let’s go on the tour then.”
Once (Y/N) showed them around she dropped them off with Will and went to her cabin. While Percy and Annabeth told them a little bit about themselves during the tour; (Y/N) did not open up to them and only ever talked about the camp. It was dinner time and everyone makes their way over to the dining pavilion. Tom and his brothers sat with the other children of Apollo who converse with themselves. His brothers join the conversation, but Tom stays quiet. He looks over to (Y/N) who sat beside her brother. She didn’t look very happy, but she still held a conversation with her brother and Annabeth who seems to have sat across from the pair. He wondered what happened to her to be so closed off to everyone. From what he could hear from the whispers between Percy and Annabeth was that she had lost someone, and he was curious as to who and how she lost the person. He found himself wanting to get closer to her. In the picture in her office the girl that looks like her was always smiling, but now Tom had not seen her smile.
He finished up his dinner and waited for everyone else to finish before they all made their way to the campfire pit. Tom sat between Paddy and Sam while (Y/N) sat across from him. The light from the fire made her face shine in a way that made her even more beautiful. She stares into the pit of the fire. Her face showed no emotions because the eyes were holding them all. “Hello, everyone. I’m sure you already know who I am, but just in case someone doesn’t. I am Will Solace and I’ll kick off the campfire off with my personal favourite ‘I Am My Own Great-Great-Great-Great Grandpa’” Will announces to the camp. They sang a few more songs like ‘Down By the Aegean’ and ‘This Land is Minos's Land’. A few more campers sang their own songs then Will stands up to speak, “(Y/N) do you want to sing something?” She gives him a glare at him and gets up. “No, I don’t Will and you know it. This is a complete waste of my time,” (Y/N) fumes. She storms off to the Poseidon cabin with Annabeth and Percy hot on her trail. Will's eyes follow (Y/N) then looks back to everyone else, “I think we should call it a night. Goodnight everyone.” People said goodnight to their friends from other cabins and everyone makes their way to their cabin.
Summary: (Y/N) (Y/L/N) is the daughter of Poisedon, and for twelve years she was all alone. Growing up at camp without any family and watching people she is closed to come in and out of her life has caused her to close up. So she made a rule, the only people she is allowed to be truly close to is her brother, his family, Chiron, Tyson, Annabeth, and Grover. When Tom in his brothers come around, will he be able to break that rule?
Word Count: 1 203
A/N: I just realized that the timeline makes no sense in my story, so I am just going to clear things. (Y/N) and Tom are 17 years in 2018, so they are born in 2001. I made a mistake in the first chapter because I am horrible at math and didn’t know where I wanted this story to go just yet back then, so from now on they are born in 2001. BTW, sorry this was so late, I was just really busy and had really bad writer's block. I am planning on updating every week from now on.
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“Tommy, did you find the bracelet that turns into the sword?” (Y/N) asks Tom as she packs some clothes into her suitcase. Tom looks up from her laptop, which had been made by one of the campers so that it cannot be tracked by monsters, “Yeah, I had to ask Clarissa for it. I didn’t think she would give it to me, but surprisingly she did.” (Y/N) nods her head and continues to pack more of her stuff into her blue suitcase. “Here (Y/N/N), I got the money and drachmas. I got a little extra just in case you need it. Is there anything else you need me to get you?” Percy inquires while putting the wallet in her backpack. “Thanks. Yeah, could you get me my stuff in the bathroom, please?” asks (Y/N). “If it means more space in the bathroom then yeah. I will get right way for you little sis,” Percy tells her. “You know we were born on the same day right!” she calls after him. Tom chuckles from beside her, “Now, that you finished ordering your brother around, let me show you what I found.” (Y/N) finishes what she was doing and goes to sit beside Thomas on her bed. “What did you find Detective Holland?” she interrogates him. “Well Detective (Y/N), I think this might be about you. Look at this article that I found,” Tom turns the laptop towards her and she reads the title of the article.
Margret (Y/L/N), the heir of (Y/L/N) Enterprises, just gave birth to the most beautiful baby girl.
Below the title shows an adorable newborn baby, who was sleeping peacefully in a hospital bassinet. “That definitely looks like me when I was a baby,” (Y/N) whispers to Tom. “You were so cute as a baby what happened?” Percy teases from beside (Y/N) while looks over her shoulder. “She’s not cute anymore because she is now sweet and pretty,” Tom breathes under his breath. That made her cheeks heat up and made her feel so nervous. She looks away from him in a shy manner and continues to read the article. She had finished reading it when she said, “Can you book the next flight to LA?”
(Y/N) held a passport in her hand as she waited in line for check in with Tom. “Have you ever been on a plane before?” Tom inquires. “No, but once Sally was planning on taking Percy and me to Disney world. We never got to because she got busy at University, so we had to cancel the trip,” she replies. They finally got to the beginning of the line, checked in, and then went through the security check. After they went through all that process, Tom and (Y/N) found themselves sitting in the terminal waiting room, 3 hours before the plane was meant to take off. They talked for a while before Tom realized that they should have already been boarding the plane. “That’s strange. We should have already boarded the plane by now,” he ponders out loud to himself. “Ladies and gentlemen, we are sorry to inform you that flight 346 to Los Angeles has been delayed by 6 hours,” a voice says over the PA system. A wave of groans is heard throughout the terminal waiting room. (Y/N) looks around, “What should we do now?” Tom thinks for a little bit before he responds to her. “We could go get some food. I saw a Nando’s on our way over we could go get some.” (Y/N) had never tried Nando’s before, so why not? “I guess, I could try it,” she says as she starts grabbing her stuff.
“Can we please have medium spice half chicken, some pita bread, fries, olives, and two bottomless drinks?” Tom orders. The waiter nods his head and goes to place their order. “The medium spice chicken isn’t that spicy, is it?” (Y/N) questions with worry in her voice. Tom puts his hand on her shoulder in a reassuring way, “It’s not spicy. You will be okay.” Once the waiter places their food in front of them, they both dig right into the hot chicken. After she bites into the chicken, (Y/N) started fanning her mouth to show that whatever she just ate was spicy. Tom finishes chewing then starts laughing at his friend, “It’s not that spicy.” All she can do is glare at her friends as she continued to fan her mouth. “Can you please get me some milk?” (Y/N) requests to a waitress who is passing by. The waitress comes back with the milk and as soon as it was set on the table; (Y/N) grabs the milk and starts chugging the milk as fast as she can. Tom’s eyes widen in fear that she might drown in the milk, “Slow down, (Y/N/N), you might drown.” She set the empty glass of milk on the table and just continued to glare at Tom from across the table.
They had paid for their meal and decided that they were going to get some snacks from the convince store. “Aww, look how cute this stuffed bear is. It looks like Winnie the Pooh,” (Y/N) comments as she puts the bear back onto the shelf. She goes to get something else in another while, so she didn’t notice that Tom was standing behind her looking at the bear she had just put away. They both walked out of the store with their purchases. They found their back to the seats they had been sitting in before they went to go get their lunch. “I got some sprite, some kit-kat, pretzels, a donut, and some gum,” (Y/N) list as she pulls each item out like she is at a show and tell in Kindergarten. “Well I got a twinkie, which I’ve never tried, a box of Jaffa cake, Starbucks cold Frappuccino, and the stuffy you found adorable for you,” Tom list off just like (Y/N) did. She couldn’t have felt more excited and bashful at that moment. She had never felt butterflies in her stomach until that moment. “Aww, Tommy, that is so sweet. I think I am going to call him PJ for Winnie the Pooh Jr,” she says. She takes the adorable stuffy that he was handing her and gives him a peck on the cheek.
They still had three hours to kill, so they went back to having a nice conversation together. “I think I am going to take a little nap for a little bit,” (Y/N) informs Tom. She puts on her sweater and rests her head against his shoulder. She has only been asleep for a few minutes when Tom had decided to lay her head on his lap, so she can be more comfortable. He gently plays with her hair with a small smile on his face. He knew that she is probably not ready to be in a relationship with him, but he didn’t care. As long as he could be friends with her, that is all he wanted because if she is happy then that is all that matters. He would always be there for her so that she will never feel the need to shut herself out ever again.
Summary: (Y/N) (Y/L/N) is the daughter of Poisedon, and for twelve years she was all alone. Growing up at camp in without any family and watching people she was closed to caused her to close up. So she made a rule, the only people she is allowed to be truly close to is her brother, his family, Chiron, Tyson, Annabeth, and Grover. When Tom in his brothers come around, will he be able to break that rule?
A/N: In this series, Tom and (Y/N) are going to be 17 years old.
Spoilers: If you haven’t finished reading Percy Jackson and the Olympians or The Heroes of Olympus then don’t read this.
Disclaimer: The idea of this fic is inspired by Rick Riordan’s Percy Jackson and the Olympians. Most characters belong to his series, I do not own them in any way. The only thing that I own is the plot of the story. If you don’t understand this just ask me and I’ll make things clear.
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Summary: (Y/N) (Y/L/N) is the daughter of Poisedon, and for twelve years she was all alone. Growing up at camp without any family and watching people she is closed to come in and out of her life has caused her to close up. So she made a rule, the only people she is allowed to be truly close to is her brother, his family, Chiron, Tyson, Annabeth, and Grover. When Tom in his brothers come around, will he be able to break that rule?
Word Count: 2 005
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Prologue | Chapter 1 | Chapter 2 |
Tom and his brothers had been at Camp Half-Blood for a week now and it was safe to say that they were enjoying themselves. Tom was relatively good when it came to sword fighting, however, he was not the greatest at archery which was ironic because he was the son of Apollo. During the whole week, they have been here, Tom has not once heard her laugh or seen her smile. What happened to her for her to be like this? He wants to see her happy and he wants to help her. He nor any of his brothers could get her to laugh or talk about herself, and that made him even more curious.
(Y/N) sat on the beach with her sketchbook and pencil in hand. Everyone else was training, so all she could hear were the soothing waves and the distant sound of swords clashing together. She mindlessly sketches what was on her mind like usual and this time it was one of her many imaginations of what her mom looked like. Throughout her many sketchbooks pictures of what she thought her mom looks like are scattered all throughout them. She had done everything she can to find her mother, but she never found anything in her 16 years of life. She wants to know who she is other than the daughter of Poseidon. “Why won’t you tell me who she is?” she whispers to no one in particular. Percy stood on the path that leads down to the beach watching at his little sister. Even though they were born the same day in the same year, he always saw her as his baby sister because he was twelve years later. He didn’t like to see his sister likes this and the fact that anything he does doesn’t help makes it worse. He walks towards (Y/N) to keep her company.
She sensed her brother coming near her and closes her sketchbook. “How did you imagine her this time?” he asks softly. He sits down next to her and wraps his arm around her shoulder. She opens up the sketchbook to show her brother. He smiles at the drawing of the beautiful woman that looks like (Y/N). “I decide to make her look more like me this time,” she tells him. “Well, like all of your drawing it looks amazing,” he praises. All she can do is nod and close the sketchbook again. Percy sighs, “You know you can talk to me about anything right?” He knows that she has closed herself off ever since Luke died and it was killing him that he couldn’t make her feel better. She whispers I know before getting up and walking off. Percy sees that she left her sketchbook and takes a look at some of her drawings. They were all so sad. He felt like he could feel her grieving. Annabeth walks up to Percy and sits with him. “Did she blow you off again?” Annabeth questions. She knew how much this was hurting Percy because she felt the same way. She couldn’t help her best friend feel better and that bothered both of them. “I know how you feel. I tried talking to her this morning at breakfast and she wouldn’t. She wouldn’t tell me how she felt. Percy, she’s getting worse by the day and I am worried. Who knows how she is feeling or what she is thinking?” Annabeth worries. “I know, but I promise Wise Girl that I am doing everything I can to help her and I will continue too until she is better,” Percy vouched, Annabeth started crying and all he could do was bring her face into the crook of his neck.
(Y/N) watches in horror as Percy hands over the knife to Luke. She watches as the person she used to trust and still love plunges the knife into himself. She tries to run towards him to stop him, but Percy holds her back. Luke lies on the ground slowly bleeding out, but instead of dying as he did in real life, his body changes to look like Kronos. Everyone else disappears so that it’s just her and Kronos in the darkness. He stands up and walks towards her. She felt absolutely powerless. She couldn’t move her feet; she was frozen in fear. “You’re a nobody. You couldn’t save them and you won’t be able to save the rest. Not Percy, Not Annabeth, Not Grover,” Kronos continues to list the people she loved and the people that she has lost. Then it kept getting worse. Darian appears in front of Kronos. He begged and pleaded to be let free. Kronos just laughs and a sword appears in his hand. He raises it ready to plunge it into Darian’s heart and all she can do is scream and watch.
Before the sword plunges into his heart, (Y/N)’s eyes flutter open and her screams could be heard throughout the cabin. Percy is standing over her bed, shaking her awake. “You’re okay. You’re okay,” he promises as he holds her close to his chest. Once she calms down, she told Percy thank you and that he should head to bed. She makes sure he is asleep before putting her hair in a ponytail and putting her shoes on. She opens the door quietly and sneaks out. She passes the archery range as she makes her way to the climbing wall. She notices that a mop of brown hair was at the range where he was not supposed to be. She recognizes him as Thomas Holland, one of the newest campers, and decides to watch. She leans against the tree and observes. He draws back the string with the arrow and then let's go. The arrow doesn’t fly through the air as it would normally, the arrow drops to the floor which was funny because he is the son of Apollo. She doesn’t know what overcame her, but she starts giggling for the first time in months. Tom’s head snaps in the direction that he heard the giggling come from. He smiles when he sees that it was (Y/N); he finally gets to see that beautiful smile of hers.
She immediately stops when she sees that he was staring at her. “You know for a child of Apollo you are pretty shit with a bow and arrow,” she claims with her face turning back to its serious expression. Tom laughs and looks at her, “Yeah, well it’s not liked I asked to be his son and these things are harder then they look.” (Y/N) just shakes her head and taps her ring two times to change it into a bow and arrow. She walks up to the target, draws back the string with the arrow, and lets it go. It flies through the air and hits the bullseye of the target. She draws back another arrow and it splits the first arrow. She does the same thing two more times then looks at Tom with you were saying written on her face. “It’s not as hard as you think,” she brags with a wicked smile before turning the bow back into a ring. “Teach me,” he says in awe. He had never seen anyone that good, not even Will. (Y/N) just shakes her head as she walks away, “I am sorry, but I don’t teach anymore.” That was the first thing that she ever told him about herself and that made him hope. Hope that maybe he can get her to smile again.
She got to the rock wall when and gets ready to climb. “You’re really going to climb that thing in the middle of the night with no one around. Doesn’t seem very safe,” Tom comments as he watches her get closer to the wall. The girl scoffs and begins climbing the wall, “I have been climbing these walls ever since I was little, and I think I will be fine.” If Tom keeps this going, then he can finally learn more about her. “Well, I just want to make sure you are safe,” he admits out loud. He wouldn’t tell anyone just yet, but he may have developed a tiny crush on the mysterious girl. “I don’t need you to protect me. I am pretty sure you're supposed to be in your cabin, so why don’t you go back,” she claims, by now she was half-way up the wall which amazed Tom. “Yeah, well maybe I’ll keep you some company and try the wall myself,” Tom announces as he starts climbing the wall. She looks down at him, she wouldn’t admit it, but she definitely felt a bit of concern towards him. “I don’t care what you do or about you.” Tom ignores her, knowing that it was not true, and continues to copies what she is doing.
(Y/N) was standing at the top of the climbing wall, watching Tom climb up towards her. He tried to remember what holds she used to get up, but his memory failed him and he wasn’t fast enough to get up. The lava started slowly pouring when he was so close to the top; what was worse was that his hand couldn’t hold on anymore and he let go. (Y/N) was quick to grab onto his wrists and pull him up beside her. “That’s why you use the rope and harness, you dimwit,” she scolds, she pressing the button to stop the lava and starting to descend the wall. “Umm, how am I supposed to get down?” he croaks. He did not think this through. (Y/N) shakes her head and belays the harness up to him. “Put that on!” she shouts to him. Tom nods his head and does as he is told. Once he gets it on, she starts bringing him down slowly. He had to admit that he was a little afraid, but he trusted her. “My knight in shining armour,” Tom gushes with his hands over his heart. “Shut it, Holland. Now, get back to your cabin before I call the harpies to eat you up,” she growls before she storms off to her cabin.
Percy’s head darts toward the sound of his sister coming through the door. He lets out a sigh of relief, “Thank the gods you are okay. You know I worry when you are not in bed. What happened to you? Your closes are burnt to a crisp.” (Y/N) mumbles that she is okay and continues to collect a change of clothes for her. She walks into the private bathroom Chiron built for her cabin. She turns on the faucet of the bathtub and watches the water drain into it. Once it was full, (Y/N) starts to strip off the burnt clothes and examines herself in the mirror. Through the mirror, she could see the scar that was approximately 15 cm. It started from the top of her right shoulder and goes in towards her shoulder blade. The incident may have happened 7 years ago, but the scar still remains as a reminder for what happened.
The young female sinks herself into the tub and watches the water swish around in the tub. The music plays in the background whilst she is deep in thought. Why did Tom insist on trying to get to know her? Why couldn’t he just leave her alone like everyone else? Whatever he is doing, she does not like it. He may be handsome and cause other girls heart to flutter, but he didn’t have that effect on her. If the children of Aphrodite could know what she was thinking, they would say that she was crazy. They would say that his good looks, muscles, and delightful singing voice is perfect boyfriend material. (Y/N) on the other hand, thought that his consistent trying to get to know her was quite annoying. Plus, she would need to know more about him if she were to ever fall head over heels for him, she would need to learn more about him first.
Summary: (Y/N) (Y/L/N) is the daughter of Poisedon, and for twelve years she was all alone. Growing up at camp without any family and watching people she is closed to come in and out of her life has caused her to close up. So she made a rule, the only people she is allowed to be truly close to is her brother, his family, Chiron, Tyson, Annabeth, and Grover. When Tom in his brothers come around, will he be able to break that rule?
(Y/N) makes her way over to the Big House. She opens the door to the infirmary and sees that Tom is still sleeping on the cot near the window. She sits on the chair beside his cot and looks at him. His left forearm was wrapped up in gauze and that made her feel even more guilt. She looks up to look at his face and she just suddenly realized how handsome he truly is. His soft curly hair rested on his forehead, just waiting for her to run her finger through it. His lips may have been of the thin side, but boy did they look perfectly kissable. She couldn’t see his eyes because they were closed, but she knew that if those beautiful chocolate brown eyes were open, she would just melt. She didn’t know what to do, so she just sat and waited until he would wake up. She thought about Tom’s brothers and how they must hate her for hurting him. She hopes that they won’t hold a grudge on her because they seem like nice people. She prayed to the gods that Tom wouldn’t despise her after this.
She woke up to someone shuffling beside her. Her head was rested on her hands placed on the cot. She lifts her head to see that Tom had woken up and was staring at her. “I am so sorry. It was an accident, I didn’t mean to do it. I didn’t know you were behind me and I must have swung my sword too hard. I let my emotions show and now look what happened,” she cries out, finally letting go for the first time in months. Tom is quick to dart his hand out to rub her back in a comforting manner, “This isn’t your fault. I should have stopped pushing you to reveal a part of yourself you were not ready to. I should have given you some time.” She grabs a tissue and wipes her noses as she nods her head. “There is a reason that I am the way that I am, but I don’t think I am ready to tell you just yet. But I will answer any other question that you may have,” she reasons with him.
“I think is fair. I won’t bother you with it anymore until you are ready. How long have you been at camp?” Tom questions her. She shifts into a more comfortable position in the chair before responding, “I’ve been here my whole life. When I was about a day to a week old, Chiron and Mr. D found me at the edge of the forest in a straw bassinet. They knew nothing about where I am from or who I was. There was a paper on it with my birthday on it and I was wrapped in a blanket with my name. That’s all I have of my mortal family. Chiron, Mr. D and I have tried to find my family, but since the mortal world and technologies are not our strong suit, we haven’t found anything.” Tom nods his head in understanding before asking his second question. “Did that ever get lonely? I am you were the only child of Apollo until Percy came.” (Y/N) nods her head before telling him the answer, “Yeah, it definitely got lonely in my cabin before Percy came, but I was allowed to go to other cabins and sleep there. As a toddler I would always circulate between all the cabins because I was too scared to sleep by myself, everyone always wanted me to sleep in their cabin to the point where they all fought over whose turn it was. As I got older, however, I started to sleep more and more in my own cabin until I finally always slept in there. Chiron got them to build a bathroom in my cabin so I wouldn’t have to go through the forest alone.”
Tom thought a little before talking, “Have you ever been to school?” (Y/N) nods her head as a response. When Percy first came to camp and time for going home came around, Percy’s mom, Sally, took her in as her own. (Y/N) stayed with her for a month, but (Y/N) couldn’t stay there because of the fact of how different it was from camp. She had already learnt everything they taught and more. She may not go to school, but she’ll still go over to Percy’s house during the school year. “I did for a month, but I didn’t learn anything new so I came back to camp,” she adds. Tom nods his head in understanding, and that’s how the rest of the day for the two of them. They would ask each other questions and sometimes laugh at the answer. They even raided the kitchen at one point, when they wanted something to snack on.
For the past few weeks (Y/N) and Tom had been hanging out and everyone at camp noticed the mood shift of (Y/N). They noticed how (Y/N) now smiled more and would say hello when she passed by. Percy and Annabeth have also noticed her mood changed and they couldn’t be happier that she was slowly getting back to normal. Even though she was smiling more still doesn’t mean she was completely back to her old self. She still doesn’t talk to everyone like she used to; she only really talks to Tom, her brother, and best friend. She has opened up a little bit to Tom, but he still didn’t know why she closed herself off in the first place. He hasn’t tried asking her because he doesn’t want to ruin what they had.
(Y/N) had just finished a Pegasus ride and was putting Page back into her stall. She took some sugar cubes out of her pocket and fed some to Page. She pets the mane of the Pegasus, “You did great girl. We’ll need to work on the tuck and rolls, but we aren’t in any rush. We still have a month until the competition.” Tom watched the scene from the doorway with a big smile on his face. He couldn’t help but admire how beautiful her hair shines in the sunlight from the windows and how bright her eyes shines with love. “What competition are you talking about?” he asks, he couldn’t remember if anyone had told him about this competition. (Y/N) jumps back in surprise; she has not realized that Tom was standing behind her. “You scared the crap out of me! Before everyone goes home, the camp has a competition of all the stuff we learnt that summer. There are five categories. Archery, javelin throw, sword fighting, Pegasus riding, and music, but the children of Apollo are mainly the ones that enter for music. It’s really quite fun. I suggest you enter, but not for archery. You would fail at that for sure,” she explains to him.
Tom gives her a fake hurt look then jokes, “Hey, I could kill someone right in front of me with an arrow. I would say that’s an accomplishment. How useful would it be to kill someone that’s like a hundred feet away?” (Y/N) lets out another one of her adorable giggles, then finally closes the stable door. Page let out a little whine as she realizes that she was going to be left by (Y/N). “Sure, Holland, that’s totally useful. So what did you need?” she inquires. Holland just looks at her with a smile and shrugs. “I don’t need anything to talk to you. I just like your company.” She gives him a small smile. They made their way over to the beach and sat on the sand. “Have you ever tried to find your mom?” Tom says out of the blue while they watch the sunset. (Y/N) was getting a little tired, so she rested her head on his shoulder in a friendly manner before answering. “I have, but not as thoroughly as I probably should have. I only searched on the internet, but that’s it.” Tom nods his head gently as to not bother (Y/N), “Well I was thinking, maybe, I could help you look for her. If you want of course.” She would want that; she needed to know where she came from on her mother’s side. “I would have to ask Chiron if we could look for her. You would also need more training, but I would really love that,” she says as they continue to watch the sunset.
