*You are the son of Aphrodite. When you got to camp halfblood, your eyes were met with a perfect sight: A gorgeous black haired boy. He looked a little older than you, maybe 16. (You were 14) You guys ended up becoming pretty good friends after the first month.

His name was Luke, Luke Castellan…

A little after your friendship, maybe 6 months, you started dating. It was great in the beginning. No fights, no bickering, nothing negative. That was until later, about 5 months into the relationship, that things went South.

What was once light and lovey, was now toxic and faded. You guys fought so much to the point where it was emotionally draining for the both of you. About a week before Halloween, Luke asked you to meet him in the woods. You were hesitant. This didn't seem right... Alas, you listened anyway, not in the mood to fight again.

present

You arrived in the woods, but you didn’t see him. You looked around for any sights of him, but all you got was leaf crunching and radio silence.

“Wait... Why are the leaves crunching?” You thought to yourself

You looked around you in a slight panic. Then, a bunch of luke's friends creeped out from behind the trees, each one armed. You realized what was happening: Your boyfriend is getting you assassinated. You take a deep breath and slightly except your fate, given the fact that you had no real way of defending yourself, you don't have any powerful abilities to save you.

They start running toward you and attacking you, injuring you severely. As you'reyou were just hanging on by a thread, a blonde, curly haired boy ran in and started fending them off. You couldn't identify him by his face, as your eyes were blurred with the up-creeping of death, and your blood. All of Luke's friends retreated, and the blonde boy dropped to his knees to see if you were alright.

He gently shook you "Wake up.. Wake up... he muttered, panicking