xander locklear

       hey  friend,             it’s  been  awhile  since  i  wrote  to  you.   this  letter  might  not  be  one  you  might  want  whatsoever.    i’m  sorry  that  this  is  the  last  thing  you’ll  get  from  me.   but  i  wanted  to  write  to  you,  because  i  have  some  things  that  i  wish  i  could  get  off  my  chest.     and,  there  was  some  things  i  wish  i  could  have  said  in  person.

              you  became  my  best  friend  coming  here.   you  were  probably  one  of  the  first  guys  i  ever  came  to  and  just  trusted.  the  way  you  comforted  me  was  something  i  never  thought  i  needed.   thank  you  for  that,  and  thank  you  for  being  such  an  incredible  person.    i  never  knew  that  being  intimate  with  you  like  we  were,  cuddling,  and  just  being  in  bed  with  you,  arms  around,  i  loved  it.

             but,  i  wish  i  could  have  told  you.   i  love  you.   you  had  that  immediately  with  our  friendship.   but,  i  can’t  lie  anymore,  i’m  gone  now,  but,  i  was  starting  to  develop  feelings  for  you.   and  perhaps  that’s  why  i  wasn’t  100%  there  with  daith,  because  there  was  a  part  of  me,  a  portion  of  my  heart  that  belonged  to  you.

             i  realized  though,  that  we  are  all  capable  of  loving  more  than  one  person.    i’m  sad  we  never  got  the  chance  to  see  anything  between  us,  but  it’s  ok,  because  i  cherish  our  relationship.   i  cherish  our  friendship.  i  cherish  you.  always  and  forever.

      hey  daith,          if  you  find  this,  well,  the  unfortunate  happened.   and  i  know  it’s  going  to  be  hard.    daith.   i  wish  there  was  some  way  that  i  could  just,  tell  you  all  of  this  in  person.    daith,   you  are  one  of  the  best  things  that  has  ever  happened  to  me.    you  have  shown  me  love  that  even  i  couldn’t  get  sick  of.    it  was  difficult,  at  first,  meeting  you,  getting  to  know  you,  finding  you  extremely  attractive.   and  let  me  remind  you,  you’re  really  attractive.   definitely  one  of  the  hottest  guys  here.   but  really,  you  are  truly  beautiful.    i  hope  that  made  you  smile.

              but  it  was  hard,  because  i  didn’t  know  if  the  feelings  i  was  developing  for  you  was  because  of  our  parents  connection.   i  felt  like  we  had  that  same  connection.    and  i  was  hurt,  being  reminded  that  one  day,  when  we  had  that  picnic.    but  we  made  up.   and  christmas  was  wonderful.    new  years  was  even  better.     and  when  you  said  you  loved  me,  well,  too  be  honest  it  did  freak  me  out  a  little.

            but  i  love  you,  daith.    i  don’t  know  why  i  can’t  say  it.   maybe  because  everyone  i  loved  always  ended  up,  dead.    i  always  felt  abandoned.    and  it  wasn’t  their  fault.   but  still,  i  felt  if  i  said  those  three  words  to  you,  i’d  lose  you  somehow.   jokes  on  me,  i  ended  up  not  saying  it  and  i  still  lost  you.   

            sorry.    i’m  sorry  that  i  couldn’t  give  you  my  entire  heart  up  front.   but  know  that  you  did  have  it.   and  i’m  sorry  i  didn’t  say  i  loved  you,  but  know  that  i  did.   i  love  you,  i  will  always  love  you,  and  i  hope  one  day  i  will  see  you  again,  but  not  anytime  soon.    

              please,  for  gods  sake,  stay  alive.   stay  strong.    i  want  you  to  live  a  good  life,  a  long  life.   fall  in  love  again,  don’t  be  afraid  to  fall  in  love.    have  kids  of  your  own.    be  happy.    be  good,  daith.    you  are  a  beautiful  person,  inside  and  out.   and  remember,  i’m  forever  yours.

to  whoever  finds  this  letter.

          hey  everyone,                   i  know  this  might  be  hard  to  believe,  but  if  you’re  reading  this,  that  means  i’m  gone.   i  decided  to  write  this  in  case  something  happened  to  me  in  the  trial.  there’s  a  lot  i  would  like  to  say.    i  know  it  might  be  hard,  and  it  sucks,  but  you  guys  will  get  through  this,  you  have  before,  and  you  will  again.

             but,  with  this,  i  have  a  few  things  that  i’m  leaving  behind:

             all  my  weapons:  i  give  to  my  brother,  who  will  take  my  place.  i  hope  that  my  spear  and  my  buster  sword  will  help  you  on  your  journey  to  being  the  son  of  ares.   it’s  unfortunate  that  i  couldn’t  be  here,  but  with  my  death,  you  get  to  ascend.   so  bring  justice,  take  care  of  your  fellow  demigods,  and  pray  to  our  father,  maybe  he’ll  help  you  a  little  more  than  he  did,  though  he  has  done  plenty.

               the  glacial  tiara:  i  give  this  to  maximus.   i  promised  i’d  protect  you,  and  i’m  sorry  i  couldn’t.   but  this  will  at  least  help  whenever  you  encounter  many  enemies.  i  hope  it  treats  you  well.

                the  mask  of  the  father:  i  give  this  to  jasper.   you  have  seen  the  monster  in  me,  a  person  who  wasn’t  so  kind.    hopefully  this  mask,  as  creepy  as  it  looks,  will  help  you.    and  remember  that,  we’re  not  all  bad  after  all.

                  the  necklace  of  the  sacrifice:  this  one  is  for  you,  daith.   i’m  sad  that  i  didn’t  get  the  chance  to  be  there  for  you,  and  i  know  it’s  hard  for  you  now,  but,  we’ll  see  each  other  again.   one  day.   but  let  this  necklace  be  a  protection  for  you.    because  i  don’t  want  to  see  you  that  fast,  alright??

                 the  polymorph  potion:  i  give  this  to  kit.   i  feel  like  you  might  enjoy  this  one.   something  useful  for  you.   and  maybe  you  can  use  this  in  some  quest.    but  whatever  the  case,  use  it  wisely.  i  never  really  trusted  any  potions,  but  i  feel  like  for  you,  well,  you’d  have  fun.

                my  drachmae:  i  give  this  all  to  ari.    i  feel  out  everyone  you  might  have  go  use  to  it.   you’re  always  generous,  and  i  feel  like  you  might  be  just  as  so  when  using  this.    and  if  not,  well,  you  better  buy  something  good  for  yourself. 

                 the  ring  of  nine  lives:   i  don’t  think  i  ever  got  to  use  this  once.   but  i  give  this  to  my  brother  as  well.   if  it’s  of  any  use,  then  i  hope  it  will  be  of  good  use.

                  gingerbread  loaf,  lesser  health  potion,  vermin’s  megaphone, gigantes  potion,  bottled  breath,  spice  cookie,  samara’s  skeptical  spice  pouch  and  cleansing  stone:   daith,  ari.   please  make  sure  that  these  are  distributed  to  all  the  new  demigods.   all  those  that  came  at  our  time  of  need.   from  jared  to  that  leon  kid,  and  to  whoever  else  was  brought  in.    and  of  course,  whoever  takes  my  place.

         that’s  it,  that’s  all  i  have.  and  i  hope  you  guys  keep  fighting  on.   don’t  give  up,  be  strong,  be  a  family,  because  you  all  were  that  for  me.   and  don’t  be  too  harsh  on  the  new  of  ares.    help  him,  guide  him,  and  be  a  friend.    that’s  all  i  ever  wanted,  and  i’m  glad  i  got  it  here.   i  love  you.   stay  strong.

      𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐋𝐈𝐅𝐄 𝐎𝐅 𝐗𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑 𝐋𝐎𝐂𝐊𝐋𝐄𝐀𝐑  was  a  hard  one,  that  was  for  sure.   but  he  pushed  through  it  all.    through  his  mother’s  death,  through  his  first  loves,  even  losing  his  best  friends  that  he  had  made  at  the  camp.    but  he  fought,  he  let  that  anger  out  in  a  healthy  way.    he  had  grown.

       xander  knew  what  he  had  done  the  moment  he  gave  the  ring  to  remy.    as  soon  as  he  saw  eris,  the  puff  of  purple  smoke,   it  was  like  time  had  froze.    he  watched  as  he  was  sucked  in,  looking  at  daith,  realizing  that  this  might  be  the  last  time  he  would  see  him,  and  he  turned  to  look  at  milo,  knowing  he  wouldn’t  be  fast  enough.    but  he  tried  to  reach  for  his  hand  but  it  was  too  late.   he  was  sucked  into  darkness.

         xander  didn’t  know  where  he  was.    he  turned  to  look  around,  but  there  was  nothingness.    and  then,  he  felt  the  sting.   he  could  feel  the  pain  surrounding  his  heart,  and  finally  he  could  feel  nothing.    it  was  like  his  life  source  was  being  taken  away,  and  he  didn’t  know  how  to  stop  it.

        xander  locklear.   he  died  the  same  way  he  was  brought  into  the  world.   with  love  in  his  heart.   if  you  told  him  that  he  would  have  sacrificed  himself  for  one  of  his  brothers  here  those  months  ago,  he  would  have  laughed.   he  loathed  his  father,  the  god  of  war.   and  these  people  were  just––  nobodies  to  him.   but  now,  they  were  all  his  family.   and  he  just  died  for  them.

       coming  back   was  odd.   it  was  like  he  was  alive,  but  not  entirely  there.   but  he  said  what  he  needed  to  say  to  them  all.   “   fight––  keep  fighting,  just  like  i  did,  ”   he  stated.   confessing  his  love  to  daith.   and  his  love  that  he  had  for  the  family  he  was  looking  at.    but  he  was  gone,  once  again,  from  the  world  he  once  knew.

        he  didn’t  know  where  he  was  this  time.    but  he  woke  up,  like  he  was  in  some  deep  slumber.    he  wiped  his  eyes,  as  the  light  leaked  through  and  finally  xander  was  able  to  see  his  surroundings.   it  looked  like  he  was  back  in  his  apartment,  hearing  the  waves  crashing  nearby.    xander  got  up,  seeing  the  ocean,  feeling  the  breeze  as  it  hit  his  face.   he  closed  his  eyes,  humming  at  the  feeling.

            “  xander,  sweatheart,  come  get  breakfast  before  it  gets  cold,  ”   a  soft  angelic  voice  came  from  nearby.    the  boy’s  eyes  were  wide  eyed,  as  he  turned  to  see  his  mother,   just  as  beautiful  and  radiant  as  he  remembered.   he  smiled,  feeling  overjoyed  at  the  fact  that  he  was  seeing  her.   “  what’s  wrong,  xander ??   is  everything  ok ??  ”   the  woman  spoke.

            xander  shook  his  head.   “  everything  is  great  mom.   everything  is  absolutely  perfect,  ”   he  whispered,  as  he  followed  the  woman  that  had  given  life  to  him,  not  caring  of  the  worries,  the  pain,  and  the  life  he  once  had,  but  looking  forward  to  whatever  this  new  one  had  to  offer.

“It’s alright. Things would be worse if I didn’t come, right?” he said with a small laugh, before turning away a bit from Xander. It seemed they all had their own troubles both before and after arriving to camp. “Yeah… perhaps.” He knew it wasn’t true and it wouldn’t happen, but he also appreciated the other trying to cheer him up. If there was even a life for them to return to after all this was done. “…I’m… happy I’m here, for now. You all take good care of us who are new.”

“Maybe I could give you some better dreams instead then. Less nightmares,” Maximus proposed, his eyes widening at the idea of it. After all, who knew? Maybe he would have the power to do so in the future if he got stronger. It would certainly help with all the nightmares that seemed to plague the camp. He only smiled at Xander, hoping the other’s words would come to be true. Of course, hopefully didn’t bode well. Turning away from the other demigod, Maximus closed his eyes, a hand extending as golden sand began to fall from it, shifting and swirling at his feet.

Daith moaned louder as Xander began to get more into it. The same rush of their other times began to kick in and he was so incredibly aware of the other’s body and how it connected with his own, making every sensation so pleasurable and incredible that the son of Aphrodite wasn’t sure if he would ever experience something like this with any other guy. “I’m yours… I’m yours, Xander…” he moaned as a reply, crying loudly when he felt the other going deeper into him, making him feel more. So much more.  

The kisses were so delicious and Daith gave some more of his own as if Xander’s lips were the oxygen that his lungs craved so bad, as he felt lightheaded and happy. “Hey!” he yelled, as he grabbed on the other, sighing as the thud on the cold wall made him aware of how hot his body was. “Xander… it’s… it’s heaven…” he moaned, his limbs wrapping around the son of War like vines, so the other wouldn’t drop him. The angle was making every single movement feel breathtaking, and he kissed the other again, deeply. “Fuck… fuck, Xander… I fucking love this… I love you…” he moaned, as the other kept thrusting into him. He could get used to this. To been absolutely pleasured by the guy that tugged every single of his heartstrings. 

      𝐗𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑 𝐃𝐈𝐃𝐍'𝐓 𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐏  thrusting  into  daith.   he  felt  fantastic.   the  muscled  cave  slowly  expanding  more  and  more  for  xander’s  cock.    he  looked  at  him,  and  he  could  see  how  daith  was  being  so  pleasured.    he  smiled,  continuing  his  movements.    “    good,  ”   he  whispered.    so  he  kept  going.   sweat  was  becoming  evident  now.    xander  kissed  daith,  as  he  moved  his  hips  up  and  making  the  thrust  count.    he  was  glad  that  the  other  was  enjoying  it.    and  even  though  this  was  his  first  time  doing  this,  xander  wanted  to  last.

“xander, i know you miss zeke and it’s valid but it’s also not fair to me to have to remind me that i’m not him, but yeah being friends sounds nice.” he mused. “so i’m guessing when i found you back at the gym you were practicing for this guy, huh?” noah teased, falling back into old dynamics. “gotta say your stroke game is a bit sloppy there my pretty,”

Maximus’ dark eyes shifted away for a moment, wondering if his brothers before him had the same concerns that he did, or if they were stronger willed and more dedicated to their craft. Getting stronger, more powerful, learning how to protect the others around him. He would consider praying for his father to send him a vision of his siblings; perhaps they could give him greater insight. “…My mother,” he finally responded, his brain processing what Xander asked him. “I… left her at home. Alone. I can’t help but wonder how much she worries about me, knowing that we may never meet each other again.”

He nodded carefully, peering down at his hands as he clenched and unclenched them into fists. At the mention of walking into the other’s dreams, Maximus looked at Xander with a sly smile forming. “Now why would I ever want to walk into your dreams? Who knows what’s going on in there?” he joked before nodding in agreement. “Seven months. I hope I make it that long,” he admitted with a soft sigh. Turning his gaze to the other, he clapped his hands together. “Mind if I practice? I’ve been trying to make things with my sand. Name something you want.”

Leaning back just a little from his seat, he couldn’t help but steal a few more glances of Xander while he was getting dressed. It didn’t seem like the son of Ares minded anyways. Jared was simply happy to take whatever was given to him. Even in the form of cute naked boys. “I’m from the West Coast too, actually. Born and raised in Beverly Hills. Got the 9-0-2-1-0 zip code,” he replied with a chuckle, waiting for the demigod of war to return. “I assume you’re enjoying your stay, then? I’ve never been to Egypt. But this place is gorgeous,” Jared remarked, smiling to himself and fiddling with his thumbs. 

he nodded. “ daith is great. ” deciding to forego the fact that daith slept in his bed, the very same spot xander had laid in a week before. “ i think you two should at least see what the fuss is about. lean in, don’t try to pull away. ” a hand now resting on xander’s shoulder, pulling him in for a half-hug as he put his necklace back inside his shirt. “ we spend so much time with one another, it’s bound that feelings pop up. ” ari walked in tempo with the son of ares, hand still against the other. “ c’mon, let’s go to the beach. we need to enjoy alexandria while we still can. ”

     “  DO I LOOK LIKE THE TYPE TO LIE ??  “    honestly,  that  was  a  pretty  loaded  question.    while  he  wouldn’t  go  out  of  his  way  to  lie,  he  definitely  didn’t  mind  withholding  the  truth  until  it  was  the  right  time.    “  as  ready  as  i’ll  ever  be.    it’s  not  like  we  haven’t  survived  two  trials  already.  ”    tristan  shrugged  a  bit.    after  a  while,  he  felt  like  they  had  definitely  proved  themselves.