A/N I like, legit, love you guys. You gave me really good reviews last chapter and they made me feel all happy! xD When I got an email that said You have a new review in your story Uprising, or something like that, I jumped up and down a few times. xD I like it when people review… if you haven't already noticed. xD
And I'm sorry it took a while to update! :/
Alec
I would like to state now, I was not following Liz and Lou, I was simply on my way out of my cabin at night. I heard them over by the weapon shed, I mean who couldn't? The first thing I heard was the crash, and then the cursing, then another smaller crash, then more cursing.
I did what any curious guy would do. I walked right over to the shed to see what was up. In the dark I was able to see two figures stumbling around in a cluster of weapons, armor and shields. The weapons shed carried anything you needed from bows to axes, shields to chain male all weapons forged by cabin nine or Hephaestus himself, although, that was rare. Things created a millennia ago were just locked away in this shed or stuck up in the attic where there was a whole museum of artifacts. Camp Half Blood was a living artifact itself though. Moving with the gods wherever western civilization decided to take them. The burning hearth of the gods.
One of the figures, the one with the lighter colored hair did something with her hands and the lights from the porch of the Big House were put out and seemed to fly into the shed. I ducked away when the light flew into the shed illuminating the room just enough for me to make out the two girls well. The light pushed itself up into the light bulb that swayed from the ceiling of the shed. That light had been out for as long as I had come to camp. No one really ever felt like changing it. Now it hung on its string, brighter than ever.
"How did you do that?" Liz asked in total awe. I rolled my eyes. She was so clueless.
"Just something a lot of children of Apollo can do," Louise said like it was nothing. Something lifted from Liz like she was full of doubt now close to believing that something like this was real. I didn't blame her. I remembered my first week, although, my first week was a bit different and I was less clueless.
"Wow," Liz muttered. She let her eyes wander and she picked up a large shield making other things clatter to the floor. She blushed and then her eyes widened as she saw the plate of the shield. It had the head of Medusa on it. Well not the real head of Medusa, just an engraving of it. Liz wrinkled her nose in almost disgust. The shield was intimidating.
I took a step back away from the door and started to turn around. I had had enough of this. I wasn't out to watch two girls stumble over a bunch of weapons. But just as I began to turn something cold slid itself across my neck and a hand pulled my arm behind my back.
"What are you doing at my camp?" someone hissed in my ear. I brought my elbow back hard into the person's stomach and took the knife out of the guy's hand. I turned around quickly whipping my mace off my back. I was ready to swing while the guy was buckled over but then I realized who it was.
"Welcome back to camp," I muttered to Seth, throwing his knife at his feet. Seth's eyes narrowed at me. "What? Not my fault you freak out every time you see some random person you don't have the common sense to look at before you attack them."
That's when the girls came out of the shed, Lou holding her bow up to her chin and Liz, holding a spear backwards so the pointed part was sticking out behind her. "What are you guys doing out here?" Louise asked setting down her bow an annoyed look spread across her face.
"I'd like ask the same thing for you," Seth muttered putting away his knife. None of us really paid any attention to his comment.
"Hello to you too, Lou," I said smugly. She ignored me, hating that I called her that. Instead she looked at Liz and rolled her eyes.
"Other way, Lizzie," she muttered showing her the proper way to hold the spear. Liz's cheeks flushed with color as she turned the weapon the right way.
"Yeah, it's not for me anyway," Liz muttered under her breath. She went back into the shed and I noticed she looked as if she was ready to go someplace, a bit like how I was dressed. Louise just had Pajama pants and a tank top on. More crashing and rumbling came from the shed. Seth looked at me as if he was expecting me to leave. Smart kid.
I walked right past him and into the forest. I half expected him to follow me, but he didn't. I was only leaving because that's what I was always doing. I spent most of my life away from camp despite how long I've "been" at camp. People half the time expected me not to show up. Most people, even Chiron, have just stopped trying.
Something tugged at my stomach this time though. A bad feeling maybe. Something in my gut was telling me to turn back or be warned. Some ominous threat was lurking in the woods, I could tell. I knew monsters were stocked in these woods, but this was something different.
Sobbing. A small whimper. That's what I heard after drawing my weapon. It was small frail sound barely able to be heard. And it came from right behind me, making me turned abruptly.
The source of the sound fell to the ground. Large dark eyes stared up at me. The little girl choked another sob and her lips almost smiled. Then she stood up, her height not even reaching to my hip and hugged my legs and continued to cry. I sighed. I was going to have to do the right thing here wasn't I?
The girl continuously sobbed into my shirt. I sighed and patted her head lightly. "It's okay," I mumbled to her. She wailed even louder now. I concluded she was about five, maybe a short seven year old, I wasn't good with kids, I didn't know.
I suddenly had pretty much enough of the sappy little girl crying. I had no idea if she had a good reason to cry but I would soon found out. "Okay, no more crying. Shut up, please. Let's get you someplace...um...nice." the little girl looked at me like I was speaking anther language. I rolled my eyes. "I will get you someplace safe." I said each word slowly. The girl continued to sob and cry not reacting to my words.
"Okay," I said throwing my hands in the air. "I'm done with this." I pried the girl's arms off of my waist and turned and walked away leaving the little girl on the forest ground sobbing into her bloody jeans and torn shirt. The glimpse of her clothes was what made me stop. The moon light gave me just enough light to see the thick dark stains covering almost every piece of cloth on her body.
She looked terrible and miserable. Whatever this girl went through it must have been rigorous for her to be in this state. Her long blond hair fell into her dark brown longing we'd as she stared at me, pleadingly as I looked over my shoulder. I sighed again and traced my steps back to her.
I knelt down next to her, bending my knees into a crouch, gritting my teeth together. "You gotta work with me now, okay?" I told her. She nodded, wiping away her tears trying to look strong. I forced a small smile but it was distant and quick. She reached out to me, surprising me for a second, but then I wrapped my arms around her and picked her up. The little girl pushed her head close to my chest, burying her face in my shirt.
I bit my lip and resisted a snide comment. This girl was six; I wasn't going to start off and make her mad, or cry, or whatever. That wouldn't be very great for me. Again, she was six.
I walked out of the forest the way I had come. The night air seemed just as suspicious as it had before, like something was watching me. Nothing was entirely out of the ordinary just, weird and eerie. The cloudless night, complete with the full moon, made things just a little more creepy and suspicious. I just hoped the cleaning harpies hadn't spotted me yet.
The girl seemed to stop her crying after a few steps. Her head went limp against my shoulder and her arms dropped to her sides. I continued walking, retracing my steps. My decision was to take her to Chiron or drop her off at the infirmary.
I emerged from the same place I had started when leaving the area. Lizzie was leaning against the shed with a golden bow slung over her shoulder and a quiver stocked with arrows. She leaned against the shed looking bored while Louise was locking the shed unsuccessfully. I didn't see Seth anywhere. They both spotted me with the girl. Their eyes widened.
"Look, she was just in the woods," I explained with a slight shrug. "She was crying and-."
"Alec!" Louise exclaimed in a slight hiss cutting my sentence short. "Alec, that's Angel! She went missing last week!" Something clicked in my mind, but I hadn't wanted it to.
"Lou, calm down," I said impatiently, knitting my eyebrows together. Louise glared at me once more.
"Oh my god," Lizzie muttered and pointed her finger at the girl's legs. "She's hurt."
I looked down for the first time since I picked her up and saw her jeans were still blood stained but her ratty black t-shirt was too. My hands were now covered in the thick red substance. The girl, Angel, still hadn't moved and I had a sudden bad feeling that she was dead, but Liz seemed to know what I was thinking. She doubted my own thoughts.
"I think she's awake," she murmured taking a good look at Angel in the dark. "She needs help."
I looked at the little girl in my arms. Her eyes were open, red and puffy from crying. They seemed blank and distant. No more movement came from her body. Louise was shaking her head when I looked up. "Liz," she said in a mere whisper. "I don't think she's awake."
Lizzie covered her mouth with her hand, holding down a gasp, and turned away muttering to herself about dreams and psychos. I almost dropped the limp girl in my hands. I didn't know how long I had been holding a dead child in my hands, but I understood now.
Angel's jeans and legs weren't the only parts of her body that were covered in blood. Her clothing was soaked or crumpled with dried blood and gravel.
A/N DUH! DUH! DUUUHHH! xD Yeah…so that is chapter six, tell me what you think. Guys are always a bit harder for me to portray in first person so I hope I'm doing well with Alec. Again, sorry it took a while, but I DID update! (: REVIEW!
