Beneath The Threads Of Life

An old fanfic that I'm renewing for PJO. The main character, Muse Lockhart (her actual name, I used it for Rose that one time because I could) has been raised in Camp Half-Blood. She knows her mother's identity, but never bothers to run around and try to look for her. But maybe when she's claimed, she may not like who her father is. TATN / Thalia! 03:17, March 17, 2010 (UTC)

P.S The first chapter takes place in 2005. And this is also based off an old Transformers Animated fan fiction. Still, even though I wrote the thing in August and July, Muse is my favourite OC in the world. Enjoy it, my dad called it delicious.

One, Hide 'N' Seek.
I've never known my real family. They abandoned me in front of Camp Half-Blood. They knew about the demigods that resided here. They had left me for dead here, hoping no one would find me, because they were still young adults. They'd only been nineteen when I was born.

I've managed to track them down but I've been too nervous to try and find them. I'm practically a twin to my mother, Keenan. But I look nothing like my father, Adam.

My mum was really pretty, I'd seen pictures. She had long red hair like mine and the same eyes as me. She was pale and had a lot of freckles on her face. I took after her a lot, but I didn't have as many freckles.

I sat on my bunk in the Hermes cabin, like I usually did since I was too small to train with all the other kids. I didn't even waste my time playing games and stuff like most the young quarter bloods my age did.

"I dunno. I want a normal life..." I whispered to my stuffed bunny named Bunny. "Tonight, I'll stay up for a little while longer than I'm allowed and when I see the stars, I'll wish upon one. It works in the fairy-tales. It'll be fun, right Bunny?"

I moved her head to simulate nodding. Hey, I'm seven, what do you expect?

"I'll wish I were someone else. I'll wish I had brown hair and green eyes. I'll be sure to wish for you to stay with me though, okay, Bunny?"

I made Bunny nod again.

Bunny was adorable. She had big feet and a creamy white fur that was really pretty. She had three ribbons (but they looked like one) tied around her neck. The colours were a light, faded lavender, a faded creamy blush pink, and silvery white. She had really cute hazel eyes and a permanent grin.

She was the only thing I had of my parents and the only love I knew.

There was a knock on the door of the cabin. I stayed quiet and tried to pretend I was asleep. It was probably Chiron. Nope. It was one of the Hermes girls, Eliza. She took care of me a lot.

"Hey kid," She sat on my bed next to me. "You know that tomorrow is the last day of camp."

"Yeah." I nodded. Of course I remembered. All the Hermes campers griped about it a lot.

"Well I was thinking that you could go to an actual school for once. You could live with me. I'm an only child and my mum is lucky to have me. Whadda you say kiddo?"

I nodded, blushing. When Eliza left, I brought out my paper stash and started to draw. I was good at it, for my age. I drew a picture of a girl, a girl around my age.

When I was bored with that I picked up my book and read. Now I didn't read things like Junie B Jones. I read things like My Sister The Vampire, Kira-Kira, and Star In The Storm. (A/N:: Good books, read 'em. I just looked over at my bookshelf for these titles. They don't belong to me, they belong to their rightful owners.)

I looked at the photos of my parents and felt my lips purse some. I exhaled slowly and audibly through my nose.

''Why did you abandon me? Do I have loving and loved siblings that are "better" than me?'' I thought sadly, staring at the photo of my mother.

(A/N:: Short because this is where it ran out and I HATE adding to my original fics. Unless it's for the better XD)