Yo! :))) I finally made a fanfic of my own after reading lots of others. Tell me what you think! SHOW ME NO MERCY! Really I don't care if you hate it I just want to know how my writing is.

Violet

I felt my ankle shatter under the weight of my body. I made a note to myself not to try and land on my feet next time I jumped off a second floor balcony.

Why was I jumping, you ask?

Because my safe refuge was just blown up. My younger sister Layla was putting up a good fight against a revolting creature a good fifty yards away. Being the overprotective sibling I am, I limped in her direction. Before I could reach her, however, a large harpie was hovering over me, knocking me down onto my not-yet-injured knees and blocking my path. I swung out my sword and started hacking everything in sight. Feathers fell everywhere; the monsters wails would've been heard across the city if it weren't drowned by the battle cries of the oncoming Titan Army. Still kneeling, I cut the harpie into little bite sized pieces. I laughed, my eyes a blazing red. I was so filled with rage and power, my mind didn't even register the birds change in tone. If I had, I would've realized the harpie had disintegrated into ash seconds ago, and the thing surrounded by a tornado of giant evil bird pieces was Layla. But I didn't realize.

I kept slashing mercilessly.

I sat up so fast I smacked my head against the ceiling of my attic bedroom.

I was covered in a disgusting combination of sweat, tears, and- what was that? Probably snot. Shaking, I stumbled out of my bed and crawled down a ladder to the regular cabin where everyone else slept. The trapdoor squealed in protest when I opened it, threatening to wake my only two cabin mates, Isaac and Willis. I stared at the empty bunk where Layla used to sleep. The tears threatened to come; I needed to escape. I silently tiptoed across the room and out the door.

The burst of cool night air hit me like a sheild to the head, but was a very welcome feeling. My bare feet crunched across the frosty grass as I took my usual path down to the lake. When I reached the calm waters, I stood as still as a statue, staring at the full moon's perfect reflection in the lake It shone like a light, brightening the dark, empty sky around it. A few purple clouds drifted lazily across its milky surface. The water was calm and surreal, like a strip of fabric untouched by the wind. I waded in, just so the icy water reached the tops of my feet. Frozen winter wind howled in my ears. It sounded as if they were whispering to me.

you killed her...

it's all your fault, you know it...

it should've been you, not her...

I couldn't take it anymore. All of the camper's stares, the sympathetic looks. The pity. I would need about 5 more pairs of hands to count how many people this month alone have told me their sorry, and it must be horrible. As if they understood what it felt like. To have destroyed a human life, or my sister, no less. No matter how many people said it wasn't my fault, I would never be able to forgive myself for killing Layla. My sister. Dead. Reality shook upon me like the sky bearing down on Atlas's shoulders. My face crumpled and the tears I had worked so hard to keep inside me burst out at once. I crumbled to the ground, shaking and sobbing my heart out.

And thats where Ryan found me asleep at sunrise.

Ryan

I was up early to test out my new gift for her that I had designed when I caught a glimpse of slate-black hair waving dreamily in the shallow water of the lake. I hobbled over and let out a frightened gasp. Violet laid in the freezing water(when I say freezing I mean FREEZING. How in the heck wasn't it frozen over yet?) She was as pale as a sheet; her lips had bypassed blue and skipped straight to purple. I gingerly picked up her slender body. Jeez, she was colder than the lake water! I raced her to the infirmary, praying to the gods someone was there already. Luckily, a tiny little Apollo girl- Missy? Milly? No, it was Mia- was there meticulously organizing the medicine cabinet(by color, strength, and prescription. Wow.) She took one look at Violet and turned almost as pale as her.

"Did she.." The girl couldn't find the words to continue.

"I hope not." I laid Violet down softly on a nearby cot as Mia ran over with an armful of blankets and a clinking tray of antidotes teetering precariously on top. I took the tray off of the stack and put them on a side table. They all looked dangerous. I only recognized one substance, the nectar. The other bowls were filled with a frightening assortment of liquids. One bowl was full of a blue smoking liquid; another was a burnt shade of black. Would they help her or kill her?

I turned around to see that Mia had swaddled Violet in about a billion blankets, but she was still as pale as a ghost.

"Out of my way." Mia snapped. "Oh, Gods, I've never done this before!" Mia was new. Still, she carried herself in a manner that made you think she had been at camp her whole life, already bypassing some of the better healers. She picked up the smoking bowl from the tray and started spooning it into Violet's unresponsive mouth. I stared at her lifeless body, waiting for something to happen. Nothing did. I waited. And waited. But the more I did, the worse I felt. Mia looked at my pained expression.

"She has an extreme case of hypothermia. It'll take her a while to heat up. You should go and eat something," I stood

motionless. She sighed. "Go! Eat! Now!" I resigned and sadly left for the dining pavillion.

So... Whatd'ya think? *Puppy Dog Eyes* I have a few ideas on how the stories gonna go but IDK how often I'll update, so sorry in advance. Jeez, I feel like I'm talking to no one right now. Please R&R!:D