Clarisse flips over the table locking her siblings under there. Where she gets the strength I have no idea. I can hardly- take that back- I can not at all lift one of her bows. They feel like they're made of steel!
'Dude- Perce and Annabeth-I used to call her Annie but after she mhh lets say 'hurt' me so now I stick with Annabeth- 'just fell in Tartarus.' In a trance I get up and follow Clarisse. My brothers and Chiron always say I'm the only person that can with getting pulverized and I take that as a compliment. It takes great wisdom to control a war gods daughter. Annabeth was the wisest person here- probably on Earth. I would add Olympus in too especially now since Athena is no longer seen so greatly in my eyes- after all it's her fault Anni-Annabeth feel into Tartarus, and of course Percy would go too. As I walked to cabin five I took in my surrounding. All the new cabins and beautiful designs; they were all from Annabeth. She was pretty nerdy but no one would counter that she was the best architect. And if they did they would have a very anger girl pushing a sword against their throat and if its really bad a son of Poseidon being the protective boyfriend. But still; we all like Annabeth- she's our leader after Percy. Plus she's great in a fight, as long as she is on our side. Same as Percy. Same as everyone actually; except me.
It makes me feel like a piece of extra rubber. Good for nothing, bad at almost everything; except stealing and telling jokes. What great accomplishments. Ugh. It probably doesn't help that most of the time I hang out with my brothers- who are just like me, Percy, or Clarisse. Two of the three best fighters at camp. Annabeth being the third of course.
And now they were in Tartarus. Of all places! They've been to the Underworld, to Olympus, Percy to his father's palace, to almost everywhere- even the entrance of Tartarus, but truly in that place. I believe no mortal has ever been there before Nico. Only evil forces; which Percy and Annabeth certainly aren't!
I look up at the cabins, and I can swear cabin three is staring right at me. I hurry up and go into Ares'. I lean in the door and stare at Clarisse. She's yanking on her armor and reaching for the weapons. I think back to the time Perce was still an elevener and fought Luke in the Arena. Back then Luke had already been taken over with evil; we just didn't know it. And- and I had gone over to that side too. The thought still makes me sick to the stomach. If it hadn't been for Clarisse I would be dead. I had been working with the enemy. When I blink out of my trance Clarisse has just decided to use an arrow and turned around. She sees me, looks over her shoulder and slams the closest shut. I smirk.
"Let's meet in the arena. K? I'm just going to get a bow set and check in on my siblings." I really don't want anyone to get killed- but I need to leave her alone for a second so I can get my own set.
"You can use one of mine. I have several." Ohh. That response. How do I simply put this.
Just as she's grabbing a spare set I clears my throat. "Yeh, bout that- I can't actually lift that one up. At all."
She rolls her eyes. "Fine, but let me come with you. "
"I'm pretty sure I can get my own my own bow from my bed, Clarisse." Yikes-that came out a little harsher than I meant it to.
"Fine- I'll just." She sprints out of the cabin leaving me to wonder what had I done wrong. I remember Perce once telling me it was hard to understand girls and I really believe that now.
I jog back to my cabin and peek in. Conner and Travis are sitting on their beds. I nod at them and grab my bow. "I'll be back in an hour or so." They nod simply and I leave. It's hard for all of us but I know I promised Clarisse I'd meet her at the arena so I hurry. My sibs and I will talk later.
I walk to the arena lost in thought. I knew that Percy and Annabeth could survive in Tartarus, easy. But the fall is what worries me. I mean- no living person can survive that. You would splatter on impact. Even if Percy could create some sort of water pool at the bottom- well I don't know how well it would save Annabeth. But I know Percy will find a way. He would do anything for Annabeth.
I look up when I hear sobbing. The first thing I see is that I'm at the arena and there are several torn up and shoot at dummies lying around. Then, I see her. Clarisse is crying on the wall, her hair falling over her face. I am so shocked I hardly notice Chiron comforting her. He glances up and sees me. The old centaur rises and walks over here. He stares me in the eye and says, "She needs you. Please- I must comfort the others."
I nod and walk over. I hold her shoulders and sit down. When she sees who it is she smiles a little and calms down. I just hold her not caring. 'This is how Percy must feel,' I tell myself. This time I can think about the accident without crying. I'm almost moved on. One lat question runs through my head, 'Would you do the same for Clarisse?' Of course. I don't know what help I would be- but I would fall with her. I hold Clarisse a little tighter and smile. The smile quickly washes away when I se Malcolm. He runs by; faster then a dryad looking horrible. I decide he will need time. Time to move on. Thankfully I already had so I could be there for others, I had already moved on.