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"She's awakening."

"Lord, what shall we do? She's just a child!"

"Don't worry. She'l understand sooner then we shall," the first strong, man's voice said.

"Then how can we assist her?" the lady's voice asked.

"Just watch over her. She'll need all the help she can get."

There was a pause, then the girl's voice said, "Master. I can sence her here!"

"Really?" the man's voice sounded suprized. "It seems she's stronger then we realized."

"What do we do?" a third voice said a little shakely.

"It doesn't matter. She'llbe concious in a matter of moments."

The shrouded figure of a man turned towards me and said, "Wake, my child. It's time to get up."

I woke with a start- sitting straight up in my cot.

Bad idea.

My head exploded in pain, and I had to cover my mouth with my pillow to keep from screaming.

After calming down for a while, I looked at my suroundings- and it sure wasn't home.
I had been sleeping in a small room with several beds. So many in fact, that I figured I was in an infermery. I had plenty enough experiences with thoughs, so it wasn't much of a suprize. But it wasn't an avarage hospital looking place. It seemed oldfashioned, more homey then the hospitals I was used to.

I pushed myself up- slowly this time- and pulled my legs to my chest.

That's when the memories came flooding back.

The sudden leaving school, the wind-hands pushing me in front of a car, the strange cab, the Fates, all of the Olympians, the venti in particular and...

"Kayne," I said aloud, holding back a sob. "Oh, Kayne..."

I sat there crying for so long, even though it make my headache worse. I was in mourning- why couldn't my body comply with that?

The song 'Rebmember the Name' by Fort Minor popped into my head, reminding me of Kayne, makeing me feel worse.

Finally I heard a door open, and quickly rubbed the tears from my eyes.

"Ah, you're up," a blonde girl with stormy grey eyes, eerily similar to Kayne's walked in holding a small box.

She set the box down, pulling out a small bottle, and handing it to me.

"Drink," she said. "You'll feel better."

I looked at the bottle suspiciously for a moment, then slowly took a drink.

She was right. It made me feel much better, not to metion it tasted like half-mixed chocolate ice-cream, so I drank greedily.

"Whoa, whoa," she said pulling the bottle from my rather shakey grip. "Do you want to desintigrate?"

I gaped at her and she laughed.

"Sorry. You're still new at this. I keep forgetting because of what happenedafter you're little run inwith the ventiyesterday. Don't worry. We chased them off."
Before I could ask her what she meant, she asked, "So, what's your name?"

"Kai."

She rose an eyebrow at me. "Just 'Kai'?"

I smiled, slyly. "Well, you could call me Kaleido, or Rainbow for that matter."

She laughed, "I think I'll stick with Kai. I'm Annabeth by the way."

"Just Annabeth?" I asked. "No 'Anna' or 'Annie' or 'Beth' or 'Bethilda' or-"

"No, no," she said, trying to keep a straight face. "Just Annabeth."

"Swell," I said holding out a hand. "Nice to meet you."

She took it saying, "Same here."

After a small pause I said, "Sooo, what do I do now?"

"That depends," she said. "Can you move?"

"I think so," I said and stood tall testing my mustles. I streched a little, then hopped on my toes to check if the sence of security was false. It wasn't so I said cheerily, "Yup!"

"Well it's nearly capture the flag time," she said smileing. "I'll show you the camp right after I attend to my brother, then we'll go play."

"Sound's good," I said, and followed her to another cot.

The figure was completely cover by a blanket and Annabeth shook it's shoulder.

"Wake up, silly. Sleeping in isn't allowed!"

A groan came from below the covers and the figurethrew the blanket from it's head. "Alright, alright."

I gasped.

Well I'm pretty sure I did.

It caught in my throught so I had no clue if anyone else could hear it.

There sat up Kayne, alive and well.

"How- but, you-" I shook my head. "You were dead!"

Kayne tilted his head at me and said, "I thought you were."

Okay, I admit. I was freaking out, but after that comment I remained silent.

"You really don't know what happened?" Annabeth asked.

"Ah- well..." I wracked my memory but all I remembered was passing out. "No, actually."

Annabeth looked at me and said, "Just before you collapsed you started to glow, and that light flowed into Kayne, and his wounds healed instantly."

My mouth gaped, then I regained my posture saying, "Riiiight.I supposethen the magical unicorn wisked us off over the rainbow and we crashed into a pot of gold."

"Kai, I'm completely serious," Annabeth said. "Kayne instantly woke up, and you really did look dead. For a while we thought you just gave him your lifeforce or something."

I frowned still not convinced, but didn't argue. Not after everything that's happened.

Annabeth senced this and frowned aswell. She then turned to Kayne, and asked, "Do you feel good enough to give a tour?"

Kayne sneered at her, "I told you I was fine yesterday."

"Well we needed to make sure," Annabeth held a hand to him which he reluctantly took. "Your wounds may have healed but you couldn't even walk straight."

"Che'" he sniffed. "I could too."

"Stop acting tough, Kayne. Let's just go."

He nodded and shot me a glance, which I didn't return, and we slowly made our way out to the camp. They showed me the cabins, that formed an entire oval, each with a special design. The one that music flowed out of 24/7 (Appolo's I later found out) caught my eye first, but that couldn't be my cabin. I was never that lucky. They showed my the place we'd be eating that night after capture the flag, and all of the extras, like canoeing, archey, the practice ring for batteling (WhereI was met by a GIANT dogwhich slobbered meon sight) and everything else.

The two left me be, so I sat behind the Apollo cabin, listening to the constant music, and pondering everything that's sucomed to me that day. So much had changed in a heartbeat and I had no way of keeping up.

I HATED that. Life may never had been easy for me, but this. This was an all new unlucky.

I needed to see my mom. If she woke up and I wasn't there, I'd never forgive myself. I needed to punch my ugly stepfaker (stepfather) in the face daily, and I, as much as it pains me to say it, needed to finish school. All of this being dumped on me now just meant that life hates me.

Scratch that. The Fates hate me. And my life. And my personality. And my puns. And... Well everthing.

And I guess I hated them right back.

Even though I'd promised myself I'd never hate anyone. Ever.

I pulled my knees to my chest, and layed my face on my knees. I sighed deeply and mummered to myself, "This is just too much."

That's when a conch horn sounded, and I look up to see a rather large group of girls sauntering into the camp, led by a girl with spikey black hair and electric blue eyes.

Then I heard Chiron yell,

"All hail the hunters of Artemis!"