Thanks for reading. I know you missed me. Don't try to ignore it. Anyways this was my favorite chapter to write. Spoiler alert. Its so sweet and Its kinda sad for Clair at the end.
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LET'S GET THIS SHOW ON THE ROAD.
I sat in the plane squished between Mark and Clarisse. We'd just gotten on and I was ready to get off. Clarisse was complaining about how hard it would be to kill monsters on the train. Mark was doing something with hands. I couldn't tell what, most likely playing with a knife.
"So Clair, what was life like at home for you." Mark randomly asks.
"Well My Mom and older brother left when I was eight so I hopped around in foster care for a year. Then when I was about to turn nine, my foster care parents were a demigod and a mortal who had a sibling that was a demigod. And then my satyr came and then I was at Camp. Half-Blood" I finnish.
"What were they like?" He asks me his dark brown eyes staring into my golden eyes.
"My brother's name is Matthew, Matt for short. He was kinda like Sherman, but more patient. He never yelled at me. He was my whole world. My mother was like Silena. Beautiful, caring, Loving. She said me and my brother were her everything. Then they just...left." I say and he gives me a small smile and wraps his arms around my shoulders.
"on that happy note, what is your family like?" I counter him.
He smiles and starts, "well my mother is kinda mean in a sense. She kinda always ready to lead a army. Thats probably why me and my brothers are here. My three older brothers are demigods to. Clark is the oldest and my mom had him when she was eighteen. William and Philip are twins. Clark is nine years older than me. William and Philip are seven years older than me. So by the time I went to camp half blood they were long gone. They think I'm mortal ."He states.
"Where do they live?" I ask.
They all live in Hollywood." He says.
"Well we need a place to stay for to days before going to the underworld. You weren't thinking about staying there. Were you?" I ask him.
He just nods. I try to think about his family. His mother carrying a little baby with a nine year old and two seven year old war children in the house. I wonder why she sent them to summer camp.
"Did your mother send you to Camp?"
"No I just got up and ran away. I was in New York and then a satyr found me and brought me to camp. I haven't been back yet at all." He says looking down at his lap.
We sit in silence but Mark doesn't take his arm off my shoulders. He then looks at me and says, " How long till your fifteen?" Only a few months. April seventh. When did you turn Sixteen?"
"September second." He says.
I stay awake for a few minutes but my eyes start to get heavy. The last thing I remember is me thinking, I shouldn't fall asleep on Mark's shoulder.
When I wake up I'm in 's shaking me gently to wake me up.
"So you practically slap me to wake me up but she gets little nudges." Clarisse says with a role of her eyes.
"You're my sister, she isn't." He states.
As we get out of the airport I say, "Okay Mark, lead us to your family."
We flag down a taxi and hop in. " 4583 stillson road, NW please." Mark says.
We sit in silence for the forty five minute ride. Then we get out in front of a red house. Its huge. Two story but its gotta have at least six bedrooms not counting space for offices and other rooms.
Mark pays the driver and he drives off. Mark leads us up to the house and knocks.
"One minute." Someone yells from inside.
Then a lady opens the door. Her long dark brown hair hangs down over shoulders. She looks like a model for a sport or the army.
"Yes?" She says. Her voice sounds as if she hasn't slept for years.
My face must show my worry because she said. "All people with children that runaway tend to look like me darling." She says sorrowfully.
I'm about to say something else when Mark steps forward.
"The woman's face fullters. "Mmm Mark?" She stutters out.
" Hi mom." He says looking down at his shoes. The woman grabs him and holds him in her arms. Mark is easily taller than her. But he lets her sob into his shoulder. She grabs his face then lets go and slaps him.
I give Clarisse a confused look as Mark laughs and pulls the woman his mom back into a hug.
"Come, come in all of you I'll have food for you and you can tell me who you are and where you have been." She says ushering us into her house.
She grabs a phone and speed dials something and then puts it on speaker, then she does the same with another phone.
Then a man answers," Mom, you know I'm not supposed to use my phone so often."
"yeah mom," says the guy on the other phone.
"Clark, William you need to come home now. Its the best day of my entire life right now."
"yes mom. Bye." then they hang up. She ushers us into the kitchen . Where we sit down.
"Ok, mister tell me what happened and where you went this instant." She says trying to be stern but the tears streaming down her face and the smile don't convince any of us.
" I kinda did run off to New York, then a satyr came and took me to Camp Half-Blood." He says.
"So you are a demigod?"
"Yes."
"Ares is you father. And who are these lovely girls?"
"Yes, and this is Clarisse my half sister, and my friend Clair daughter of Thanatos ." He says pointing at each of us. I wave when he points at me.
"Oh you don't look like a child of the underworld." She says.
And with that I pull off my sweatshirt and unfold my wings from underneath.
"Oh Wow.." She says then the front door is opened. Two Identical looking boys enter, then a third. The only difference between the three are age looking. One is absolutely, Clark I presume and then William and Philip.
"Mom what is…" Clark starts but then his eyes drift over me then Clarisse and finally Mark.
"Mark," He says like he can't believe it.
"Mark" He says again. Mark stand up and starts walking over. Clark lunges at him. Clark is at least two inches taller than him. Mark ends up with his arms around Clarks neck, and with Clark's .
William and Philip break out of their daze. One pushes Clark off him and takes over. Well the other waits impatiently for his turn. Then the cycle continues.
We give introductions again, and Mark tells his story.
"So you've been hiding at Camp Half-Blood this whole time. Gods, why didn't we check there." Clark says.
"Well Clarisse, and Clair I was wondering what you two were doing here." Mark's mother Ally asks.
"I'm going to visit my father," I say.
"Well you can stay the night here. The guest bedroom are the first two." She says smiling
When I enter one of the quest bedrooms its a pale blue. A small bed is in the middle against the wall. A huge widow out looks the streets.
Its very cute. I walk out to find Clark dragging Mark into a bedroom with Philip and William following behind. They don't close the door.
I sneak up to it and look inside. They've gotten into bed. Mark is in the middle. Arms wrapped around him preventing him from leaving.
I quickly rush into the guest bedroom as the tears start to fall.
Matt
His name rings in my head. I miss him so much. Why can't he come back? Why?
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