HIIIIIIIII It's Willowleaf the Jedi! New chapter (duh!)!

I won't rant or whatever. Because schist will be going down in this chapter! Please be ready to complain about my terrible writing :3

ENJOY!

Jay's POV:

The next day, I wasn't sure I'd be able to give Nico many answers. Thank the gods I didn't have to. I had fallen asleep with Jack, which I decided would stay between us. I didn't need Nico to kill him, not until Christmas at least.

When I stepped out of my cabin followed by Jack, I could sense something wasn't right – or at least, something important was happening. "What's happening?" asked Jack. I shrugged.

"I'm not so sure." I replied. "But I'm up for food. Wanna come?"

Jack nodded. "Maybe I can try flirting with that nymph again."

I shoved him. "Juniper is dating Grover, Frosty!"

Jack smirked. "You're just jealous."

"I'll throw you into the sacrificial brazier if that means you'll shut up. Now, to the dining pavilion!" I commanded.

Jack sighed. My threats had totally won that argument. "I want pizza."

When the two of us reached the dining pavilion, we could tell something wasn't right, or at least something was going on. One of the Aphrodite kids, a girl who was named Lacy, was fixing the rat's nest that belonged to Will's half-brother, Mason. Cynthia from the Nike cabin was talking loudly with another camper, arguing that she was able to beat a 'Hunter' in archery. In fact, the more I tuned into conversations around the pavilion, I realized they were talking about these Hunters.

"Who are the Hunters?" I asked Nico, sliding into a bench opposite from his.

Nico looked grimly at his smiley-face pancakes – an ironic meal for a Son of Hades. "The Hunters of Artemis. They're coming today."

A nymph passed by as Jack took a seat beside me. She handed us both smiley-face pancake drowning in syrup. I glanced at Nico, waiting for an explanation as to why this was the only food we had.

"Travis and Connor Stoll," Nico informed. "They took all the food and left us with this." I rolled my eyes.

"Why are you so disappointed about the Hunters of Artemis coming?" I asked Nico. The Italian visibly stiffened. He grabbed a fork and stabbed at the eyes of his pancake. Then he stayed silent for few moments.

"Bianca used to be a Hunter. She died as one." He said quietly. "And Thalia Grace, the lieutenant of Artemis, well, she and I have a rocky relationship." He was silent – completely silent – after that. If it wasn't for Jack inhaling his pancakes, the table would have been extremely quiet.

"Uh… sorry I asked."

"It's OK. You didn't know. Now go and sacrifice a bit of your meal before you forget – again." He tried to sound humorous and upbeat, but his voice still seemed hollow. I didn't quite understand how he felt. Sure, my mom had died, but that was so long ago I didn't remember anything. I found that I related more at the thought of losing my first good friends – Nyssa, Dawn, Gabby, Dan and Jason.

I stood up and walked over to one of the flaming braziers.

Um, I began in my mind, This is for all of you guys. Don't worry, I'm on your side… Uh, hi. I could already imagine them snorting at my inability to say something proper to them. I quickly scraped away a bit of my food and walked back over to the Hades table, where Jack and Nico were waiting.

"Any dreams?" Nico asked me casually. It was as if our awkward conversation earlier had never happened.

I glanced at him, and then at Jack. Both looked at me expectantly. "Nope," I lied, crossing my arms. "I'm not an Oracle, you know."

Nico stiffened again. "Right. Sorry." He twisted his skull ring around, and I remembered him telling me that Reyna Ramirez-Arellano of Camp Jupiter had the same habit. I found it kind of odd that a girl like Reyna would befriend Nico, but there friendship had lasted for over a year now. And that must have been hard – long distance relationships never really work out.

I glanced around the open-air pavilion. Everyone seemed to be sitting down – having already scraped away a portion of their meal to the gods. Suddenly, I heard the Apollo kids get louder. Will was at the head of the table, at the centre of attention. His fellow siblings were all looking at him funny, some of them wolf-whistling and making kissy-noises, some just rolling their eyes. Then he stood up, and started walking in the direction of the Hades table.

"You go get him!" cried Leo in the direction of Will, only to be elbowed by Calypso. Many of the campers giggled or wolf-whistled.

Now, let me explain. Campers are only supposed to sit at their table – at the table of their godly parent (I'm an exception since there is not a Helios table). Sitting at another table was against the rules. The last person to do that, if I'm up to speed with camp gossip, was Annabeth to sit with Percy.

Will ignored all the campers, but Nico looked like he was trying very hard not to stab at his pancakes again. His face was bright red with embarrassment. Clearly, something had happened, and I hadn't quite noticed.

The blond Son of Apollo slid onto the stone bench next to Nico, handing him another smiley-face pancake. "Morning!"

Nico looked like he was about to die. "You have the nerve to sit with us after… the incident? And you brought pancakes?! You're insufferable!"

Will rolled his eyes, and I couldn't help but feel that I was intruding on a personal conversation. "You need to eat." Was all he said.

"What's this incident you're talking about?" I asked.

Nico turned bright red again, so I turned to Will for an explanation. Said boy was still smiling, but kind of nervously. "Well, yesterday, we went to the beach. And we were playing and stuff, and then I kind of accidentally pushed Nico into the freezing water. And I was kind of scared he'd get hypothermia, so I took him to the infirmary."

Nico buried his head in his hands. "He wouldn't let any of the other Apollo campers tend to me."

Will huffed indignantly, but he didn't have a comeback. He just continued the story. "Well, anyways, it turned out Neeks was perfectly fine. So I go to tend to a bunch of other campers-"

"Of course, after confining me to that room in the infirmary," Nico added.

"And then I come back a few hours later. And I'm tired, and Nico's sleeping."

"Then, he hops into the bed and falls asleep with him," butted in Kayla, who happened to be walking by. She winked at me. "Travis and Connor snuck in and saw, well, that, and since then-"

Will held a hand up. "I think she gets it." He was quite red in the face too, which I found amusing.

When Kayla left, leaving me with the boys, Jack and I burst into laughter. "You guys…" I tried to breathe. "You're too cute together."

Jack accidentally knocked over a glass of milk in his laughter.

Nico scowled at the spill. "Since when has Jack been here?"

I tried to get myself together. "He's been here the whole time."

Will shook his head. "I really hate those Stoll brothers right now." He looked at us. "Well, I've got to do cabin inspection today with…" he sighed, running a hand through his hair. "Neeks-"

"Yeah, OK. Let's go," Nico said, pushing his pancakes away as he stood up. "Later, Jay. And Jack."

Jack and I waved at them as they strolled off, bickering like siblings. I sighed. "Sometimes, those two can be painstakingly oblivious."

Jack rolled his eyes in agreement as he tried cleaning up his spill. "It's funny. But sometimes makes you want them to just kiss already."

Jack's POV:

It makes me think of how I feel about us, I wanted to tell her. But that seemed so cheesy, and she'd probably just punch me in the face, so I didn't say anything.

She looked like she was about to say something, but decided against it. "Uh, wanna come watch me fail in the forge?" she invited. This is a good start, I thought. We're over the I-hate-you-because-you're-alive stage. Kind of.

I was about to answer (with a yes, like I usually do), but then I remembered Baby Tooth. Don't tell Jay, but she talks a bit in her sleep. She mentioned Baby Tooth in the midst of incoherent mumbling, and it struck me with the power of Nico di Angelo's Stygian Iron sword. Between hanging with Jay, and, well, doing just about everything with Jay, I kind of forgot about Baby Tooth.

Don't blame me. Jay is distractingly pretty. But that's kind of irrelevant.

"I – well, I kind of can't." I mumbled. "I have to… do something."

Jay froze mid-bite. "What are you doing?"

I quickly told her about Baby Tooth (excluding the part about her talking in her sleep). She nodded. "That's nice of you. Uh, what about campfire?"

I blinked and said something really intelligent like, "Uh, huh?"

Jay rolled her eyes. "Join Will, Nico, Leo, Calypso and I at campfire. Sure, it's fire. But it's a lot of fun. We usually hang at the edge of the crowd anyways, and-"

I held a hand up for her to stop rambling. "No. I mean, why are you suddenly inviting me?"

Jay crossed her eyes and put her fork down. "I wanna spend time with you, before, well… Pitch."

Her sympathy was really sweet. For once, she didn't look all huffy about it, but she looked quite serious. As if she knew something was going to happen. The thought didn't settle well with me, but I took this as an opportunity to get her to like me.

"… of course I'll come."

Jay smiled, but I could still sense something was wrong. "Thanks Jack."

"Uh, any time." I reassured, scratching my head awkwardly.

Jay stood up suddenly. "Schist. Cabin inspections. How did I not realize those two said CABIN INSPECTION?" she shivered. "I have to go." She shivered some more, and sneezed.

I stood up to, feeling concerned. "Do you have a cold?"

Jay regained some of her personality and crossed her arms. "I do not!" then she sneezed violently again.

I shook my head at her. "Silly mortal," I teased, removing my blue sweatshirt and handing it to her again. "This should keep you warm. Jay, was it really smart to wear that stupid t-shirt in the winter time?"

Jay rolled her eyes but put on the sweatshirt. "You're turning into Will. Seriously, sometimes he has, like, zero chill." She smiled a bit. "Thanks for the sweatshirt."

I blinked. "You're smiling."

She scowled. "Am not. Now, gotta go. See ya!"

And with that, she turned heel, and started muttering curses and complaining about how Will was such a neat freak.

I stared at the now empty Hades table. Now that it was empty, it seemed quite depressing. It lived up to its owner – Nico di Angelo, son of Hades, and probably the most goth-like camper.

And, if you're asking, Jay did tell me about him and Will being into guys. I don't really know how I'm supposed to comment on that. Sure, it might seem a little gross at first. But us Guardians are supposed to accept all children, and protect all. Boys who liked boys liked Will and Nico were no different. When you've lived on Earth for over 300 hundred years, boys liking boys seemed pretty normal. Enough said.

I quickly got up and flew off, intent on finding my beloved Baby Tooth.

After searching the whole camp, it was pretty much a given that the little fairy was probably in the forest. That unnerved me. Ever since the Lily incident, and my little date with Jay, I learned not to trust forests. They tended to give you a lot of black sand.

Sadly, this forest seemed willing to give me more than black sand.

"This is for Baby Tooth," I announced to the nearest tree. "Just saying. So Pitch, or dragon thing, or any other ominous forest dwelling monsters, don't eat me. I'd like to come out alive."

But I already had a bad feeling about this. Yes, I should have had a bad feeling from the start because pleading for mercy from trees is pretty damn stupid.

"I'll just go before I regret anything," I said. I remembered something Jay always used to say before playing capture-the-flag, or going against Nico in a sword fight: YOLO.

I wasn't exactly sure what it meant, but I figured out that it was an acronym. I guessed that it meant something along the lines of 'yellow oranges live (insert word for O),' and was used to motivate people. Why yellow oranges would motivate though, I wasn't really sure. But it worked with Jay. Why wouldn't it work with me?

"YOLO!" I yelled, and charged (flew?) into the woods.

After about ten minutes of flying, something didn't seem right. Something in my throat burned. I smelled smoke. I felt tired. Suddenly, I realized what was happening.

Fire. The forest was slowly burning.

Then I heard the screaming. "HELP!" HELP!"

I charged forwards.

The smoke was very visible now. Flames licked at the trees a few feet away. Nymphs came along, trying to stop the flames from burning away their life sources, but nothing seemed to work. "Jokul Frosti! Help!" some called.

"I'm not Jokul Frosti, I'm Jack Frost!" I cried. Why Greek nymphs would call me by my Norse name was kind of odd, but priorities.

Jay had told me about Percy Jackson and how he could summon waves and torrents of water. The demigod was currently in New Rome, so I was the runner-up for best chance at defeating the fire. If I'd have any sense, I'd probably hesitate to help the nymphs. I haven't really ever been in such close contact with fire with my ice powers, and I didn't know if I was immune.

But nonetheless, I grabbed my staff and jumped into the fray.

Jay's POV:

"Jay, you're not holding the hammer properly."

"I know, Jake."

"That metal's already melting!"

"I know that Jake!"

Jake Mason was really getting on my nerves. The child of Hephaestus was filling in for Leo Valdez, who was who knows where. Probably in the Bunker with Calypso.

By the end of that session, I was feeling really impatient. I was used to one of the boys by my side. But they all seemed busy. Will was now in the infirmary, Nico was teaching sword-fighting, and Jack was romping off in the woods for his beloved fairy friend.

When my session in the forge was over, I had never felt so relieved. Helios was my father, sure, but now I can't stand summer heat. I blame Jack, but there's not much I can do about it. The forge made me ready to jump into Jack's arms. How could Leo manage it?

I grabbed my phone from my pocket and checked the time. Lunch would be in ten minutes. Hallelujah.

Sadly, the Fates of lunchtime had other plans.

The conch horn blew earlier than expected, but that wasn't for lunch. I glanced at my fellow campers, who were just as confused as I was. "Wha- Huh?" Clovis spluttered, emerging from the Hypnos cabin.

Clarisse La Rue looked up from sharpening her knife collection. "Do I smell smoke?"

Sure enough, I smelled smoke too. And the smell seemed to get stronger. I glanced back at the forge, but all the fires had been but out, leaving clouds of smoke. Nothing was seriously burning in the camp.

A couple of satyrs emerged from the woods. "Fire! FIRE!" they shouted. The camp went into panic. Clarisse dropped her knives (which didn't seem like the best idea) and sprinted off to carry the news.

"Where's Percy when we need him?" I heard many campers complain. Everyone was crowding around the satyrs and the woods, as if trying to get a whiff of the dangerous fumes. Then the screams went off.

Chiron cantered into the clearing in full centaur-mode. A bow and quiver were strung on his back. "Campers! The flames must be doused at all costs! Fan out!"

The crowd of campers dispersed hurriedly, leaving me with Will's younger sister, Kayla. "Have you seen Will? We need to get the infirmary ready."

I blinked and searched the crowd. Will was not here. Nico wasn't either. Jack… Jack was probably in those woods right now.

My stomach turned to mush. "He's… I'm not sure."

"Right here! Jay! Kayla!"

The two of us turned. Will and Nico were sprinting towards us. "What's happening?" Nico asked, scanning the panicked faces of campers as they scurried around holding buckets of water. One boy, a son of Nike along with a few others was manning a huge water hose.

I cringed. "A fire started in the woods. We're not sure what's going on." I tried sending them a look that hopefully had PITCH all over it.

The boys got my signal. Will turned to his sister. "You and Austin go prepare the infirmary. I need to do something."

Kayla saluted and sprinted towards the Big House, grabbing a scared looking Austin as he ambled in front of her.

Will smiled at her, but his smile faded as he turned to face me. "Let me guess, Jack is-"

"Jack's there!" I said. "And Pitch was probably the one who set the fire."

Nico cursed like a Phoenician sailor. Clearly, he had underestimated our enemy. Pitch seemed like a formidable opponent. "He's gonna try and burn the camp. And of course, like the cliché villain he is, he started with the woods."

He didn't exactly explain, but we all knew why he started with the woods. The magical boundary opened up there. If he was to just clear away a couple acres of trees, getting into camp with an army of whatever certainly wouldn't be a problem.

He looked at the two of us. "OK. Here's the plan."

Jack's POV:

"Yah!" I yelled, trying to fight the heat that slapped me in the face. Clearly, trying to freeze flames wasn't smart. My stomach churned as nymph after nymph fell to the ground as their life source crumbled to ash. This was too much suffering. I remembered Jay telling me that they'd be reincarnated as another plant, but it was still very sickening. It only reminded me of Baby Tooth – and how she wouldn't be able to reincarnate if she died.

I grabbed my staff and shot some ice at the nearest flame, but my powers were dwindling, and these flames weren't dying down. I felt actual heat – something I wasn't supposed to feel. I was sweating.

A flash flame raced up my sleeve. I screamed, desperately trying to beat the flames crawling up my skin. My throat was burning worse than before. A few strands of my hair were smouldering. I quickly put out that heat before I'd be a walking, charred bush.

The nymph closest to me fell down, and didn't get up. I was scared. Where was a sea god when you needed him? Even Percy Jackson would have been nice.

The screams of the nymphs were getting deafening. I couldn't see any of the lush forest that had stood here minutes ago. Everything was a blur of red, yellow, and orange. I could only imagine how the nymphs felt – the terrible sensation of slowly being burnt to ashes. I nearly collapsed with trauma.

Nymph after nymph fell. I did my best to build barriers of ice around the ones closest to me, but their lives were connected to the trees, and those were already burning as much as Jay's face when she got really embarrassed. I released a frustrated yell.

"Go, Jack Frost," one nymph had managed to rasp out. Her dress was in flames. Her face contorted in pain. I made to help her, but she held a hand for me not to move. "Find the stream a few miles away. That should…" she fell to the ground. Her body dissolved into ash.

I snapped. Nothing should have perished like these nymphs were! I yelled, and an unfamiliar tug in my gut came to be. I raised my staff. I thought of my sister, of Jay, of Baby Tooth, and of everyone else I had ever loved. I thought of the nymphs, who were unwillingly dying because of my problems (yeah. It was pretty damn obvious that this was Pitch's doings).

My rage exploded.

Jay's POV:

Turns out, Nico's plan was for him and Will to run off to the beach and find the giggly water girls (Naiads? Dryads? I always forget). They were so oblivious to everything, that, of course, they hadn't noticed the fire burning in the woods.

That left me to assist the manning of the giant water hose.

Sad? Very.

But, it turned out we didn't even need the damn thing.

Right as that son of Nike yelled, "FOR THE GODS!" the ashen sky turned a silvery-blue.

I was knocked off my feet by a gust of wind and tumbled down a hill.

I woke up a few moments later. It was snowing. Camp was already, somehow, a few inches deep in the stuff. Jack's sweatshirt was soaked. In fact, I was soaked all over. I didn't exactly know why. Then I realized that the ground around me was soaked with melted snow. The grass was sizzling and steaming in a perfect circle around me.

Before I could marvel at whatever that was, Kayla and Will found me. "Jay! Thank the gods!" Will said, but his voice was tight as the siblings walked over to me. "You may wanna see this…" he offered me a hand and pulled me off.

I reeled shakily to the left and tripped face-first up the hill.

"Whoa!" Will and Kayla exclaimed in unison, jogging towards me. I felt Will's warm arms wrap around me.

And I, as charmingly as possible, passed out again.

"-and Jay just tripped. And then the snow around her melted." Will's voice echoed around my pounding skull. He seemed to be explaining something to someone.

"Maybe Helios has granted her powers," came Chiron's voice.

"Shh. She's awake," Nico murmured.

The familiar infirmary room went silent and I opened my eyes a bit. Will and Nico rushed over to my side. Will put a hand to my forehead, tossed me a piece of ambrosia, and grabbed me into a hug.

"You were out for three hours," he whispered. Three hours? But how could I have slept for three hours?

"The fire," I began, squirming out of Will's grip and turning to face Chiron. "Why – what even happened?"

"Will and Nico will explain, Daughter of Helios," he murmured. "You might wanna see Leo first... He's in the room next door… with Calypso." Chiron's face was expressionless, but he had that look in his eyes as if he knew something bad was going to happen. As if he had seen too much suffering similar to this…

I could immediately tell something was wrong. "Is Calypso…?"

"Calypso suffered a few burns from the fire. Leo had managed to drag her out of the Bunker in time, but…" Chiron trailed off nervously. I could sense why he was nervous. We all knew how much Leo loved Calypso. If she died because of the fire…

I stood up shakily. "I'll go check on Repair Boy."

I limped away. Calypso was a few beds down from me. She and I seemed to have been the only campers who had suffered – her being the more important one, of course. All the other beds were occupied by burnt nymphs. Some burned away before my very eyes, and I choked on a sob.

Leo saw me coming, but made no move to greet me. He just looked at his beloved girlfriend.

I walked over to him and brought him into a hug. "Leo, I- I…" I couldn't find words. The Latino's eyes were strung with tears. Calypso herself was lying in the bed with her eyes closed. Her arms were reddened. Skin peeled, leaving her once flawless skin, well, flawed. Her face was serene, but for some reason I could tell that scared me – and Leo – more than it should have.

I wanted to cry out in anguish.

I don't exactly know what moved me to cry. Sure, I barely knew those two. But hardships always seem to bring people together. Leo had already lost too much to fire. His mother, his own life… If he was to lose Calypso, I would join him and Nico on an expedition to retrieve her from the Underworld in a heartbeat.

"Jay… would you mind if, you just… left us…." Leo trailed off and buried his head in his hands. He sobbed freely.

I nodded and walked back to Will and Nico just as Chiron cantered off to talk with a satyr. "Pitch is going to pay," I whispered fiercely. Never in my life had I seen so much suffering. It only reminded me of Jack…. Oh gods, Jack! What if he was still in the woods, suffering casualties like Calypso?

"Is the fire completely put out?" I asked. I couldn't bear to imagine my fellow campers still out there as I rested in the infirmary like a god.

"Yeah. Half of the woods have just burnt down. Chiron's cancelling Capture the Flag tonight." Nico said. "The Hunters of Artemis are here and foraging the woods for any nymphs who are…. You know." The Son of Hades looked quite pained.

I was surprised – and scared – with Nico's report. Half the woods had burned? That must have been a tremendous amount of acres to cover.

Will squeezed his shoulder, but I could tell he was quite shaken. "You think Jack is out there?"

I wiped my watery eyes with the sleeve of Jack's sweater. It seemed ironic that I still had his sweatshirt now of all times.

"Yeah. He went off to look for one of his friends in the woods this morning, and I haven't seen him since." I tried to keep my voice steady, but I felt sick. On the inside I felt like I was burning. I started to sweat. What was wrong with me?

"Jay, are you gonna…. Look for him?" asked Will.

"Yeah." I said without hesitation. "Now that you mention it, I think I'll go now."

"Wait!" Nico said, holding a hand out as if to stop me. "What happened to you? Kayla and Will said they found you in a pile of melted snow. Everywhere else, except for around you, the snow was latched onto the ground. It's still snowing, actually!"

My stomach churned with sudden burst of hope. Snow meant… "Jack must have tried putting out the fire with his snow!" That meant… "He might be OK!"

Will and Nico exchanged uneasy glances. "Have you ever seen him overexert his powers?"

"… Huh?" Honestly, where does Nico find all these explanations and stories? This kid is younger than me, but smarter. And don't even get me started about Will.

"During the war with Gaea, I found Nico, half-dead," Will explained. "He had used up his Hades powers way too much, and, well, even our powers have limits."

"But Jack is an immortal spirit. How could he ever overexert his powers?" I asked. I surprised myself with my confidence for the boy, but I truly did believe in his powers. Snow magic was some serious stuff. And Elsa never seemed to overexert her powers, did she? Well, it was a Disney movie…

Nico shook his head, crushing my hope. "The fire was put out in what seemed like an explosion – and then it started snowing."

"That was definitely Jack," Will confirmed. "There are no snow spirits, and there are no children of Khione in this camp. Jack must have been helping with the fire and-"

I tried shutting the blond boy out. I was getting better at that. "I'm going to find him. Now." I said, gritting my teeth and stumbling out of the infirmary and grabbing a square of ambrosia for Jack.

"Wait, Jay-"

At this point, I was tempted to smack Nico upside the head. Clearly, I didn't have too. I don't know what made me snap.

The temperature around me was raised about a billion degrees. Smoke curled off of my skin. Will and Nico looked at me with a mix of amazement of fear. "I'm gonna find him!" I yelled, this time with true confidence. I turned to go off again, but I staggered. I'm the one overexerting myself…

Nico and Will looked stunned. I cleared my head and hurried off.

Nico's POV:

Something was DEFINITELY wrong.

First of all, since when did Jay Swift care so much about someone like… like Jack Frost? Like, seriously, what?

And second of all, why did her powers just happen to come along – now of all times? If I find Helios I will personally kick him in the groin. Jay probably had the worst kind of powers, especially since she was so close to someone like Jack. And what if she wasn't fire-proof like Leo Valdez? She could accidentally vaporize herself.

And, I mean, come on! Her father is (was) the titan of the sun, and all he gave her was an internal smoke machine and thermostat that went off when she got mad?

That seemed unfair. He'd be better off giving her a sun-catcher. Or a playlist to put on her phone of songs like, "You are my Sunshine,", "Here comes the Sun," and the likes.

Will sighed. "Next thing you know, she's gonna be living her own take on our 'Three Days in the Infirmary' story."

I supressed the urge to laugh out loud. "Should we go after her?"

Will blinked a couple times. "I don't think so – the Hunters are in the woods too. Jay's in good hands."

"Have you even met the Hunters?" I said, ready to start a rant. Sadly, Will had heard that rant one too many times.

"She's a girl. She's not you. They're not going to skewer her. And I doubt she'd join them. I mean, if Jack was visible, everyone would be shipping the two." Will said reassuringly. His tone was light, but I could still tell he was a bit nervous.

I nodded. We could only wait.

Yup. That happened. I'm terrible, yes. Don't blame me. Blame Pitch. My friends and I have this joke, that because North has an accent, when he says Pitch it sounds like the B word, so we say: That son of a Pitch! And fall over laughing like the terrible people we are.

So yeah. I apologize for terrible writing, because action and drama aren't really my thing. I'm working on it, I'm working on it! Practice will just have to make better….

Please review and stuff! And stay tuned for next chappie!