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The next morning, I grabbed my few items and practically ran to Chiron's cabin. I saw that Elliott was already there.

"What took you so long?" He teased. I swatted him with my hand before turning to Chiron, dizzy from excitement.

"What's the plan?" I asked cheerfully. Chiron beamed at me.

"I love your enthusiasm, Harmony," He said, "But... well, please don't take this too harshly, but your quest is a very easy one. You won't really need a plan. Just go find Ella and bring her back."

I nodded, not letting this get to me. If I got to fight even one measly monster, I would be happy. Glancing at Elliott, I saw that he looked slightly nervous, but he was hiding it with a smile. I rolled my eyes. Elliott always had to act tough.

"So, then I guess you should be off," Chiron said, "Best of luck to you. I'll iris-message you tomorrow morning to check up on you. And please don't be afraid to IM me back!"

He handed me some of the Greek coins that I would need to IM him. I thanked him and we exchanged good-byes. With a happy cartwheel, I was off, dragging Elliott behind me.

***

"I'm tired."

"Stop complaining."

"I'm hungry, too. I want some food."

"Shut it."

"Ugh. I'm really, really thirsty."

"We have a water bottle, dingbat."

Elliott grabbed the water bottle from me and drank thirstily. We were walking down a highway at about nine that night. Chiron had given Elliott a map, and he had marked some hotels/motels that he thought we should stay at.

"We're only about a mile away from this hotel," I said, stabbing it with my finger, "And that's the best one he has on here. Come on, it's nothing that camp hasn't prepared us for!"

"How can you be so cheerful and optimistic?" He complained, "I can barely move my feet."

"Clearly you can, since you're walking quite fine right now."

Elliott stuck his tongue out at me, "You know what I mean."

We continued walking, occasionally being passed by a car. Every time a car would whiz by us, they would send a cloud of dust and a whiz of warm, summer air. And every time, Elliott would start coughing.

"Oh, shut up," I said, "Hey, look at the stars!"

"They're much better out in the country," Elliott said, then he coughed, "Less light pollution."

"I want to go out in the country and live there," I sighed, "I want to see the stars every night. I want to live with the stars!"

"You're a weird nut," Elliott commented, but I could see his smile.

"Yes I am, but that's why you love me," I laughed, and suddenly felt full of energy, "Elliott, how about we start looking in those trees for monsters? I want to fight something now."

I was itching with anticipation. I wanted to kill a monster. I wanted to fight something.

"It's your ADHD. Now will you stop? Chiron even told us that we most likely won't fight anything."

I sighed and looked down at my feet, then wistfully at the trees lining the highway. I so badly wanted to run in there and find a monster... but Elliott would never forgive me. And besides, I would have plenty of time for that later.

"Look, a town," Elliott said gratefully, "Finally we can get some rest."

A small roar came from the trees.

"Elliott, did you hear something?" I asked. He rolled his eyes.

"Now you're hearing things," He said, "Come on, Harm. We won't find anything tonight!"

I frowned, "But seriously, I heard something!"

Elliott rolled his eyes, "Harm, would you-"

I gasped as a huge shape came crashing though the trees. It looked like a man- a giant man. And there was something quite peculiar about his face- while his tanned skin showed one nose, a mouth, and other normal facial features, he only had one eye. Right smack dab in the center of his forehead. Spotting us, he let out a roar and started running at us.

"Cyclops," I whispered.

"Your sword! Harm, your sword!" Elliott yelled, grabbing his from his belt. I was frozen. He was really so... big. And scary. He was running at us now, torn clothes and all.

"Harmony!" Elliott screamed, "Please! Grab. Your. SWORD!"

Snapping into action at the last minute, I grabbed my sword and slashed at the monster. I cut a nice chunk out of his leg, and he started howling at me. He grabbed at me and slashed my face, then my arm with his large, unkempt nails. Elliott ran around to his back and tried to stab him in his chest, but the Cyclops was just too tall.

"Harm! Hoist me up so I can get him!" Elliott yelled, but I had a different idea. I started running, zig-zagging around. Thankfully, there were no cars on the highway so I used it to run on. The Cyclops roared and started chasing me, but was clumsy at swerving. Elliott just stared at me, but I knew what I was doing. Running in circles and random shapes, I was trying to trip Cyclops. I succeeded. With a might crash, he fell to the ground. I ran onto his back and plunged my sword straight where I assumed his heart would be. Then I ran to Elliott and clutched at him as we watched the mighty monster fade away.

"Oh god," I whispered, falling against Elliott, "That was terrifying."

Elliott nodded, rubbing my back.

"Let's just get to the hotel," I sighed, suddenly exhausted. Elliott agreed and started half-carrying me along with him. When we reached the hotel, we checked in to an employee who clearly had no idea why two bloody, sweaty teenagers were checking into a three star hotel for a night. But he gave us a room, so we were happy.

"Do I have to shower?" I moaned when I had laid down on my bed, "I'm too tired to move."

"You're covered in blood," Elliott replied, shoving me into the bathroom, along with clean clothes and towels, "When you clean yourself off, then I'll dress your wounds."

I quickly showered and dressed myself, to find Elliott sitting in clean clothes on the couch, ready with bandages. I sat next to him and he started to wrap my arm.

"This is a nasty cut," He observed, "Are you feeling dizzy? I think you lost a lot of blood."

"I'm fine," I yawned, "Just tired, that's all."

I leaned against him while he put a large band-aid over the cut on my face. I heard him yawn, and moments later I was asleep.

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