Chapter Four: I Get Defended(Even Though I Didn't Really Need It)
Izzy's POV:
After calling my mom, I ran back inside, hoping to find Tessa sooner rather than later. Running through the halls again was probably not my best choice. I should have known my luck would run out, it always does.
"Oof!" someone screams as I run into them. Of course, I had to be the one that fell on the ground, even though I'm not the one in heels. It was Mekena, one of the most annoying people of all time. Great...(note the sarcasm)
"Sorry Mek-" I start, trying to apologize before things get out of hand.
"Watch where you're going freak!" Mekena screams at me. I glare at her, starting to get up off of the floor.
"You're just as much of a freak as I am. We're both demiangels. Except..." I trail off.
"Except what?" Mekena asks shrilly.
"I'm not the one with makeup caked on my face in attempt to make me look pretty," I smirk at the look on her face.
"Why you little..." Mekena brings her hand up to slap me, but I'm still not worried. It's not that hard to block her. I mean, this girl literally couldn't lift a sword to save her life, she's not that big of a threat. Before I can move to stop her, a different hand grabs her wrist, effectively halting her movement.
"What do you think you're doing?" the mystery person asks. Oh great, I think, it's Sammy.
"Hi Sam," I mutter.
"I repeat," Sammy says in a dangerous voice. "What were you about to do to my best friend?"
"Didn't you hear what she said to me!" Mekena screams. "She said-"
"I know what she said, but that doesn't give you any right to slap her," Sammy replies, obliviously angry. I roll my eyes. 'I don't need protection,' I think to myself. Well, at least Mekena had the decency to look scared. Sammy Lewis was one of the most protective people on the planet. You mess with his friends, he messes with you.
Sammy finally lets go of Mekena, and she runs off. Probably to go tattle on Sam to Miss Gray. Tessa won't care about him saying that though. She doesn't really care for Mekena's complaints. Sam turns to me, his expression turning to worry. "Are you ok?" he asks.
"I'm fine Repair Boy," he scowls at the name, bringing a smirk to my face. "I could have taken her myself."
"I know," he replies sheepishly. "But I had to protect my best friend. And you know I hate that name Belle," his smile growing wider at my eye roll. The nickname used to annoy the living Hades out of me, but I've come to accept it at this point.
"And that's why I use it Sammy," I reply snarkily. I'm not able to hide my smile though.
"I know," my best friend says smiling back. Don't get me wrong, he's still an annoying brat at times, but he is my best friend. You learn how to deal with the annoying. "So what do you want to do today?" Sammy asks.
"Oh, I don't know if today's the best day to hang out..." I reply, not wanting to say the words, but knowing that he had to know what was going on.
"What happened," he asked, already realizing something was wrong.
"A prophecy happened." I look away, not wanting to see the forced smile on his face. This happens every time someone gets to go on a quest. He gets upset that it's not him.
"Good for them," he says, forcing the words out of his mouth.
"No, it's not good. A cyclopes attacked me in the training room today. I don't know how it got in bu-"
"You were attacked?!" he whisper yells, "Why didn't you tell me?" He automatically goes into protective friend mode, making sure I was ok. I push him off saying that I was fine. "Are you sure?" he asks, still worried.
"Yes Sammy, I'm sure. I think I would have noticed by now if I was hurt. Now back to my story. So anyway, after I defeated him, I went to Tessa. She said that there was a prophecy written a long time ago about the Shadowhunter and demigod worlds clashing, and that we would have to work together to defeat whoever was behind it."
"Wh-what?" Sammy sputters. "How is that going to work? The two worlds have almost never gotten along!"
"That's what I said! But Tessa reminded me that we were the result of two people from two different worlds getting along. We have to be the ones to bring to two worlds to a compromise." Sam sighs tiredly.
"Let me guess," he says, his voice strained, "she had you call your mother."
"Yep," I say, popping the "p". "She wasn't to happy about trying to convince the gods to work with Shadowhunters either." Sam sighs again.
"Well, someone will probably have to go on a quest again. Let's just hope they succeed." I feel really bad for him. All his life he's wanted to go on a quest. But all his life, someone else has gotten the job.
"Hey," I start, hoping to cheer him up. "We should go down to the campfire. I haven't eaten since breakfast." He visibly brightens. He loves the camp fire.
"Yeah!" he screams, happy again. "Then we can go swim-" he gets cut off by Tessa running up to meet us.
"Come on Izzy," she says, her voice breathy from her sprint. "You have an oracle to see." She grabs my arm, starting to pull it towards the Oracle's cave.
"Wait, what?! Me?!" I scream, "I'm sure there are plenty of other people more capable of taking this on. Go ask Jonathan! Or Blake! They're much better at facing these kind of things than I am!"
"Can't do that Izzy," Tessa says dragging me away from Sam. "You were the one attacked by a cyclopes. You get to go see the Oracle." I give up, looking back at Sammy. He smiles sadly at me.
"Have fun Belle!" he screams at my disappearing figure.
"I'll be back Repair Boy!" I scream back. I see his lips moving, but I can't hear what he's saying anymore. Oh well, I'll ask him later. For now, all I'm worried about is facing the Oracle. At least it's not some dried up old mummy like it was when my grandfather first went on a quest. Now, we have the one and only Rachel Elizabeth Dare. I hope I don't screw up too much.
