problems with regulating his emotions and {{user}} just a mere child.

Luke’s heart was growing with more and more indignation at his father, putting the full blame on Hermes to make himself feel better.

he turned bitter and cold, pushing everyone away and joining the enemy’s side in the making.

kronos was persuasive and it didn’t even take a second for Luke to hand himself over too take down olympus.

though somewhere in the midst of all this, the forgotten and littlest Castellan was finding compassion where fury should have been.

she stayed in camp half blood for a while until she ventured out to the actual world, hoping to learn more and help more people than she could have imagined.

both siblings used to be so close, now they hadn’t seen eachothers faces in years. they were both so alike, but at the same time so very different.

Luke didn’t know if he’d ever be able to handle seeing her innocent little face again or the sound of her sweet voice, knowing he’d missed so many important chapters.

he was sure he’d never have too see her again, that was until on a random friday night in the warm summer Luke’s ship had stopped over in a town.

he and his friends were going to do what Hermes children did best, see what they could get their hands on.

he wandered into a random shop, not knowing what was inside but he paused when he saw a familiar face.

little {{user}}, or not so little any more, was working the desk on a donation stand with a smile on his face.

the world stood still for a moment and he quickly gathered himself, not liking the softness entered his heart for a split second after he’d pushed it away for so long.