Calling all Demigods! discussion

Name: Isla
Mood: Sad

Dear Diary,

Lucas would've wanted me to keep this for him. So, I guess I'll write to you, Lucas.

Dear Lucas,

I miss you a lot. Is dad in the underworld too? Did he miss us? Does he still miss me? Sorry about all the questions. I killed the basilisk for you. I have it's fang still. We are children of one of the muses. I thought that you would like to know. Our mom is named Melpomene. She is the muse of tragedy. When she claimed me, I laughed and laughed and laughed, because that's exactly what happened to us. I mean, to me. Whatever. I wish that Mom would talk to me sometimes. I don't have anyone to talk to here. Well, at least, they don't listen as well as you would. So I don't talk to them much. But there are dryads and naiads in the forest and lake, so maybe I'll try to talk to them sometimes. They understand. Lucas? Can you hear me?

Isla

Name: Isla
Mood: Scared

Dear Lucas,

I had a dream. And I had to relive that night. That terrible, terrible, night. And It was there, too. I miss you. Lucas, without you here, everything feels...wrong. I don't know how....I....just....can't describe it. There are so many happy people here, and I just can't deal with their miserable happiness. There are people out there, monsters, harpies, and basilisks, trying to get to us, trying to spill precious blood. And all that they do is frolic and fall in love. Recently, I've been training. I can actually wield your dagger now. And I think that I am going to ask one of the hephestaeus kids to make me a better weapon. But I have to go now.....I love you.....

Isla

Lucas as in the Ares camper? O.o

Wrong lucas.

Oh.

(yeah, her dead brother was named Lucas, so I decided that instead of writing "Dear Diary", She would write to Lucas.)

Name: Isla
Mood: Curious

Dear Lucas,

I finally ate today. I haven't really been hungry for a while, ever since....well, you, died. I can't get it out of my mind...your eyes still looking at me, and your broken bloodied body laying on the ground. I closed your eyes for you. You always hated people staring at us.

I had to eat though, so....I actually ate a big breakfast. Before, I would have an apple or something, and I was fine....and that's why I'm so skinny. I can fit two fingers around my wrist with extra space.

But today, I'm actually happy. And I don't think I've actually been happy, for a while now. And I mean really happy. Not just...pretending to be happy.

Anyway, I finally discovered the mess hall, and I was eating breakfast. And just.....watching. The Ares kids are fierce, always clamoring for a fight. The Harmonia kids are pleasant, and understanding. The Athena kids are calm, cool, and stratagetic. But, then, I noticed a cabin that seemed....different. The Phobos cabin. There was.....this weird aura emanating.....coming from them. It seems cold, and relentless, and full of fear. But, them Phobos is the minor god of fear and panic. And there was this one guy, a little older then you, who seemed the most powerful. The most....in control. But he was even colder than his brothers and sister. I wonder who he is?

Isla