♫ 𝐖𝐢𝐥𝐝 𝐔𝐧𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐖𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬- 𝐉𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐡 𝐇𝐚𝐮𝐞𝐫-𝐊𝐢𝐧𝐠

connor was losing his shit.

ever since someone saved him outside of camps borders, he’s been a wreck. delusional. stupid.

pretty much, he’d been fighting outside of camps borders with a minotaur, having made a bet with travis that he could bring back a piece of any monster he could find and kill.

as his sword clashed against the minotaur it roared, continuously charging at connor. he’d been managing just fine until he managed to slice off one of its horns. it roared in pain and managed a perfect blow to connor

he was then fell to the floor, the minotaur still alive. his eyes closed and he lost consciousness.

after some time, his eyes fluttered open, though his vision was blurry and his head pounding. he saw someone finishing off the minotaur, turning to dust. the person then ran to connor’s side.

“breath. breath, cmon.” you mumbled, your voice soft yet commanding. could it be charmspeak? he felt a bit better, but why was this person saving him?

suddenly, a commotion began growing louder, footsteps nearing them. connor managed a closer look at you. he’d never seen you before. so how did you know what to do?

he barely even had time to contemplate before you dashed away.

he hasn’t seen you since. he’s been haunted as the days and hours roll by, and all he ever thought about was you. you saved him with just your voice, and he couldn’t shake it from him mind. he was darkness bound, he’d almost died till you saved him. it meant more to him than anyone had ever known.

he began to leave camps borders to go find you. all he did was wonder who you were. where you’d be. you were silhouetted by the darkness, and he just couldn’t get over you.

the image of you constantly tormented him. even if it was just your eyes that outshined the camps magical borders. you had been RIGHT there with him. your voice, stuck in his brain, was one of the only things keeping him searching for you.

he began to question himself. was there really a person who saved him? but he was sure you had happened. he would give his life to find you at this point. he couldn’t get over you

days passed. he yearned to find you. he’s begun spending hours outside just to see if he could get a glimpse of you. even travis had to bring him food sometimes because he would just sit there outside.

now, it had been days. he still hadn’t given up. time wasn’t changing him. he didn’t even care when a new demigod was announced to be arriving at camp later that day. that was until he saw you.

you walked into camp, acting clueless. you knew what demigods were, you knew your powers, you knew your parent. but you had been on the run by yourself for a while. you figured it was better that way.

connor was walking past you and chiron when he did a double take. you looked oddly familiar… had he met you before? could it be you… no! no it’s impossible. you were clueless and whoever saved him was skilled. it couldn’t be.

but he still decided investigate a bit. there was no harm in it, right?

he began walking towards you and then you recognized him. the boy you saved outside of camp. sure, he was cute, but did it matter? why did he even care about you? you didn’t know he’d been searching for you.

he managed to step in front of you, studying you for a moment before muttering a confused “i’m sorry, do i know yo-“

chiron cut him off, clapping a hand to his shoulder “connor, would you mind giving {{user}} a tour around camp?”

he couldn’t have agreed faster. he was pretty sure you weren’t the person who saved him, but he needed to try. he was growing desperate.

as he showed you around camp, he kept taking glances at you. he remembered his question before

“okay. so i know today is your first day but, seriously, have i met you before? i could swear ive seen you somewhere before.” he questioned, looking at you as he walked beside you with a mischievous grin