A/N: Today I'm gonna update a lot of chapters. Days like this come once in a while, so... yeah. And tomorrow's the last day of school before vacation starts! *screams*
My Favorite Harvard FML Quote: I have a lot of work due tomorrow. I spent the last five hours staring at colored maps. FML.
Nico has always been the first person on my list that I want to see when I'm dead because I know that he can see me, being the son of Hades.
He walked into the room swiftly and saw my body. He then looked around the room and stopped when he saw me. He smiled. "Hey Bella."
I waved, relieved that someone can finally see me. "Hey Nico! Oh my Gods, thank goodness you can see me!"
Rachel stared at Nico, then me, but it felt like she was seeing through me. "What? She's here?"
"Rach, have you forgot that she has nine lives like a cat?" Nico asked her.
Rachel beamed. "Oh Gods, I didn't realize! Oh gosh, you made me cry so hard, Bells!" She leaned against the bed frame my body was lying down on.
"Sorry!" I raised my hands up while grimacing.
"She says sorry," Nico told her.
"Wow. So what are you now? A gypsy?" Rachel laughed.
"I don't think I'm called a gypsy, Rachel. Anyways, it seems like she's been here ever since her body was brought here. She'll be back when her body's healed, which may be in an hour since she heals fast."
I sighed in relief. "I've been feeling weird ever since I died! Nico, you're, like, a freaking death doctor! You should have taken that title instead of being a king. I tell you, it would be way better."
"Nah, I still think being a king in the Underworld is better," Nico replied.
"Shut up."
He chuckled. "It's very weird to think of you as dead."
"I am dead. I'll be back."
"Wow. Suddenly Bella turns into Arnold Schwarzenegger — I'll be back." He made fun of me and I walked over to him to smack his solid pale head.
"Shut up, Ghost Boy." I told him. "I didn't know you watched Terminator, considering that you're over seventy years old."
"Ha-ha, very funny, niece." He sarcastically said.
"Alright, guys. I'm... going out for a while... I'm pretty sure you can take care of your own body, Bella," Rachel awkwardly spoke up, leaving the place slowly while staring at Nico.
"You know, everyone was very depressed when they saw me dead. It's impossible to believe they've forgotten that I have nine — I mean eight lives left... it isn't like them..." I said, sitting on the floor.
He sat on the floor beside me and slouched. "Well, when people die, their loved ones tend to not act like themselves. They can forget some stuff, so seriously, you need to be more... careful."
"Rachel told Edward, you know." I said.
"Then you better head back to Forks and tell him you're alive." He suggested.
"After the war?"
"Well, he is suicidal right now. If he decides to commit suicide, he would go to Ita— never mind." He stopped his sentence which he never does, and that obviously made me suspicious.
"Complete your sentence, Nico. Where would he go if he wants to commit suicide?" I urged.
"I can't," he stood up, looking down at me. "It'll kind of... mess it up, though."
"Mess up what?"
"I need to go down and check up on my army. They might not be doing their job." He gave me that excuse and left the room.
I was confused. What was he hiding from me?
I sat in the room bored and still suspicious about the suicide thing. I stayed close to my pale body and wrapped my legs with my arms. I couldn't sleep and I don't think I'd ever be able to when I'm dead. I wished I could just drift away to sleep and dream of good stuff to get away from reality. Was that how vampires felt like when it's at night? Like it's a day that would never end? If they didn't, I did.
I suddenly felt a pull towards my dead body, and I couldn't escape from it. I was dragged from the floor to the bed.
My eyes flew open and I took in my first breath of air in my second life. I felt like I was a whole again. I rode up my shirt to see my wound and it was gone. No scars were there. Maybe, just maybe... all my scars from my first life were gone...
I folded my jeans up and found the Thelkhine-bite scar I got when I was six gone. No wonder it took so long to repair my body. It was making my scars dissolve into nothing.
I stood up and cracked my knuckles. I felt stiff and warmed up a little before I grabbed the hairpin on the wooden table and left the base camp. I felt like my energy's been recharged as I ran through the battlefield, but as I watched everyone who have been fighting from the first day non-stop, I knew I had to do something. They were turning tired and helpless. I felt like setting the whole side full of monsters on fire, but I didn't have that fire. Instead, I had a more powerful one.
I was a granddaughter of one of the most powerful Greek Olympian gods, a descendant of the most powerful Egyptian goddess, and had the blood of one of the most feared creatures in the world. I was worth something, and I knew I could protect almost everyone.
I felt anger surge through my veins and my fingers ignited electric sparks. Running towards the largest monster I could see, I took a leap and was about a hundred feet in the air. I clenched my fists and took a punch at its face, causing the monster to get electrocuted as he fell to the floor, turning into dust in the process. I landed on the ground with one knee on the floor and stood again. I darted to the nearest demigod. I grabbed the Minotaur's fur and looked at the demigod.
"Go and take a fifteen-minute break back at the base. Tell Rachel I'm alive again. I'll handle this," I told her.
"But —"
"Go, Crystal." I cut her off sharply. "You need the break."
She turned her sword back into a protractor and ran to the direction of base camp. I looked back at the groaning half-man and pushed him away from me by his chest. Electric sparks made him shake uncontrollably and turn him into ashes.
I spotted Annabeth fighting a Chimera and attended to her. I didn't touch her since sparks were still flying off my hands. Instead, I grabbed the tail of the Chimera — which is a snake's head — and strangled it. It struggled and kept trying to bite me, but I made it bite its body. The lion part of the body glared at me and was about to spit fire but I shot it with electricity. It turned into dust and I was faced with a shocked Annabeth.
"H—how —"
"You guys forgot I had nine lives. I'm on my second life. Not too sure whether I liked that weird, dead experience but... yeah." I replied. "Go back to base camp. I'll take care of everything. Crystal's back there. I think you should have some celebration with Rachel because I'm back." I smugly said.
"Oh shut up, Thunder Girl." She laughed, shaking her head. She ran towards base and I continued helping the demigods & Hunters to kill monsters and told those exhausted to go back to base.
In general, it felt good to be back in a body. My body, luckily.
