Night Terrors

Calina's POV

Okay, so let's have a recap of my day so far:

- Got chased by some weird chicken/cat hybrid and was then kidnapped by my best friend

- Best friend randomly takes his pants off and reveals that he is half barnyard animal and that I have to come to some camp with him

- Finally struggled over the last hill with my once-normal-human-turned-donkey best friend and with a bunch of red-eyed dogs with rabies or something after us

- Found out that all the Greek Myths were real and promptly started accusing them of slipping drugs into my drink

- Was knocked out by some drunk dude with a full diet coke can (which really, really hurts by the way).

- Woke up in a hospital-thingy and taken to a big blue farmhouse.

And I am now just leaving the Big House after watching an orientation film and accepting that my whole life has been a lie.

My best friend, Grover, was taking me around camp when we heard a high-pitched scream coming from a cabin that smelled like a library.

Grover apparently recognized the scream because he started sprinting (trotting?) towards the sound, so I followed behind him.

We opened the door to find a group of similar looking kids huddled around one of the beds, looking worried, but also like someone randomly screaming in their cabin was normal.

Grover and I hurried over to the group to see if we could do anything when the door slammed open behind us and everyone parted like the Red Sea for the guy.

He ran over and pinned the girls flailing arms above her head with one hand while shaking her awake with the other.

Her eyes shot open and she weakly tried to hit her captor in the face, but she was much to shaken up to do much, so he caught her arm and wrapped it around his neck while putting his arms around her waist.

The blonde-haired girl started sobbing as she gripped his t-shirt and he rocked her back and forth and whispered calming things into her ear, I only caught a few:

"Shh…"

"…Wise Girl…"

"I'm right here…"

"I'm never leaving you…"

"As long as we're together…"

I suddenly felt like I was trespassing or something. The moment was too personal, too delicate.

I gripped the sleeve of Grover's jumper and tugged him out with me.

When we were a few feet away I asked him, "Who were those people?"

He smiled sadly, "That was Percy Jackson and Annabeth Chase, she hasn't been the same since…"

Grover sighed, "Since what?" I asked curiously.

"Since Tartarus."

I gasped, I had learned enough about Tartarus from the orientation video to know that there isn't really a horrible enough word to describe such a place.

"W-what happened?"

So he sat me down somewhere and told me what he knew of the story, but my ADHD brain could only really concentrate on how much of a good couple they were.

That night at the campfire I was claimed by Aphrodite, go figure.

Ahh, Percabeth, we love you.

Sorry about how crappy and short this was, I just wanted to rush and finish one.

xD I probably will update soon but yeah… I'm bad at that sooo eheh x3

Farewell my fellow Internetians!