Mackenzie shut her eyes, ready to scream, as she braced herself for the hell hound's next attack. Her head felt like it was split open and her ankle burned like hell. She only opened her eyes when nothing attacked her and a whimper, and then a growl, came from the hell hound. She blinked, trying to refocus since the world seemed to be spinning around her. She saw a figure fighting the hell hound and wondered if it was Juliet, who she had gotten separated when the 2 hell hounds showed up and attacked them. Next thing she knew, the figure was kneeled down in front of her.
"Are you okay?"
She recognized it as a boy's voice, not Juliet's and tried to push herself away from him cautiously. He stopped her and asked her again.
"Are you okay?"
"Who are you?"
"I'm pretty sure I'm the handsome guy that just saved your butt."
If her head didn't hurt so much, she probably would have rolled her eyes.
"You wish, loser."
The boy shrugged, but Mackenzie probably couldn't tell.
"Well I did just save your life. You would've been that hell hound's dinner if I hadn't come when I did."
"Whatever."
"Just admit it. You know it's true," he told her, "Name's Jace by the way. Can you walk?"
Mackenzie forced herself to stand up, despite the pain.
"Mackenzie. And I'm perfectly fine. Where's Juliet?"
Mackenzie took a step and would've fallen except for Jace caught her and picked her up.
"Well it seems like you're not fine and if you mean that other girl, Damian's helping her."
Mackenzie squirmed, "I am fine... and she's alive, right...?"
Jace held her firmly, "No, you're not, so stop squirming. It's harder to carry you if you're squirming. She's fine. At least when I saw her she was. She was handl—"
"Kenzie!" Juliet called, rushing over and interrupting Jace with who Mackenzie thought was the one that Jace had spoken of right behind her, "Are you okay?" She asked pure worried-ness in her voice.
"I'm fine," Mackenzie mumbled, "Are you?"
"Of course I am. I shouldn't have let us get separated. I'm sor—"
"I told you I was fine, Jules. Calm down."
"If you count not being able to walk and having high chances of having a concussion as 'fine' then you obviously don't know the definition of 'fine'," Jace scoffed.
Mackenzie punched him in the shoulder with what energy she had, which had no effect on Jace. She growled.
"Shut up, Jace."
"Naw, I think I'll keep talking. Talking is fun if you haven't noticed and one can't li—"
"Jace," Damion, Mackenzie assumed, said in a warning voice.
Jace rolled his eyes, "Whatever. Let's just get back to Chris. He should be able to help the kid."
"I'm not a kid!" Mackenzie protested.
"You look like one therefore you're a kid."
"Am not! I'm 11! Eleven's not a kid's age!"
"You're right. Eleven's a child's age therefore you're a child."
Mackenzie huffed, "Well how old are you?"
"Twelve," Jace grinned.
"Twelve? If 11's a child's age so is 12!"
Jace shook his head, "No, 12 is a man's age, not a child's."
"So when I turn 12 I'll be a woman then?"
"No. You'll still be a child."
"How?!"
"Cause you're younger than me," Jace answered simply.
Mackenzie was about to protest and argue but Damion stopped them before she could.
"Both of you stop it and behave. I don't care if I just met you or if I've known you your whole life. I'm not dealing with 2 kids fighting all the time. It's only been a half hour. You guys can find some way to get along until we get to camp."
"Camp? You mean Camp Half-Blood right?" Mackenzie asked.
Damian nodded, "Yep, the one and only."
Mackenzie started squirming again, "Put me doooooooown!"
"You can't walk so shut up and enjoy your time in these sexy arms of mine cause it's not gonna happen again."
"Why can't Jules carry me?"
"Because I'm tired or else I would Kenzie. Please just deal with it for now. Ignore each other if you have too," Juliet told Mackenzie, who pouted unhappily.
"Come on, let's go. Chris is waiting."
"Chris is he a..." Juliet began to say.
"Satyr? Yeah, he is. There's probably something he can do about the little girl's injuries. You're not hurt though, right?" Damian asked Juliet.
"I'm fine. Just tired which is normal though," Juliet responded.
"Then let's get back to him it's pretty late," Damian commented, walking in the direction he and Jace had come. The others followed.
When they got to where Chris had set up camp, he looked over Mackenzie's ankle.
"It's sprained," Chris told Mackenzie then he went and rummaged through his bag, "I don't have any more nectar otherwise I'd have you drink it. We had to use the rest of it on Damian. I'll have to wrap it. As for your head, I don't really know much about concussions. You'll have to wait 'til we get back to camp to get that checked out."
Mackenzie nodded lightly, her eyelids feeling heavy to her. After Chris wrapped her ankle, Jace spoke.
"Go to sleep, Mickey. You need it."
"So do you, Juliet."
"Don't call me that," Mackenzie mumbled.
Jace grinned, "Whatever, Mickey. Just go to sleep."
Jace didn't have to tell her another time because she was already asleep, her body relaxing as she fell deeper and deeper into sleep.
"I think I'll stay awake a little longer..." Juliet said quietly.
"That wouldn't be wise," Chris told her, "We have to leave early in the morning."
"Alright," Juliet gave in and decided to go to sleep, "I'll go to sleep... but guys... I meant to thank you earlier but I forgot to. So thank you..."
Damian shrugged, "No problem. Now go to sleep."
Juliet nodded and laid down a few feet away from Mackenzie and fell asleep.
"I'll take first shift," Jace told the other boys.
"You sure? You actually had to fight. I didn't really do much," Damian replied.
Jace nodded and Damian shrugged.
"Well I'm gonna go to sleep," Damian said, "Wake me up when it's time to switch."
Jace nodded and glanced over at Chris, who was already asleep, and pretty soon, Damian was too. Jace looked up at the stars and just stared at the sky.
A/N: Well here's the other Percy Jackson story Destiny and I had started! Hope you like it :3 Chapters for this story will be posted on Fridays. Bu byee for noww! :3
-Faith :3
