:D not as much of a cliffie, Future, but still.
Dixie, you're not in the story yet, you wanna do the disclaimer?
Dixie: Alright! Em owns me, Tony, Val, and Copper, but no one else. And the plot is all hers.
Me: Thanks Dix! She's right, you know. I don't own.
Read now please!
I accidentally walked into the meeting room instead.
I do that sometimes.
As soon as I got in there, I face-palmed and turned to leave.
"Hey Nico." I heard a voice from behind and stopped in my tracks.
"Hestia?" I said, turning to face her.
She was crouching by the fireplace, prodding the fire with a stick.
In my opinion, Hestia looks a little like a girl scout, with the bandana thing going on.
"Nico?"
"Yes Lady Hestia?" I replied.
"Don't do it. They are sick, terribly sick to the heart, especially the girl. She is the one that shadow-traveled in here."
"But you can't shadow travel into CHB," I told her. "I would know."
"Well she did. Someone opened a pathway for her."
I was… really confused. "You can do that?"
"She can. But there is something strange about them…"
More weird things?
"What would that be, Lady Hestia?"
"They aren't children of Hades."
I frowned. "How can you tell?"
Hestia looked me straight in the eyes, and so softly I could hardly hear she whispered,
"I would know."
I blinked, and she was gone.
Why me?
I turned out of the meeting room to the right and walked to the last door.
Never did I think of why they wouldn't be in the infirmary with all of the other sick or hurt campers.
Pushing the door open, I looked into the room.
Well that was a mistake.
"NICO!" screamed a little kid. He ran up to me and hugged me around the hips, smiling like a maniac.
I wanted to get away from this little freak.
He reminded me of me when I was his age.
An older boy came up and unattached him from my waist, smiling apologetically.
"Sorry. He's a little bit excited to be here," said the boy. "He pulled the little boy back and passed him to an older girl, who crouched down immediately to talk to him.
I took in the older boy. He looked maybe a year or two older than me, with brown wavy hair that was swept to the side.
"How've you been, Neek?" the boy asked. I furrowed my eyebrows.
"Uh, man, what's wrong with your face?"
I blinked and relaxed my eyebrows.
"Hate to break it to you," I told him, "But I have no idea who you are."
And you know what that jerk did?
He burst out laughing.
"What's so funny?" I asked him.
He kept on laughing, tears running down his face and his mouth open in a huge smile.
I waited patiently for him to stop.
Patiently waiting got tired after about ten seconds.
"What's your problem?" I asked him. He wiped his eyes and smiled at me.
"I'm your best friend. Tony? Remember?" I tried not to move my eyebrows.
"What are you talking about?"
It seemed like all of my questions started with what now a days.
"I think you have amnesia, man."
I was starting to get annoyed at that perpetual smile.
"We were all a crew, 'member? You, me, Dixie, Copper, Val, and Bianca."
I flicked at the last name.
"You knew Bianca?" I asked him reaaaaallllly slowly, like if I talked slow enough the question would never come out.
"DUH! Hey, Val! Neek here's come down with amnesia," he yelled, turning and yelling back to the little boy and the older girl.
The older girl stood up and walked over to us. I smiled. Her face was… pretty… familiar. Bright blonde hair, light blue eyes, a slender nose… she even looked my age.
"Neek are you alright?" she asked me. "Where's Bianca?"
I flinched and turned away.
The girl came up behind me and put a hand on my shoulder.
"Nico, where's Bianca?" she asked again.
I whispered my reply, my voice too weak to talk at normal volume.
"She's dead." The girl gasped and turned me to face her, and before I could move my eyebrows, she grasped me in a tight hug.
And for the first time in all of my life, there was only one thought floating around in my head:
What the Dad?
See what I mean, Future?
PS: You'll meet my adorable (ish) Dixie soon!
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-Em