Child of The Sea

Helena Troy is a 16 year old girl who has known she was a Half-Blood since the age of nine. Unfortunately, her mother hadn't informed her of her godly father. During her time at Camp Half-Blood she discovers that she must go on a quest to save the gods. Will she save the Gods and the world? Or will the fate of the world tople to its knees in the hands of Helena?

{Please don't judge the book on the first few chapters... I was 13.}


38. The End is near

Amongst the sound of burning logs and the crackling of the fire, stories of Helena Troy were shared. Happy stories and sad. The fallen hero was remembered by her friends, her family in the Camp - just the way so many others had been; Charles Beckendorf, Silena Beauregard, Leo Valdez and Thalia Grace. The many heroes of the Camp were remembered in this manner each time. It pained Percy that he had been to so many of these. Too many. For such young demigods, the remembrance of their friends - whether it was a real death or a temporary one - was a symbol of the dangers they constantly faced throughout their lives, and how the danger of their race catches up with so many unfortunate souls.


Annabeth had spoken of the time she had taught Helena how to create a distraction and the first time Helena held a sword, she dropped it. No laughter was heard, just silence smiles of acknowledgement. Piper said of the time she forced Helena to get a makeover and how the half-blood sprinted to the lake in order to get away. One by one, her friends stood to talk of her. The realisation had only just hit Percy - he would never see his sister again. He wasn't sure what he would do without her. Neither did Mark. He'd been too afraid to tell her how he really felt. Now she would never know.


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The cold air rushed through the cracks of the window of the Camp infirmary. The wind was blowing to and fro and there was a noise coming from what sounded like the camp fire. A small like came through too, giving the empty infirmary a soft glow. Well, almost empty. On one of the beds lay a raven-haried, sea-green-eyed girl.


Helena felt as though she'd been to hell and back again. But then she remembered - she practically had. She tried opening her eyes and was almost blinded by the light coming from outside. Although it was a dim glow coming from the fire, because of how dark it was in the Underworld, Helena's eyes couldn't quite adjust in time. Almost all her injuries from before the fountain exploded came rushing back to her - a side effect of being in the Underworld with no water. Her intestines felt like they might explode. But she got up nonetheless, and saw a young demigod sitting on the infirmary steps, crying. She tapped the golden haired boy on the shoulder and as he turned he jumped up and gave her an alarmingly big hug. "Helena! I can't believe you... How did you? I don't care!" he gave her a bear hug she wasn't quite expecting. Will wasn't quite loud enough in his shrieks to make any of the others turn. "Will... I missed you too but all of my injuries have come flooding back. Please don't burst my Appendix." he smiled at her and she almost had to look away because of how bright his smile truly was. She reciprocated the smile and he helped her to walk towards the fire.


"She was amazing. I really couldn't have wished for a better little sister. Even if I asked for one. She was incredible and just so..." Percy stopped. No one was looking at him any more. They were all looking behind him, where crowds had made a path for a certain not-so-dead daughter of Poseidon to walk through. He turned and his eyes filled with tears. "Go on, I want to hear what else you think of me." her eyes were burning with tears. "she was just so...unpredictable" he ran towards her and scooped her up into his arms. Will let go of her - she didn't need any support any more. They hugged for almost fifteen minutes before Chiron broke their hug.

"How did this occur my child?" he asked her. He wanted to seem concerned, but knowing a camper was still alive was overpowering his face.

"Do you mind if I tell you in a minute? I have something I need to do." she whispered something in Percy's ear and although he didn't seem too pleased, he helped her anyhow. They walked over to Mark, who was still looking at the ground. Percy let go of her back and Helena moved Mark's chin up using her finger. Their eyes met and both of their eyes' ended up filling with tears yet again. Mark wanted to say something but was cut short by Helena pressing her lips to his in a soft, yet passionate way.

"Is that what you were going to say?" she questioned. He kissed her again, and the two of them got lost between the cheers of the ever-present Campers. 

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