Kiya hated dinner. It was so loud and crowded at the pavilion. She saw kids get up and toss food into the fire and snorted. "Waste of food if you ask me." She scoffs and Michael grinned prodding her. "Bad enough our parents are omniscient but we gotta appreciate them." He said but he didn't seem too angry about it. "Fact of life. We are the heroes, we take quests but they get the praise and glory." He sighed and Kiya raised an eyebrow. "Listen Kiya, its not that I hate being a demi-god, Gods know I love it. I hate that we don't get recognition. We don't get praise or anything. If your lucky you get a gift, but sometimes not even that helps." Michael got up and walked over to the fire throwing some of his food in. Kiya frowned. If the Gods really cared wouldn't they show it? We are their kids after all. She thought then shook her head.
She stood up and walked over to the fire her thoughts weren't clear and she ran into someone. "Watch it!" She jumped back at the voice as the camper turned around. "Hey Ty!" She said and Ty looked at her, his expression unreadable. "Kiya, how are you?" He asked and she looked at the fire. "Fine I guess waiting for my sign." She said and swore she heard a snort from Ty. "Sometimes a sign never comes." He said somewhat coldly. "Ty are you okay?" She asked and Ty stared at her as if studying her. "Demi-gods sometimes get dreams. And as of late mine have been awful. I haven't slept well for the last couple of days." He admitted and Kiya nodded apologetically. "Yeah sometimes bad dreams suck." She admitted. Ty raised an eyebrow and she sighed. "Since the hell-hound incident I can't really sleep. I know it was only two days ago but I keep having flashes of the hellhounds surrounding a tree." Kiya admitted and Ty nodded. "Well I mean the magic barrier is focused around Thalia's tree." Ty said as the two finished at the brazier and headed back towards their tables. "Thalia's tree?" Ty shrugged. "That's what I heard it be called. That big tree by the arch that leads to camp."
Kiya watched as Ty returned to the Hephestus table and she went back to the Hermes table finishing dinner quietly only giving polite small smiles when spoken to as her mind raced. I wonder why it's called Thalia's tree? Are the monsters drawn to it? She wondered; once dinner was over she was more than glad to return to the cabin. She just wanted to sleep; she was tired. However as she went to bed her dreams had other plans. She closed her eyes only to open them again in a grassy field; she was standing by the tree; she could hear the bane of dogs and yet as far as she looked there were no signs of any animal nearby; she heard something move behind her and turned around, freezing in place as she saw what it was. A large wolf-like creature as tall as a small shed with pitch black fur and glowing red eyes stared at her, growling. She stumbled back falling as her hands instinctively curled around something small and metallic, she looked and saw it was a pocket knife. Oh great maybe I can paper-cut it to death! She thought sarcastically as she opened the knife the hell-hound stepping closer as she scooted back. She saw a button on the side, which was odd as it was a folding knife so it shouldn't have anything like a button release, but she pressed it, her knife elongating into a silvery-bronze sword, the hell-hound stepping back in surprise.
"Get back you-" She wasn't sure what to taunt the hell-hound with but it grew tired of waiting and swung a paw at her, with almost instinctive reflexes she jumped to the side and swung her sword the hound yelping in pain as she cut its paw off, it made a desperate lunge at her with its remaining legs and another swing and Kiya was being covered in dust, monster dust. She looked at the sword and pressed the button again; returning it to the folding knife she first found. She looked around but saw that the hill had faded. She was just walking in darkness, she was nervous but heard a small voice, she turned and saw two kids, one with dark hair, sea-green eyes and an orange shirt with torn blue jeans. The kid looked eleven, and was talking to an older kid, sandy blonde hair, blue eyes, but a scar, the jagged purple scar ran from one of the blonde teens eyes to his chin, the two were talking but Kiya couldn't make out any words. She walked towards the apparition but it stayed out of her hearing, and out of her reach, as she felt herself waking up she saw the sandy-haired teen turn towards her at first looking distant but she swore at the last moment before she woke up he was looking right at her.