Ambrosia sat on the bed in her room, worrying about Chase. She had tried to close her eyes and sleep—or at the very least rest—but that hadn't worked so she was reduced to simply sitting on the edge of her bed and letting her worries consume her.
Someone knocked at the door. "Come in," Ambrosia said dully.
The door opened, and a pretty blonde-haired woman who was just older than Ambrosia poked her head round the door. "Are you going to sulk all day?" she asked. "Or can we do something fun?"
"I am not sulking," Ambrosia argued feebly. "I am simply sitting here, worrying about Chase."
"Sulking," pressed Ambrosia's sister.
Ambrosia sighed, relenting. "I have only just unfrozen, Olympia. I am waiting until someone comes and says I can see Chase."
"I'd like to meet Chase," Olympia said, grinning. "It's not every day that my little sister gets a crush."
"He is my boyfriend, not my crush," Ambrosia snapped, causing Olympia to hold up her hands in surrender.
"Okay, he's your boyfriend."
Ambrosia scowled, got off the bed, and pushed past Olympia on her way to the door. "You don't believe me."
"Hey, no, it's not that," Olympia said defensively, grabbing her sister's wrist to make her stop. "It's just that I can't imagine my cute little baby sister having a boyfriend."
"I've grown up, Olympia," Ambrosia snapped. "I'm not a little child anymore. I'm only four years younger than you." An idea suddenly came to her mind, and she interrupted Olympia as her sister was about to speak again. "You want to do something fun? Get your sandals."
"Where are we going?"
"I'll tell you later." Ambrosia pushed Olympia out of her room. "Meet me outside in ten minutes."
Ambrosia watched Olympia head over to her room, before closing the door. She knew what she had to do, and she was feeling nervous about it. But at the same time, she desperately needed to do it. If she didn't, she knew what happened to Chase might happen again.
Ten minutes later, Ambrosia met Olympia outside their house.
"Alright, where are we going?" Olympia asked.
"For a walk," Ambrosia replied. "In the West."
Olympia raised an eyebrow, an expression of slight trepidation on her face. "Any particular reason you chose the West?"
"No." Ambrosia smiled innocently at her sister. "What reason would there be?"
"So you can check in on your boyfriend?"
Ambrosia internally breathed out in relief. Olympia thought she wanted to go to the West to see Chase. "Well, would that be such a bad thing?"
"Yes," Olympia said firmly. "I am not coming with you if all you want is to see your boyfriend."
"Fine," sighed Ambrosia, pretending to be disappointed and annoyed. "We don't have to see Chase." She made a pleading look. "Please come with me, Oli. I haven't spent any time with you since we woke up."
Olympia folded her arms. "As long as you don't gabble about how amazing your boyfriend is."
"Does that sound like something I would do?" Ambrosia asked, grinning. "Come on, you're my sister and I love you."
"I hate you for making me come with you," sighed Olympia, but she stood up straighter and added, "All right, let's go."
Ambrosia clapped happily. "Yay!"
Olympia raised an amused eyebrow. "And you say you're not a little child anymore."
Ambrosia swatted her sister's shoulder. "Are we going or not?"
"Sure."
They walked in completely silence until they reached the spot where Chase and Ambrosia had been attacked by the Mayans. Ambrosia looked round in case any Mayans were there, but the place was deserted apart from the two sisters.
"Where are they…?" muttered Ambrosia.
"Now what?" asked Olympia, not hearing her sister. "We're out here alone. Did you want to talk or something?"
"Caves," Ambrosia said absently aloud. "They might live in caves."
"What might?" Olympia turned to face Ambrosia. "What are you talking about?"
"Hmm?" Ambrosia looked at her sister. "What?"
Olympia's facial expression quickly changed to one of dread and alarm. "Ambrosia, what did you bring me here for?"
"Nothing," Ambrosia lied, looking round again.
Olympia angrily seized her sister's wrist. "Ambrosia, you better tell me what you're-!"
At that moment, what sounded like a battle cry echoed across the plain, making the two girls jump. A split second later, half a dozen of the Mayans came running out of nowhere, towards the sisters. Olympia screamed but Ambrosia hurriedly stepped forwards, held her hands up, and yelled, "Wait! I wish to speak to your leader!"
"What the Hades do you think you're doing?!" shrieked Olympia.
The Mayan patrol slowly edged closer to Ambrosia until they were just a few metres away. "Leader?" repeated one of them.
Ambrosia repeated the word in Greek, in case they understood Greek.
"They don't understand Greek!" hissed Olympia, who by now had edged behind Ambrosia for protection.
"We have to try everything," Ambrosia said out of the corner of her mouth.
"Leader," the same Mayan repeated. "We take you leader."
Ambrosia paused, before turning her head halfway—so that she could still keep an eye on the Mayans—and muttering to her sister, "Does that mean they're going to take our leader or take us to THEIR leader?"
Olympia just stared, open-mouthed, back at her in horror.
"Take us to your leader," Ambrosia said slowly and deliberately, pointing up to the caves in the off-chance that that was where they lived.
The Mayans jabbered to each other in a weird language for a minute, before what seemed to be the leader of the patrol pointed at the two girls. Immediately, two Mayans went forward, each taking hold of one of the girls' wrists. Olympia shot Ambrosia a frightened look, but Ambrosia kept strong. She could feel her heart pounding in her chest but she forced herself to keep a calm exterior.
The Mayans began marching Ambrosia and Olympia towards the caves.