A/N: This is another story under a series that I'm writting called 'Family Matters' you don't have to read the other one, but they're all family based stuff if you like that kind of thing. Please review and tell me what you think! - dragon628
Things weren't easy for Apollo Cabin after The War With Kronos. Suprisingly none of their campers joinned up with Luke, but that didn't mean that they didn't loose anyone.
They lost a lot of campers. Two prime examples being their head campers Micheal Yew, and Lee Fletcher. Both had died in battle, with Lee being killed during The Battle of The Laybrinth, and Micheal during the Battle for Manhattan.
They had about 25 campers before the war After the battle of the Laybrinth they were down to 17. Then with smaller un named battles spread out throughout the year before The Battle of Manhattan they had 13 campers left. After the final battle they were down to 3 kids. Austin, Will, and Kayla. (I don't know if this is true, [It probably isn't.] I'm just guessing for the story.)
After the war they didn't have a lot of time for anything besides healing the wounded. Will was the best healer out of the 3. Believe it or not, but both Kayla and Austin hated having to be 'the doctors of camp'. They normally wouldn't have to be with all of Apollo cabin taking turns helping out in the infirmary, but under these heartbreaking conditions they did what they had to.
"Will... what are we going to do?" Kayla asked exhausted. They had been healing all night and could only assume that it was around 1am.
"I... I don't know..." Will said. With trying to help everyone, they hadn't really been given time to grieve.
"What... what do you... you... you mean? You... you? Don-don-t kn-kn-ow?" Austin asked incredibly. Will always knew. "We've lost everyone what are we going to do?" Austin put his head in his hands. He was definitely crying.
Seconds later both Kayla, and Will were in tears. They had lost their entire cabin. They had lost everything. The only thing they still had was their camp, which was in shambles. Every cabin lost people to this gods fosaken war. Apollo cabin seemed to have been hit extra hard.
Suddenly there was a knock at the door. They didn't know who it was, but honestly they didn't care, everything was a mess right now. If the person needed immediate medical care they would come in anyway.
The person did come in, but said nothing, and none of the kids looked up.
"I'm sorry..." The 3 kids froze. "I'm sorry I wasn't a better father, I'm sorry you lost everyone, I'm sorry I couldn't protect you guys." Cabin 7 looked up slowly, and were met with the blue eyes of their father, which were quickly filling with tears.
Will sobbed, and rapped his arms around their dad who hugged him back, seconds later both Kayla and Austin stood up, and joinned the embrace.
Things were terrible, but not the worst. They could have lost the war. They could have lost the camp. They could have lost each other. They could have lost their dad.
Things were bad, but it would get better. The pain would always be there a lingering sensation in the back of their minds, but they would rebuild their family. Yes.
They would rebuild Cabin 7.