Soulmate au pt1
here is the first part. FINALLY. Sorry it took so long, I like, promised this about a month ago (or it feels like that)
So enjoy, and I'm going to stress about my upcoming English and Hass exams. 😥
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People at Camp Half-blood hummed.
People at Camp Jupiter whistled
The new girl came to camp singing.
~*~ She was nothing special, just another Apollo kid.
Just another half-blood.
She never interacted with anyone she deemed not worth my fucking time, which was slightly rude, but people accepted it. Ares' kids were worse, to be honest- wait, Clarisse, no I didn't mean it like tha-
Her powers consisted of… almost nothing. She could play the guitar, though it took her a while to actually pick one up- memories and trauma, she told them- and the tunes were half-forgotton remnants of old tunes her dad had taught her, or she'd taught herself. She could aim well, though that wasn't surprising, most Apollo kids had good aim anyway. She loved music and ballet, though that was useless in battle. She couldn’t handle blood at all, which excluded her from the infirmary, though she liked organising the med kits, so at least she wasn't all bad.
All in all, she was just another half-blood. No-one had heard her soul-tune yet, in fact, she hadn't hummed or whistled or made any kind of music with her mouth.
In fact, for the first three days, no-one could get anything out of her but hi and fuck off.
So they would shrug, move along, leave her buried in on book or another, generally ignoring the world.
No-one even knew her name.
~*~
Jason had two problems.
The first problem being that he doesn't feel right about Piper. He thinks it's wrong that their soulmates.
Don't get him wrong, he loved Piper. Just... not that way.
He whistled, she hummed, and while the tune matched... it didn't feel right. Like it was a tune so similar, but just off.
Could that be it?
Could Piper and Jason have different soulmates?
The second problem was Leo.
Who had just come back from the dead and locked himself in his cabin- room? Cave?- and refused to talk to anyone.
Not even Jason.
His best friend.
He tried everything. But Leo just would not connect.
Like it was just Leo and everything else wasn't there.
Jason was worried. Because Leo was his best friend and well- he was worried, okay? He can be worried.
So he could do something about it, right?
Fuck it.
Jasons feet took him to Bunker nine, in the forest. The door was open.
Jason peered into the half-gloom and called out
"Leo?" Clanking.
But no response.
Jason sighed and walked it, looking at the half-finished projects, dust tools, torn plans. It looked abandoned. Sad.
Just like it's inhabitant.
Leo was bent over another small project, but gave up and threw it at the wall, and then just sat there, slumped over.
Jason didn't want to break the silence. So he padded over quietly and simply sat next to Leo, taking him in.
Leo was tired. Jason could tell from his slumped position, his enormous eyebags, and, well, because Jason just knew.
Then Jason raked his eyes down Leo's body- he's not checking him out, for fucks sake, he's just checking to make sure he's okay is what he tells himself- and noticed his hands.
Scraped and calloused and bloody, dried blood mixing with new cuts on his hands.
Jason can't keep it in any longer
"Oh Leo"
Leo doesn't react. Jason gets up, searches around, comes back with a clean cloth and a roll of bandages and sits in front of Leo, cleaning his hands and bandaging them. Leo doesn't move.
Until his mouth does, and his voice comes out as a croak.
"I thought- I just- she-" Jason exhaled. He got it. "Calypso?" Leo nodded slightly. "I'm sorry."
"'s not your fault"
"I know, but still." "I- I feel like I- failed- and that- that-" Leo broke down, and Jason encapsulated him in a hug, letting Leo soak Jasons shirt with tears and snot until it reduced to hitched breathing and hiccups. Jason doesn't say a word.
"I'm sorry" Jason has to stop himself from physically shaking Leo.
"Leo." "I- I'm a fuckup- jus- just like-" "Leo" "a-and I can't-" "Leo, listen to me. You are not a fuck-up, okay? You are human, and shutting down is perfectly alright, okay? You have nothing to apologise for, okay? Nothing" "… okay"
~*~
Nico was hiding.
He did a lot of that nowadays, but now he was hiding for a very specific reason.
Because he'd just heard Will fucking Solace humming his soulmate tune.
Will fucking Solace was Nico di angelo's soulmate.
So Nico was hiding.
Why?
He had no idea.
After all, he shouldn’t have a soulmate, as far as he's concerned.
Heck, he came from the 1800's.
Why the fuck would Will Solace be his soulmate?
Just how the heck did that work?
Nico buried his face in his hands, trying to block everything out because it was all to lou-
"Nico?"
Shit
Nico ran.
Again.
Because there was no way he's talking to Will now, or possibly ever
~*~
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