Hannah POV
I flinched as Bri ran out the door, and it slammed behind her. I looked over to Mom, my expression surely as heartbroken as Bri's had been. It sure felt that way.
"Why?" I whispered, before shooting up and running after my , did that feel weird to say or what? Sure we'd considered each other as close as sisters, but we'd never used the term in a literal sense.
I shook the thought out of my mind, as I looked from side to side, trying to figure out which way she went. My hair hit my face with each turn of my head and I pushed it out of my way, frustrated. Good Lord, I really needed to get it cut. I ran down the hall, heading for the stair case. The other way led to the elevators, and I knew she wouldn't have gone that way. She hated elevators – felt they were too slow.'Why is the damn staircase so far from our apartment?' I I finally reached it, I saw Bri. I sighed in relief, my mind not registering the fact that some guy was standing with her.
"Briana!" I yelled. I know she heard me. I'm not a quiet person, no matter how book worm-ish I may be. But she didn't look at me. "Bri!" I called again. And again. And again. She never turned to look at me. I cursed under my breath, and ran up to her, still ignoring the guy that stood next to her. "Bri, what the heck happened?" I asked as I stared at her, trying to regain my breath from my run. I wasn't the athletic one here.
"I found out that my mom hates me – gave me up for adoption and kept you - and then lied about it all these years. " She looked away from me. Tears stung the corners of my eyes, but I pushed them back.
"You don't think she lied to me, too?" I questioned, meaning to sound angry, but it came out shakily instead. "I'm hurting just as much as you are."
"Wait, so you guys are sisters? Do you know what a Demi-God is?" the weird guy spoke, looking at me. I looked away from Bri.
"Yeah…" I started slowly. "But, who are you?" I looked over him, noticing that the bottom half of him was a goat, raising my eyebrow as I looked back to his face.
"I'm Zach a Saytor, the camp leader at Camp Half-Blood said there were some powerful Demi-Gods here," he explained, eyes darting from me, to Bri, then back again, over and over.
"What? And you think it's us? Just because I shot water out of a bottle and killed something…Omigosh…Does that mean I'm a half-blood?" Bri asked, her green eyes widening.
"Y-You did what?" Zach exclaimed, letting out a sound suspiciously close to "bahh" and ignoring Bri's last ? Well, I simply just gaped at them both.
"What the heck's going on?" I demanded, crossing my arms. Zach, again, discarded the comment. He looked around anxiously, then grabbed Bri's arm and reached for mine as he said, "You two have to get out of here, now."I quickly took a step back, just out of his reach, as Bri yanked free of his grasp.
"I'm not going anywhere until someone tells me what's going on!"
"Ok, ok! But, I can't tell you here! C'mon!" he rushed up the staircase, looking around the walls when he got to the top, turned back and gestured for us to follow and I shared a look, before giving in and walking up the stairs. He ushered us through the hall, glancing behind him – behind us - every few seconds or so. He stopped in front of my apartment (something was nagging at me to find out later how the hell he knew where I lived…) and knocked twice, paused, and then knocked again. My mom opened the door hurriedly, and herded us all stuck her head out the door, examining each side of the hallway, before pulling it closed and locking it.
"If I have to ask what's going on one more time, I'm going to scream," I threatened. Mom looked at me, pleading."
Hannah, honey, please just be patient. Until we're sure those things are gone."
"Patience is something I've never been good with," I snapped.
"No doubt you get that from your father," she stood beside me, and I could tell she was trying to look anywhere but our mother. I frowned, before looking at Zach, who was leaning against the wall next to the door.
"Tell me what's going on. Now," I commanded.
He sighed and gave in. "You are both Demi-Gods. Those monsters – and much more – are after you because of it. You're safe nowhere but Camp Half-Blood," he told us.
"Wait a minute…" Bri interrupted. "If we're Demi-Gods, then that means we're the daughters of a God, am I right?" Zach nodded. "Well…Who's our dad?"
This time, Zach shook his head. We stared at him incredulously. After all this, he's not even going to tell us who our-"That's your mom's part," he told us. Our gazes turned expectant now, as we turned to look at her.
She sighed, resigned."…You two are the daughters of the water god, Poseidon. Together, you are probably more powerful than even Zeus's children, if he has any."
We had no time to react, none at all. As soon as she had finished speaking, something crashed through the window. I paled, and I'm sure everyone else did, too. It was one of those things.
