Yay! Chapter seven! I love this chapter, even though it's short. (And I just now realized that chapter six wasn't a short as I thought it was.) Why do I love this chapter? Because this one is from Blair's POV. Just so you know, Blair's character is my favorite, and she is a main character, it's just that I had to introduce her in some way, and Nico finding her was honestly the most interesting way to do that that I could think of. Anyways, hope you like her!


When I woke up to the boy who goes by Nico leaning over me, I'll admit that I wasn't really sure what to think. He had tousled black

hair that almost reached his shoulders, but not quite, and looked like it hadn't been brushed in a few days. His eyes were such a dark

brown, they almost looked black, and he had fair colored skin. The sword as black as a nightmare that hung by his side was

unnerving, but it was the broken look on his face that really bothered me. I got the feeling that he had lost someone close to him

recently. He wore a black t-shirt that I was pretty positive said no, blue jeans, and an aviators jacket. He looked about a year older

than me.

The gash on my stomach hurt, but I tried not to show it. It was when Nico's goat friend had came charging down the alley with a

club, that I had gotten really confused.


After I had introduced myself, Nico had explained his dream about me that was, creepily, entirely true. It had happened five days ago

and I'd like to say that I had had a lasting impression on them, especially on the one I had knocked out. Then they had explained

their quest, but the goat man- sorry, satyr- had to explain the hydra attack because 1) Nico had been unconscious 2) Nico could

hardly mention Denny without his voice cracking. I got the feeling that Denny had been like more than a friend to Nico, as if he had

been the only one that wasn't afraid of the son of Hades, therefore being Nico's only true friend, and it had crushed his soul not to

have him here. I wished that I had a friend that meant that much to me.

"One shall be found, sliced open raw," I recited. "That sounds like it means me."

Nico and Hunter looked at me, and then at each other, then just shrugged.

"Yeah, I suppose it does." Hunter replied for them both.

"Okay, well, I'm coming with you on your quest." I stated.

They both looked at me as if I was crazy, which was something that I already knew, but did I care? No, not really.

"You- What- why?" Was all Nico managed.

"Because, I want too, and you clearly need me, you can hardly do anything because you're both still-" I almost said grief stricken, but

I figured that was probably the wrong thing to say, so I changed my sentence, "you're both too tired."

I watched their expressions closely, Hunter seemed to be considering it, but Nico clearly still thought I was absolutely insane.

"No, you can't, it's too dangerous." Nico finally said, I was surprised he was able to conjure up a full sentence to be honest.

"What world are you living in? My life is probably more dangerous than yours. I'm attacked my monsters twice a week, have to evade

getting arrested, and have problems like this!" I said, pointing to the gash in my stomach that was healing pretty well. "All the while,

you are safe in the magic boundaries of your camp that you've lived at for so long!"

They had no response, which I found satisfying.

"Okay," Hunter said after a while of silence.

"Thank you." I said, and then grabbed my backpack, which I had found in a dumpster yesterday, and packed it with the few

possessions I had.