PJLS: Another Story Behind the Story

Hurricanes suck, especially if you still have to go to school during it. Curse the school board. WARNING: IF THERE IS A BOX OF TISSUES NEARBY, GRAB THEM NOW.

Brace yourself for one of the most emotional events in the life of Love Interest #3, Devin Henderson. NO, seriously. Brace. Yourself. Gonna be a bumpy ride *thinks of Prisoner of Azkaban movie*

Created by: Calypso1315

  1. "Devin...wake up, sleepy head! We have archery lessons in an hour!" Devin Henderson's eyes shot open. His eyes burned from the sudden brightness. He rubbed his throbbing retinas and tried to focus on the smiling figure standing above him in the overcrowded Hermes cabin- everyone else was fast asleep, give or take five people. As his eyes came into focus, all the sleep rubbed out of them, the smiling face wreathed in heavenly light came to look like his girlfriend of a month, Eleanor Walsh, daughter of Apollo. "You couldn't have waited fifteen more minutes?!" He groaned as he sat up. "Nope!" She cried cheerfully. He sighed loudly and granted his girlfriend a kiss, then accepted her helping hand to his feet.
  2. "Devin...wake up, sleepy head! We have archery lessons in an hour!" Devin Henderson's eyes shot open. His eyes burned from the sudden brightness. He rubbed his throbbing retinas and tried to focus on the smiling figure standing above him in the overcrowded Hermes cabin- everyone else was fast asleep, give or take five people. As his eyes came into focus, all the sleep rubbed out of them, the smiling face wreathed in heavenly light came to look like his girlfriend of a month, Eleanor Walsh, daughter of Apollo. "You couldn't have waited fifteen more minutes?!" He groaned as he sat up. "Nope!" She cried cheerfully. He sighed loudly and granted his girlfriend a kiss, then accepted her helping hand to his feet.
  3. "I was dreaming about you, you know," he told her quietly. She blushed, brushing her brown locks behind a tan ear. Her blue eyes sparkled. "I dreamed about you too," she said playfully, "I dreamnt that I beat you in a race to the mess hall for breakfast." Devin, forgetting he still wore his pajamas, leaned in close to her ear and whispered "Why don't we got make your dream come true?" Within seconds, the two demigods shot out of the cabin and down the small trail leading from the cabin area down to the mess hall. Eleanor was easily beating Devin, laughing wildly as she ran, her curly brown hair flying around her like a shiny halo. Devin smiled hugely chasing after her, heaving from the effort of running this early in the morning.
  4. When Devin finally reached the mess hall, Eleanor was waiting for him at the entrance, not at all out of breath. "How..do you...do that?" He huffed, hand over his heart. She grinned and planted a kiss on his lips. "Called exercise, darlin'! You should try it sometime!" He shot her a sarcastic look and hugged her once more before she skipped off to join her siblings at Apollo table. Still reeling from her touch, Devin went and sat down at the nearly empty Hermes cabin- he wasn't a son of Hermes, just undetermined. Sometimes he hated his parents- his father, Benjamin, and his mother, whoever she was. He yearned to know who she was; everyday, he prayed that she would claim him. But all he had gotten in response was a creepy owl telling him that he'd be claimed after the Great Tragedy, after the dove flew into the camp, the sea sweeping in before it. It sounded like a load of Minotaur crap to Devin, but it was all he had to go on. Needless to say, he spent a lot of time at Fireworks beach with Eleanor, watching the tide, and looking at the sky and waiting for the dove, and wondering what the Great Tragedy was.
  5. Devin plopped down on a bench opposite the Hermes cabin counselor- Luke Castellan. He hadn't talked to Luke much since he had arrived at camp a two months previously, but he knew that Luke was a nice guy. Luke winked at him over the rum of his coffee cup- Luke drank it even though coffee and demigods don't mix well- with one of his bright blue eyes. "'Sup, kid?" he asked, setting the cup down. "Not much. Yourself?" "Eh, same old, same old. So...how's Ellie?" Devin felt himself blush. "She's amazing, as usual." Luke winked again. "Ah, yes, young love. I've not had the pleasure of experiencing it yet myself, so Aphrodite must hate me or something. But simply looking at Eleanor, Devin, Aphrodite must love you." Devin nodded. "Remind me to be forever grate to you and Silena for introducing us." Luke waved a hand nonchalantly, like it was no big deal. "Anything for a buddy." Devin smiled at him and bit into a piece of toast.
  6. When he finished, a second after he stood up, a small body crashed into his side, a soft, warm hand weaving its way into one of his own. A smile immediately went on Devin's face. Just Eleanor's presence made his heart do jumping jacks. He smiled down at his girlfriend, her blue eyes as beautiful as the clear, blue sky above their heads. "You know what time it is, right?" He kissed her head in response. Eleanor was nice enough to let Devin change into real clothes and grab his bow before she dragged him down towards the arena. They held hands and laughed the entire way. But they didn't get the chance to enter the arena. Screams echoed from behind them, begging for help. "HYDRA!" One passing demigod screeched. Devin grabbed him by the shoulder. "Where!?" He demanded. "Thalia's tree! IT'S PISSED!" Devin released the demigod. With one quick look at Eleanor, they both raced off in the opposite direction in which they came.
  7. Devin had seen Eleanor run into battle a million times before. Yet he still found himself both terrified and entranced by the look of ferocity on her sneering face as she focused on the hydra that was getting bigger with every step they took. She raised her bow as she ran, looking down the shaft for a good shot. Devin was so entranced by her that he almost forgot to raise his own bow. The hydra was fifteen feet away from them now, snapping and snarling and clawing and breathing fire at the one other demigod that had come to Thalia's tree's defense- Luke. Luke looked just as scary as Eleanor; A snarl on his handsome, tan face, Backbiter raised high above his head, about to slash off a head, when Devin screamed his name. "NO! IT'LL JUST GROW TWO MORE!" But Luke's sword already had momentum; it crashed down on the fire-breathing head. The hydra collapsed. The campers reeking havoc behind them stopped and cheered, thinking they had defeated the monster. Eleanor was half-way to Devin, her arms raised as if she was going to hug him, when the monster's body began to groan and melt. It stood up again- this time with two fire-breathing heads.
  8. Eleanor stopped short-then, faster than light, fired an arrow straight at the monsters eye. It roared in pain, as the arrow met it's mark. It slashed blindly through the air, claws whistling three inches away from Ellie. Devin almost cried with relief when he realized she was still alive. He dropped his bow on the ground and dug out his dagger. He lunged at the monster's torso. He stabbed through the monster's torso. The hydra roared again in pain. It stumbled, knocking into a nearby tree. The tree creaked and groaned. It started to fall- right towards Devin.
  9. Devin barely had enough time to brace himself, waiting for the tree to crash down oh him, probably break his neck, when he was pushed out of the way by a small, warm body. He rolled for maybe six feet. Then he sat up and saw a mane of curly, brown hair caught underneath the tree trunk, who's width was maybe 6 feet. He screamed in anguish, seeing her silver bow lying broken on the ground next to the monster. Luke seemed to notice this- then he stuck 'biter right through the hydra's chest. He turned and ran for Chiron, yelling the whole way. The hydra disintegrated as Devin picked himself up and shot over to Eleanor's motionless form. He cradled her head in his arms, taking note of the fact that she was breathing- but barely.
  10. She opened her cerulean blue eyes slowly, smiling when she saw Devin. "You're so brave. So strong. You're going to make a great hero some day. Your mother will claim you. You're going to be great. I love you, Devin." "Don't you dare," Devin sniffled, "Don't you dare. I won't let you. I won't let you say goodbye." His voice shook, tears sliding down his nose and making puddles on her cheeks. She chuckled softly. "It's not goodbye. It's only goodbye for now. I'll see you again someday. I promise. I'll meet you in the Fields of Elysium, Devin. Promise," she said softly. "I love you, Devin." She smiled at him for a moment, until her eyes became glossy and distant, and the sun didn't beat in the palm of her hand and she was gone.
  11. Devin sobbed. He cradled her in his arms, held her close, screamed her name, as if it would bring her back. He held her, covered in monster dust, until Chiron came, Luke in tow, and plucked her from his arms and galloped off without a word. Luke rested a hand on Devin's shoulder. "You can't sit here forever." "Oh yeah? Watch me." "No, I mean, I won't let you. Eleanor wouldn't want you to fall apart. She'll be expecting you to carry on with your life." "I have no life without Eleanor," Devin said hollowly, his large brown eyes staring off into nothingness. Luke pulled him unwillingly to his feet. "Come on, Devin."
  12. *Four Hours Later*: Chiron's eyes were sad; big brown pools of crestfallen, resigned sadness, as if he had done this too many times over three thousand years. Eleanor's golden shroud was decorated with a mouse and a lyre, the two symbols of Apollo. "Hail, Eleanor Walsh, daughter of Apollo. May her spirit rest in the Fields of Elysium forever." Ellie's shroud seemed to glow as it was burned, until there was nothing left. Devin couldn't believe it. Eleanor was gone. His archery partner, best friend, tormentor, girlfriend, his......Eleanor was.....gone. He had talked to her five hours ago. She had woken his up with her smile, her heavenly light. Now, she was gone.
  13. Suddenly, a voice whispered in his ear, as he trudged back towards Hermes cabin. "The Great Tragedy has occurred," it hissed, "The sea approaches, the dove is not far behind." The pieces seemed perfectly fit together now, like a puzzle. It all made sense. Now, Devin understood. What a horrible price to pay to learn the name of your own mother.
  14. *ONE MONTH LATER* Devin was sick of pep-talking the Hermes cabin. They always groaned when they had to do anything that required energy and moving. He was like second in command to Luke. At least, that's what it felt like. Devin was beginning to wonder where his friend Percy had gone- until he entered the cabin yelling "Sup, guys?". The many kids in the cabin turned and noticed there was a new girl. Devin almost had a stroke. It was Eleanor. Wait, no it couldn't be...he had held her dead body in his arms, watched her shroud burn. "Regular or undetermined?" A girl asked her. "She's undetermined. And she just arrived," said Percy, as everyone groaned. Then, Devin stood up, as a second in command would do, and slapped on his nice-guy face. "Oh, come on guys, you can be nicer then that!" he exclaimed, and walked over to the newcomer. He smiled and said, "Hi, I'm Devin. Welcome to Hermes Cabin!" She smiled, and extended her hand, which he took. "Hi I'm Violet. Are you a regular or undetermined?" she asked,looking like she felt very cool for asking. He laughed. "Undetermined, just like you." She nodded, and set down her stuff next to where Percy motioned her to. Devin couldn't believe his eyes. This girl- Violet- looked just like Eleanor. He realized his pulse had quickened form shaking her hand. But he couldn't....he was waiting for Eleanor. A voice whispered in his ear, 'The sea and dove have arrived. You will be claimed, Devin Henderson.' But Devin didn't care. He just wanted Eleanor back. Maybe he would get his wish....
  15. Heyy, guys. I'm so sorry for making you cry, if I did. I sobbed while writing this. A warning; I'm right smack dab in the middle of Hurricane Sandy. I'm super scared. So I will not be updating for a while. So, hasta la vista, mi lovelies. Good luck, if you're in a state of emergency like me!!

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