Chapter 17: The Huntress's Camp

Cecilia POV

Emmett carried me through the woods to the huntresses' camp. Thalia was instantly greeted by all the huntresses. Most gave Emmett and Nico dirty looks.

"Amelia," Thalia said, "I need you to check out a friends shoulder."

"Which one?" she said eyeballing all of us. Thalia motion for me to come over. I hopped out of Emmett's arms and walked over while clutching my shoulder.

"Cecilia, meet Amelia. Amelia, meet Cecilia." I nodded and walked over to her.

"Come over here," Amelia motioned to a tent and we walked there.

When we walked in, the tent was filled with medical supplies, everything from aspirin to IVs. She motioned for me to sit.

"Can you take off your shirt?" she asked. I looked at her, confused. "Just to get a better look at your shoulder." I took off my shirt and she started to work. She poked and prodded at my shoulder. Asking me if it hurt.

"It's dislocated," she said after 20 minutes of examining. "I can pop it back into place."

"Go ahead." I said.

"Ok. It's gonna hurt though." I nodded. She put her hands on my shoulder and pushed. Soon an intense pain was shot through my body. I yelped at the pain. "I told you," she said.

"I have a feeling that you're doing this on purpose."

"Maybe. Why wouldn't you want to be a huntress?"

"I'll admit I thought about it but I have a boyfriend who cares about me." She scoffed at that and started looking at the cut on my face. She stitched it up. I stood up, put my shirt back on and said, "Thank you."

"No problem," she smiled and we walked out of the tent. I walked out of the tent. Thalia was with the huntresses. Nico and Emmett were off to the side. They were obviously shunned.

"Cecilia," a voice behind me said. I turned around and saw a girl about 13.

"Lady Artemis," I said greeting her.

"How are you?"

"I'm fine and you?"

"Fine. I heard that you were seeing someone."

"Yes,"

"I do wish you had become a huntress," she said shaking her head.

"I did put a lot of thought into it but it wasn't for me." She nodded.

"Yes, you're more like you belong at camp half-blood." She walked away with that and I walked towards Emmett.

"Hey," he said.

"Hey,"

"How's your shoulder?"

"It's good. Want to go for a walk?"

"Sure." We walked into the woods and kept going until we reached a meadow. We both sat down. "So why did you want to come out here?" he asked.

"So I could do this," I said. I leaned forward and kissed him. He kissed back with just as much passion. He cupped my face and pulled me closer to him. He sucked on my bottom lip and I parted my lips. His tongue darted in my mouth and explored it. Soon our tongues were dancing a passionate tango. I had to fistfuls of his hair and he started caressing my curves. Soon he started kissing my neck. I moaned as he kissed me.

"I was so worried about you," he murmured into my neck.

"Emmett there's something I should tell you." He looked up at me.

"What?"

"There was one more line to the prophecy."

"What was it?"

"It said that a child of war would die."

"So you're going to die."

"That's what I thought. It was Will."

"I'm sorry babe."

"Yeah but we all thought it was me. He didn't tell anybody and he let them take me."

"I knew there was something off about him."

"Sure he lied, but I don't think he should've died,"

"Babe he asked you to come, thinking that you were going to die,"

"Still he was my friend and I'm always gonna think that he didn't deserve it." Emmett nodded and brought his thumb to my new scar. It went from my right eyebrow, across my eyelid and ended on my right cheek.

"What did this to you?"

"A fury's claw. It doesn't look as bad as it was before." He nodded. "Emmett, how were you able to not attack me while I was bleeding?"

"I didn't breathe." I nodded and smiled.

"Cecilia, Emmett," a voice from behind us called. We turned around and saw Percy, "Chiron's here."

"Who's Chiron?" Emmett asked as we started walking to the camp.

"The camp director." I answered. He nodded and we walked to the camp.

"Cecilia," Chiron exclaimed. He was out of his wheelchair.

"Hello Chiron," I said.

"You," he said eyeing Emmett. He quickly drew his bow.

"Don't," I put up a hand to stop him.

"Please don't tell me you're seeing him," I stayed silent. "Cecilia," he shook his head.

"Well at least you took it better than I thought."

"I'm glad you are happy," he said and trotted away.

"I take it he doesn't like me," Emmett said.

"Really," I said. We laughed.