Discovered at Midnight {Natasha}

[Mitch Frost]

Two. Or three. Mitch wasn’t sure how much time he was gone on the quest. All he knew was that it was worthless. The fighting, the bloods, scars, bruises, the fatigue, the emotions. Nothing. Katrina didn’t remember him. Not a single thing actually. She had already passed through the River Lethe. She would never remember. Not only that, she didn’t want to leave. He took one more look back at the entrance and exit the group had used to get in and out of the Underworld. He had sent the group ahead since he was just going to Shadow Travel back to camp.

He couldn’t help it. He just didn’t want to break down in front of them. To them, he was the scary Hades kid who looked his father in the eye and told him off for letting his first love forget him. She had lost a perfect life. And for what? Nothing. One kiss. To him, one kiss wasn’t worth that of a young life. Even if immortal before. He wiped the tears he felt forming away. With Stygian Iron sword in hand he took off the skull ring from his other hand and used the rest of that energy as he walked into a nearby shadow to get him to camp.

A few minutes later he walked out of the forest. Sword tip dragging on the ground. Shoulders slumped. Ring being slid back on slowly. Hair a mess. Cheek bleeding from another sword clipping him. Neck bruised from an Empousa picking him up. Lip gashed and blackened eye from a group of Furies. A slight limp to his step thanks to a hellhound crashing into him. He looked like death itself. He exhaled and shuddered as he did. Maybe a broken rib from the Telekhines.

It was near midnight as he got to his cabin. He took one look at the obsidian, skulls, Greek fire torches, and random jewels that layered the top and felt himself instantly relax. It felt good to be home. To be somewhere he was welcome. To finally see his sister and tell her about his journey. He just hoped she didn’t worry too much. Both of them for that matter. He tended to forget he had two sisters now.

He pushed open the door and felt his head rush. His sword fell out of his hand and hit the floor with a loud clang. His knees following suit. His hand barely went to his forehead to touch it before everything went black and he fell forward. Head landing on the cool ground. Lights out. His breathing slowed, his heart slowed. The fatigue from shadow travel, even with the energy from the ring, being just slightly too much as he felt his thoughts slow until they stopped.

The boy lay there out cold. Unknown to the world. Not hearing the door being pushed open even more. Not hearing whatever sound his sister make as she saw her brother laying there on the cold hard ground looking bruised and battered. Not feeling himself that he was slowly slipping from the living.

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[Natasha Pierce]

Hearts are breakable. And I think even when you heal,
you're never what you were before.

It was late into the night when Natasha finally got her individual training done. Chiron had let her go early most nights for the past two or three months now, he said that Natasha's heart wasn't "in it" and she wondered when it ever would be again. Two or three months ago she had had her heart ripped out by a boy that she had only known for three years, a person she didn't even knew existed...let alone she loved. Her brother Mitch was sent on a quest and she wondered if he remembered the day he told her he was leaving. If he knew about the makeup that ran down her face, because when she said it...she really hadn't been fine at all.

It was like this every night. Natasha would return from training to her empty cabin. Mitch and herself were the only children Hades that were known of, but with him gone...she was alone. The cabin was a little creepier than usual and was...open? Natasha froze in her tracks. Since she was the only occupant, it was weird and no one even dared let alone was allowed in another campers cabin if they were not related. It wasn't long before Natasha had her bow out and an arrow was already strung as she moved soundlessly towards the entry way. Peering in, her bow following her gaze. Nothing in her immediate vision. It wasn't until she lowered her bow a bit that she noticed her intruder was faced down on the ground.

A gasp stole from her lips. Natasha felt a pain in her head and her heart contract. It was almost the same sensation that she felt when Max Darke had died. Doubling over in pain she clutched the rail of the bunks that were unoccupied. This person was very close to death but she still felt that struggle for life in her heart. Slowly she moved towards the lifeless figure on the floor. Noticing tiny characteristics as she advanced...black hair...pale skin.. a Stygian Iron sword that lay inches from the right hand...Stygian Iron?? Panicked swelled Natasha's brain, hastily directing her vision to the boys hands and on the ring figure stood out like a black stone in a snow bank, the same energy ring that Mitch wore.

All precautions faded as she rushed to the boy's lifeless body, refusing to accept it was her brother until she knew for sure. She draped herself over the body using her force to flip it over. Mitch. A piercing scream filled the silence of the night, escaped from Natasha's mouth before breaking into sobs. Her brother: Hair a mess. Cheek bleeding. Neck bruised. Lip gashed. Blackened eye. He looked like Death had already taken him, if she couldn't sense him she wouldn't have known better.

Hooves came crashing through the cabin's door. Chiron with his bow ready for an attack. Natasha lay sobbing across her brothers body until that moment and she just pointed at her brother as an explanation, speechless and trembling she let Chiron take Mitch away from her. Natasha knelt on her knees, sobs continuing to course through her body but only for a moment until she followed Chiron out of the cabin at a run. She ran until she reached the infirmary and stopped, collapsing on the steps. She knew that Chiron had lots of work to do and she needed to stay out of the way. Her hands held her head as she sobbed quietly. It wasn't until the moon was at it's full height in the sky that Chiron came to fetch her from outside. Hugging herself she walked into his room, took a chair and moved it right beside his bed. She held his hand as her only family, however limited the connection, lay there motionless. After several hours she fell asleep, still holding his hand and rested her head on the empty space of bed beside her brother.

"Hearts are breakable. And I think even when you heal, you're never what you were before." she could hear from a distance as she slipped into the nightmares to come.

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[Mitch Frost]

Pitch black. Dark. Void. For one of the first times in his life Mitch could sense the fear people get from the dark. It wasn’t the dark he feared though. It was how alone he felt. His body was floating with nowhere to turn and nothing tethering him down to the earth. He could feel himself flailing around, trying to find something to grasp onto, but nothing was there. But as he thought he was a goner for sure, all of a sudden a couple shaped could be seen. Both with dark hair. Both with dark eyes. Both calling out for him.

Voices that were easily recognized. Voices that would cause him to laugh or groan depending on the subjects that started talking about. Voices that were very dear to his heart. He floated closer to them until he was able to reach them. And just like that, the feeling of flailing disappeared. He was once again shining in that darkness. It was once again his best friend as he embraced both his sisters. But he knew this wasn’t real. Things were never this dark in the real world. They were only this dark in the Underworld where he had failed to save Katrina.

He could feel his body slowly come to and as he went to move his hand up to his face to wipe his eyes, he felt another holding on to it. His eyes blinked open slowly as he took in his surroundings with a shuddering breath. They focused on Natasha as she lay with her head on the bed clutching his hand. A small smile formed on his face, until he cringed. His other unoccupied hand came up to his lip, and touched the busted part as he winced before wiping his eyes finally. He then noticed he wasn’t in the Hades cabin.

How had he come to be in the infirmary? Chiron walked in with Summer by his side. His sister ran to him and hugged him from the opposite side or Natasha, careful not to wake the sleeping girl up, Mitch hugged her back with his free arm. He looked at Chiron with a confused glance who only nodded and left the building leaving a confused Mitch to turn to Summer. Who set in a whispering tone to not wake Natasha. Hypnos knew they both hadn’t really gotten sleep since Mitch had disappeared. ”You’ve been out for a couple hours at least. Natasha found you lying in your cabin, beat up pretty badly. But shit Mitch! I’m glad your back. Now your older sister doesn’t have to worry too much.”

She smiled at him as tears ran down her face. He grabbed her hand and held it tightly. ”Not going anywhere for awhile. You need sleep as well. Go.” But instead, Summer just sat down in the other chair and leaned back. ”You aren’t leaving my sight for the next week. I’m sleeping here.” She sent him a small smile before closing her eyes. It was only a couple seconds before Mitch could see her breathing slowing to where she fell asleep.

With his free hand he wiped his hand again for the tears that had started to fall. It was amazing to feel so loved. He just wished that his sisters hadn’t been upset for no reason. After all, he had failed. He looked to Natasha and debated between letting her sleep or waking her up. Looking at both of his sisters and noticing how tired they both looked, he let her sleep. Though he didn’t fall back into his sleep. He couldn’t too many thoughts ran rapid through his mind on how he wished the quest would’ve went better. Without realizing it, his hands had tightened. The free one curling into a slight fist and the occupied one holding a bit tighter to Natasha’s hand as a bout of pain shot through his body.

It still felt the effects of the pain and he assumed it was going to for the next month as he healed and his heart got over its loss once again. But at least he’d be home safe and sound where people wouldn’t be worrying about him.

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[Natasha Pierce]

Hearts are breakable. And I think even when you heal,
you're never what you were before.

The images from the previous night flashed through Natasha's mind. Mitch on the floor. Turning him over and seeing her brothers face. Hair a mess. Cheek bleeding. Neck bruised. Lip gashed. Blackened eye. She could see herself screaming but nothing came out. No one was coming. She clutched her brother in her arms and sobbed, he was dying and no one could hear her. But no there was a shadow behind her. Finally. She turned but to find no one she had ever seen before and this man...all shadow, not a single feature just two burning red eyes on a silhouette of a man. He grabbed Natasha's hand pulling her away from her brother, being dragged out of the cabin..by this mix of man and shadow. She screamed, she kicked, she swore. Nothing worked. Summer Frost passed by. She screamed for her help, to tell her that their brother was dying in the cabin. No response. She simply smiled and turned away. A pressure went through Natasha's hand, waking her up in a panic.

She took in her surroundings. Takings rapid breaths to calm herself down. She was in the infirmary, Mitch was next to her. Summer lay in a chair sleeping. It was Mitch squeezing her hand not a hybrid shadow man. Her breaths slowed as her mind registered that she was safe. She turned to her brother, he looked like he was in pain, well that was understandable. He had just nearly come back from the dead. "Mitch" she said, forcing the tears back. It was nice to see him, she was happy almost. "How are you feeling?" she asked in a whispering tone, as to not wake the Apollo girl sleeping in the chair. It was a lame question and she probably already knew the answer.

She ran her free hand through her long brown hair. "Katrina?" she hated to ask, after all of this but she was generally curious. She adverted her eyes to the floor. She knew it was to soon to ask and now she felt bad about the single name that escaped her lips. It was difficult, seeing the ones you love hurt. Natasha didn't know if it was better that he was back and she could see his hurt or if he was still away on his quest and she could imagine whatever her mind came up with.

Nathan Lockwood came in at that moment just kind of bustling around getting some supplies and healing some others when he noticed Summer sleeping in the corner. "Is she?" he asked a hint of worry in his tone. Natasha assumed he meant to add hurt or another synonym for it after. "No she's fine." she said turning her gaze to the brunette. "Just sleeping" she added. A wash of relief came over Nathan and he turned back and headed out the door. Natasha blinked and returned her attention to her brother. "You gave me a real good scare...you know that right" she said a small giggle escaping along with her words. She wanted to scream at him for leaving her, wanted to hit him. But all she could do was laugh. Was this a coping method? She assumed. Mitch, was lying there. Beat up, bruised. The bleeding had stopped thanks to Chiron but she still found it hard to look at him. Like every time she looked at what happened to him, it killed her inside. For once she wanted a story where the good guys won and the bad guys died, and stayed dead.

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[Mitch Frost]

As his sister woke up, Mitch couldn’t help the sense that something had happened. Her pupils were dilated to the point of fear and her breathing was rapid. He waking her up on accident was actually probably for the best. His eyebrows furrowed for a second, and upon his hesitation about asking if she was all right, she beat him to it. He gave a small smile that probably looked more like a grimace. ”Hey Natasha. I’m….well all things considering. Probably lucky. Okay. Well not really. I feel like shit.” He shifted himself up a bit, wincing as the pain shot from his ribs as he did so.

He sighed and fell back to his regular position. It wasn’t as comfortable, but it didn’t hurt. When that one name fell from his sisters lips, his glance went to the bed and he slowly separated their hands. Even if he didn’t want to lose the contact with someone who loved him, he couldn’t help it as his hands wanted to fiddle with the thin blanket that covered his legs. ”I was too late. Most likely by a couple days. She couldn’t remember a thing. It was terrible to see her looking at me with such an empty gaze.” He hadn’t noticed he was crying until he felt a drop hit his hand.

One of his hands went up and started swiping at his eyes furiously. He didn’t need to be seen as weak. He was already weak by being in the infirmary instead of taking care of himself. As Nathan walked in the room, he looked down so he wouldn’t have to see Mitch crying. As he questioned them on Summer, Mitch couldn’t help the protection he felt for her flare up for a moment as he glared at Nathan, until it clicked in his mind that this would be Summer’s other brother. Mitch has to talk to her about if she told her secret to anyone else. That was supposed to be their thing and he hoped she didn’t tell her other siblings.

It was hard. Knowing Summer had so many siblings to give her attention to and he only had two. He sometimes wondered why his mom had to get with his dad. If she would’ve gotten with Apollo again, he probably would’ve skipped this whole mess. But then he realized that he wouldn’t want to give up Tasha as a sister. He loved her and was glad for her being there for him as he was there for her. As Natasha spoke and then giggled he couldn’t help but raise an eyebrow. ”Glad you find my pain funny.” His tone came out dry and sarcastic, but in reality he was joking with her as a small smile took over his face. ”I gave myself a real good scare. There were so many times, when I was down there,” he paused as he felt himself crying again. His hand coming up to rub his eyes. ”And now you must think I’m a mess.”

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[Natasha Pierce]

Hearts are breakable. And I think even when you heal,
you're never what you were before.

Thankful that Mitch hadn't asked her about her dreams, Natasha gave a small smile, painful but true. She could never let her brother know that she wasn't too fond of his other sister, his blood sister...his real sister. This was a constant factor and competition in her life. She didn't want to but she did. She was jealous of Summer Frost. Having a blood relative. It was all she ever wanted, but ever since she found her mother dead only a few weeks ago, Natasha felt the sudden urge to cling onto her brother for dear life. She tried to repress the feeling as much as she could. It wasn't fair to share that issue with Mitch. In fact she tried not to share anything with anyone, refusing to burden them with her problems. He smiled at her. Natasha's small smiled widened by a fraction, she was glad that he was OK...or at least going to be OK. "Lucky is defiantly what I'd call it. Things could have been so much worse." she said stealing a glance at the cuts and bruises that covered the young son of Hades. She stifled a small chuckle. "Don't worry, that feeling will fade...with time" she added.

What with all the moving around her brother was doing, he winced in pain. She squinted her eyes, almost trying to block out the image. The sight made her sad. "Here do you want me to help you?" she asked. As Katrina was mentioned, Mitch's gaze fell to the floor and Natasha bit her tongue I should not have said that...I should not have said that she thought over and over in her mind. Her connection with her brother slipped away. Natasha hastily brought her hand away, as if she had been touching flames. "Sorry" she mumbled. It had been too late. Katrina was gone? What had happened? Natasha bit down the urge to ask. "I'm sorry. I know Katr...She was very special and important to you" she said, opting for the prefix rather then her name. Tears ran down his face. Natasha pulled the sleeve of her shirt around her thumb as to wipe away the tears that were painful to see come down her brother's face. But he beat her to it. As his hand ran across his face furiously.

Natasha side glanced her brother as Nathan was leaving. Was that the fading signs of a glare. Maybe it was common to hate your bloods other siblings, whatever she thought. There was nothing that could be done about the animosity she had towards Summer. The way she felt her stealing Mitch away from her, even though she had him first. After he was out of the infirmary, she would see if she could live without the help of anybody. She didn't need anybody. She was Natasha Pierce. She was a survivor. She survived monster attacks and the death of her entire blood related family.

"Glad you find my pain funny.”

Natasha rolled her eyes "You're so dramatic sometimes" she said smiling. His words came out dry, dripping with sarcasm, but she knew. Knew that was her brother just joking around. His smile afterwards confirmed it. "I can imagine." she said, her own smile disappearing. Natasha shook her head in response. "You're not a mess...you're Mitch Frost...you're my brother. The bravest demigod I know." She said, the side of her mouth twitching in a small smile.

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Notes: Gods! These two are the definition of Tragic (Mitch = Tragic Hero)