It's strange really. Dying and all, I mean it just happens, sometimes you feel nothing and other times loads of pain, but as a Roman I shouldn't be worried about pain. This all started because of one person. Percy Jackson.
As soon as Jason disappeared, a sadness moved through the fifth. I can't explain it, but Dakota and I tried our bests to keep the spirits high for the fifth. We were training when he showed up. He looked strange. Unusual, like he didn't belong. Of course Reyna attacked him with questions, then sent him to the teddy bear killer, I mean Octavian, to see if he can stay. When he came back alive it was pretty obvious the Gods chose to keep him.
When we all were getting ready, we had to decide where to put him, when no one spoke up for him, I felt a tad sad for him, then Hazel spoke up, "I shall represent him." Then people stared at Dakota and I as we quickly talked and accepted him into the fifth.
As we made our final preparations for the War Games, I tried to get everyone to cheer up and feel like we may actually have a chance. As we charged, you seem to forget what everyone else is doing and do your own thing. Dakota and I always had each others backs, it was like us versus everyone else.
As Percy ran off with Frank and Hazel, I stared at what they were doing for a minute and realized that we may actually stand a chance. I exchanged a glance with Dakota as we continued to fight, and that's when it happened.
There was the ending horn and I felt a twinge of pain in my chest, 'How strange..' I thought, then I collapsed to the ground, I heard different voices, but unable to answer I was completely surrounded by darkness.
Then. Suddenly there was a man, he didn't look at all pleasant, "In the boat you go miss. Don't want to be late." His voice was raspy, and I suddenly looked around and noticed that I was going to go to the Underworld. I panicked, then I saw it. The exit and I bolted for it.
When my eyes opened people were surrounding me, the medic spoke,"Y-you shouldn't be breathing, you were dead.." I rolled my eyes,"Well here I am breathing." When I tried to move Reyna wouldn't let me as she pointed at my chest. I looked down and stared in shock. I swear I heard Frank blame Octavian, and then suddenly Mars came.
After the wonderful visit with Mars and getting called a shish kebob, I went to find Octavian, he had explaining to do. I finally tracked him down and pinned him against the wall, "It was you wasn't it!?" I shouted angrily at him, he tried to keep his posture, "I-I have no idea what you are talking about Gwendolyn." I pushed him further into the wall, "Don't you try to lie your way out of it." I snarled, he just glared, " It was meant for the Greek. Now leave here." I laughed harshly, "You are so pathetic. I will know the exact truth one way or another." His lips trembled a little as I let him go an walked off.
I swore that I'd find the truth, though I have yet to find it...
