Kyle walked over to the guy the Thalia knifed. He leaned over and pulled the knife out of his shoulder. He reached into his own pocket and pulled out his pocket knife. On Thalia's knife handle was the same color as his. A dark orange and a cystal blue. On Thalia's knife her insignia was the sighn for moon and ocean,on his was the insignia for fire. He remembered that his dad made these knives for him and his twin sister. He stared at the two knives. He shook his head and thought "No it can't be her." Ally walked up to him and said "We better get moving, we don't need those goons to wake up while were still here." "What about her?" he asked nodding toward the passed out girl passed out in front of a tree. Ally smiled "We'll take her with us"! "No no we can't she'll only endanger us and plus she doesn't have wings." he exclaimed. "Yeah but she's hurt bad. Her wounds were obvouisly wounds that were reopend, it seems like those people have been pursuing her for quite some time." Kyle nodded and said "Fine but once she's healed we need to get her somwhere safe" They walked over to her and he picked her up bridal style. They all unfurled there wings and jumped into the air.

Thalia's POV:

I woke up to the fell of the semi-familiar feeling of wind rushing past me. I wasn't scared.

I looked up to see a face. He had lightish brown hair like me his features were somehow alike to mine.

It was then that I noticed that my back and neck was on fire. Then I remembered that Armand (a.k.a Creepy bald dude/ see chp 2 & 3 if you don't remembeer him) clawed me with his obnoxiously long nails. I also fell through a tree so...At that moment the boy looked down at me and saw that I was awake.

I wriggled out of his arms knowing I was going to fall. I flipped onto my stomach as I fell.

I enjoyed the thrill of free-falling for hundreds of feet. I looked up to see the light-brown haired kid aiming downward to catch me.

I smirked and unfurled my wings ignoring the pain in my back. I soard up farther than all of them. They looked up at me shocked.

The guy (Kyle) that was aiming down at me soared up to the level I was at. "Why didn't you tell us you had wings"? He asked angrily

"Gee" I began sarcastically "probably because I passed out the minute I stopped fighting and because l never got the chance". He rolled his eyes. I couldn't help noticing that was exactly how my brother did it when he got mad.

Although l haven't seen him for 8 yrs. because he either ran away or got kidnapped.

He noticed me staring into his eyes and demanded "WHAT"!

"Nothing, it's just you rolled your eyes just like my brother used to...that is before uhh". I stuttered

"Before what" He demanded. Man I thought he sure likes demanding things. Probably because he doesn't trust me. Eh nobody would trust you when you run through their camp dragging four goons behind you.

"Hello" He said waving his hands infront of my eyes. Which by the way is nearly impossible because it's really hard to not get whacked by wings when your flying to get that close. "Well".. I continued "he ran away or something when we were both 6 yrs old." "We?" He asked "Uh yeah we are twins. His name was Kyle. It's wierd though 'cause you look oddly like him. Well as much as a six year old could look like a fourteen year old."

We both laughed at that.

A couple moments later a searing pain went through my left wing. It started dripping blood. I angled down and landed easily but instantly dropped to my knees clutching my stomch.

What used to be just scars were know open gashes.

The girl named Anna dropped down next to me and said "If were gonna treat those wounds then you need to take off your shirt. I nodded my head and painfully peeled off my shirt. Anna dug in her bag looking for some bandages or gauz or something that will stop the blood from coming out.

Finally she found some and wrapped it from my wrist all the way down to my waist. I winced when she pulled it tight. My arm was on fire it was bleeding more than my wing.

My right hand started to shine in a wierd way over a black scar that traced my veins. I looked up and saw that the light haired boy's hand was also shining. He looked at me. I looked back at him. Something very wierd was going on.

A/N: Sorry it was a lame chp. please Review =)