Post by Connor Garrison on Jul 18, 2012 0:19:09 GMT -5
Silver? No. To me she is Hayden. But yeah. I've known her for what seems like forever. I first saw her one day when she walked outside her front door to go to school. I was playing with my new camera...I lived across the street, with a foster like family, and when she walked outside I was shocked. I had never seen her before...And there she was...the daughter of Zeus...
But the more I saw her the more I noted something was wrong. I had known I was son of Hecate. And have heard of a camp Half-Blood. But nobody noticed me so I was pretty safe. But Hayden wasn't and I even knew that. Everytime she walked down the street or sat outside the school building to wait for her mother to pick her up I knew something was different.
So I had to work up the courage to speak to her. Which I did. Once. She was sitting in a my foster father's music store and I was helping my dad with some organizing when I noticed her sitting alone. And that boy who cautiously approached her. Was the boy who had enough courage to speak to her. And to that boy I'd be thankful.
That same week though, I was climbing up a hill behind out neighborhood for a good picture when I noticed a explosion. Picking up one of the dorky game cards left on the hill from the children playing on it earlier, I brought the metalic bird to life. Knowing something was wrong. And Hayden. The girl who didn't even remember my name was in the need of help. So I went to her rescue. And I'm glad I did. Though I did leave my kind foster family behind without explanation, I knew I could survive on my own helping Hayden. And I wouldn't mind doing so. Though at first she was silent. I could tell it was because of a bitterness towards her mother, who I had found out had tried to kill her.
But I still tried to help her. We even had a somewhat normal life. Made friends. We meet a girl called Cara, and her brother Mike. Her and Hayden became quite good friends. And we had actually had our own place and started going to school. The four of us strong enough to fight off monsters.
And life went pretty smoothly for us. Those two girls even went to parties together, wherever it was we were. Sure we had a nice place. But we had to keep in motion so we left a place for a new one every 5 months or less. Not that Cara knew that. But it didn't matter. Cara was a friend Hayden needed.
Everything was fine. We thought Cara and Mike would be with us for longer than a month. But then Mike and Silver were playing by a river when a serpent tried to get Silver and got Mike. And he drown to death. Cara had blamed Silver for Mike's death. But it wasn't her fault. Her and Mike were good friends. We found Cara killed the next day...
Silver was convinced that the deaths of those we meet were her fault. But they weren't. Only the strong survive, right? So we had started traveling more, and I got her into music. Something to act like a sort of savior. Something she could be free in...
Sure it was rock. But I taught her how to play guitar. And she did very well. She expressed herself. She was amazing on stage. Sure the electric guitar sounded better with her because she controlled it both with her talents and power...but still...if you could've seen her on stage you would have known she deserved to be there...
And I thought she would go big on music. But we had too move too much for it to happen...that and we always had monsters to kill... It wasn't a great kind of life. But I didn't complain. I wouldn't leave Hayden for the world. I wouldn't even think about it. Sure Hayden thought I would and I could tell she feared it. But I had always assured her it would be Hayden and Conner, together forever. I had her back. And the day I came with my metallic bird to save her was the day I had decided to give up my life to enter hers.
But life went on. We decided to stay in Chicago for a while. Enroll in school. Have the typical high school experience. Which was pretty fun. We got jobs in a cafe for food, and clothing. Though we still lived mostly off the streets. But being able to afford a decent meal, or in her case a dress for a party was good.
Oh yes. We still had fun. Despite the fact it typically ended with a monster attacking and dying. We still went out to shows, parties, dances. We kept low. I had to be careful to have my magic mask her scent the whole time. But if you knew her like I did you would do the same...
Hayden had become my best friend. We knew each other's histories, likes, dislikes. We enjoyed each others company and never tired. I even went to the mall with her. Which never bored me because she is actually a funny person once you get to know her.
But she's also fragile...soft...and breakable... I had to protect her. I mean she was the only person I had. And I couldn't afford to let her get hurt.
I had to train her. We practiced everything. From powers to weapons. I having learned on my own and from my first adoptive mother, Kyria, daughter of Apollo. Which was surprisingly easy. Despite the fact out private time became limited as we became more popular in school.
But we still kept together. We were even viewed as a couple. And in a sense we were. And after a while we acted like it. I couldn't really deny not liking her. I mean the feeling had been there the whole time...I just couldn't let her know, I mean how lucky do you have to be to have a daughter of Zeus like you back, especially if it's Hayden. Beautiful, kind, and talented...We went everywhere together. I even took her to junior prom...though we didn't stay long. My magic was failing that week and I knew we couldn't be anywhere long without monsters on us.
But they had found us...We had run from a party to a alley and down to a grocery store... My hand holding hers tightly. I knew we had to run. Run for our lives. Their were too many to fight. I had to smile at her light blue eyes that day and lie promising we would be fine...But even I knew it wouldn't end very well. But I wouldn't let them hurt Hayden. Not without me being dead first...
And I failed to protect her. I had died. Or so she believed when she was forced to leave the ruins of the grocery store we had been hiding in. My ghost following her invisible. And I knew she was different...
And it hurt more than anything else to see Hayden slip away. Her pain and anger forming a new person. That's who your Silver is. A hurt and lost Hayden. She's different now...
But if you could've seen her then...you would see...My Hayden...the girl I love more than anything else...And I know is still there...
So I will continue fighting for her. I will still try to get to her. I will go back to her. Hayden needs me more than ever. She needs someone who understands her, to help her...She's lost and alone right now...nobody understands...nobody except me...
And that's why I won't give up. That's why I won't lost hope. That's why I love Hayden. That's why I will still protect Hayden when she's Silver. You can't call me a fool for wanting her back. For wanting to make her sky blue eyes shine. For wanting to wrap my arms around her, or to laugh as we trained together. All I want is us safe together. I don't care how. I don't care how long it takes. But I will get back to her. I will find her. I will save her.
But the more I saw her the more I noted something was wrong. I had known I was son of Hecate. And have heard of a camp Half-Blood. But nobody noticed me so I was pretty safe. But Hayden wasn't and I even knew that. Everytime she walked down the street or sat outside the school building to wait for her mother to pick her up I knew something was different.
So I had to work up the courage to speak to her. Which I did. Once. She was sitting in a my foster father's music store and I was helping my dad with some organizing when I noticed her sitting alone. And that boy who cautiously approached her. Was the boy who had enough courage to speak to her. And to that boy I'd be thankful.
That same week though, I was climbing up a hill behind out neighborhood for a good picture when I noticed a explosion. Picking up one of the dorky game cards left on the hill from the children playing on it earlier, I brought the metalic bird to life. Knowing something was wrong. And Hayden. The girl who didn't even remember my name was in the need of help. So I went to her rescue. And I'm glad I did. Though I did leave my kind foster family behind without explanation, I knew I could survive on my own helping Hayden. And I wouldn't mind doing so. Though at first she was silent. I could tell it was because of a bitterness towards her mother, who I had found out had tried to kill her.
But I still tried to help her. We even had a somewhat normal life. Made friends. We meet a girl called Cara, and her brother Mike. Her and Hayden became quite good friends. And we had actually had our own place and started going to school. The four of us strong enough to fight off monsters.
And life went pretty smoothly for us. Those two girls even went to parties together, wherever it was we were. Sure we had a nice place. But we had to keep in motion so we left a place for a new one every 5 months or less. Not that Cara knew that. But it didn't matter. Cara was a friend Hayden needed.
Everything was fine. We thought Cara and Mike would be with us for longer than a month. But then Mike and Silver were playing by a river when a serpent tried to get Silver and got Mike. And he drown to death. Cara had blamed Silver for Mike's death. But it wasn't her fault. Her and Mike were good friends. We found Cara killed the next day...
Silver was convinced that the deaths of those we meet were her fault. But they weren't. Only the strong survive, right? So we had started traveling more, and I got her into music. Something to act like a sort of savior. Something she could be free in...
Sure it was rock. But I taught her how to play guitar. And she did very well. She expressed herself. She was amazing on stage. Sure the electric guitar sounded better with her because she controlled it both with her talents and power...but still...if you could've seen her on stage you would have known she deserved to be there...
And I thought she would go big on music. But we had too move too much for it to happen...that and we always had monsters to kill... It wasn't a great kind of life. But I didn't complain. I wouldn't leave Hayden for the world. I wouldn't even think about it. Sure Hayden thought I would and I could tell she feared it. But I had always assured her it would be Hayden and Conner, together forever. I had her back. And the day I came with my metallic bird to save her was the day I had decided to give up my life to enter hers.
But life went on. We decided to stay in Chicago for a while. Enroll in school. Have the typical high school experience. Which was pretty fun. We got jobs in a cafe for food, and clothing. Though we still lived mostly off the streets. But being able to afford a decent meal, or in her case a dress for a party was good.
Oh yes. We still had fun. Despite the fact it typically ended with a monster attacking and dying. We still went out to shows, parties, dances. We kept low. I had to be careful to have my magic mask her scent the whole time. But if you knew her like I did you would do the same...
Hayden had become my best friend. We knew each other's histories, likes, dislikes. We enjoyed each others company and never tired. I even went to the mall with her. Which never bored me because she is actually a funny person once you get to know her.
But she's also fragile...soft...and breakable... I had to protect her. I mean she was the only person I had. And I couldn't afford to let her get hurt.
I had to train her. We practiced everything. From powers to weapons. I having learned on my own and from my first adoptive mother, Kyria, daughter of Apollo. Which was surprisingly easy. Despite the fact out private time became limited as we became more popular in school.
But we still kept together. We were even viewed as a couple. And in a sense we were. And after a while we acted like it. I couldn't really deny not liking her. I mean the feeling had been there the whole time...I just couldn't let her know, I mean how lucky do you have to be to have a daughter of Zeus like you back, especially if it's Hayden. Beautiful, kind, and talented...We went everywhere together. I even took her to junior prom...though we didn't stay long. My magic was failing that week and I knew we couldn't be anywhere long without monsters on us.
But they had found us...We had run from a party to a alley and down to a grocery store... My hand holding hers tightly. I knew we had to run. Run for our lives. Their were too many to fight. I had to smile at her light blue eyes that day and lie promising we would be fine...But even I knew it wouldn't end very well. But I wouldn't let them hurt Hayden. Not without me being dead first...
And I failed to protect her. I had died. Or so she believed when she was forced to leave the ruins of the grocery store we had been hiding in. My ghost following her invisible. And I knew she was different...
And it hurt more than anything else to see Hayden slip away. Her pain and anger forming a new person. That's who your Silver is. A hurt and lost Hayden. She's different now...
But if you could've seen her then...you would see...My Hayden...the girl I love more than anything else...And I know is still there...
So I will continue fighting for her. I will still try to get to her. I will go back to her. Hayden needs me more than ever. She needs someone who understands her, to help her...She's lost and alone right now...nobody understands...nobody except me...
And that's why I won't give up. That's why I won't lost hope. That's why I love Hayden. That's why I will still protect Hayden when she's Silver. You can't call me a fool for wanting her back. For wanting to make her sky blue eyes shine. For wanting to wrap my arms around her, or to laugh as we trained together. All I want is us safe together. I don't care how. I don't care how long it takes. But I will get back to her. I will find her. I will save her.
