Alright I will apologize first and foremost to all of you for my being so slow to update recently but my life has literally become almost so unbearably hard to live. I got cheated on after 6 months and now we can't even hardly look at one another with out pain and silent frustration filling the room. And the bitc-Ashley, the one I was cheated on with, asked me if we could be friends. HOENSTLY! God I wanted to punch her. Not only that but something unexplainably horrible has happened to me and I'm not sure how to handle it (yes Bells you know what I'm talking about) I'm both happy and sad at the same time. I want to cry and be happy and celebrate but mourn at the same time. God. I'm a jumble of emotions that can't be sorted out. Which I guess doesn't excuse me but if any of you knew the pain all of this was causing me, including my dad constantly drilling me for being a total screw up and growing up to amount to nothing, you might understand. My mood will affect this chapter so you are all aware. I know I'm a bad writer so bare with me. Also I've broken two knuckles and sprained my wrist so bad I can barely move it so if there are a lot of mistakes, that's why.
Disclaimer-Why do I do these? You all should know I don't own anything Percy Jackson related
The game ended close to an hour after they had left the big house, doing irrelevant things that caused turmoil for the player and mirth for every one else. It lost its interest once Dove began threatening everyone's life because they had made Melina cry. So they had each said their goodnights and went their separate ways to their appropriate cabins. All except Kiley. She had stayed behind to be by the ocean. She had slipped her shoes off and waded into the water. There she stayed for a good hour until she had heard footsteps behind her. She expected to turn and see Brennion, maybe even perhaps her sister but she saw neither. Instead she saw two indistinct shapes, blurred by nights cloak. She waited for them to draw closer before she could really make the guess as whether they were enemies or not. They weren't. One was Jasmine, the Apollo leader from before, and the other was her mother.
"Kiley, sweetie, what are you still doing out here? There are harpies that will eat you if you stay out past curfew you know." Kiley made no response but to look back out at the black waves. They grew and grew before falling in on themselves. Over and over they repeated this process like it was a ritual they had to perform every second. Kiley was a bit jealous of their dedication though she wasn't sure why.
"Kiley," Her mother repeated, "Please come to bed. It's late and its dangerous for you to stay out."
"Where do I sleep mother?" Kiley turned and faced her mothers shadowy figure. In the dark Kiley couldn't make out her mothers features but she was sure they were confused from Kiley's question.
"You can sleep where ever you like honey. You have rights to the Athena cabin, the Poseidon cabin, or if you so choose, the Big House. I'm sure they each have a spare bed." As Kiley pondered this she began to walk out of the surf and back onto shore.
"Where did Eric choose to sleep?"
"In the Poseidon cabin with DJ. And if your even further curious your boyfriend and his brother are both in the Zeus cabin with Izzy. They both wanted to sleep in the Hades cabin but it scared Izzy because of the voices so they opted with sleeping there instead. Should you need us, Thalia, Nico, your father, and I are in the Big House. Sweetie whats wrong?" Kiley gave her mother no answer but bent down and slipped her shoes back on instead. Kiley wasn't sure what was wrong but she didn't feel right.
"Why are you here Jasmine?" The girl flinched like she had been slapped.
"I'm sorry, I just was worried because you were still down here so I went and got your mom. I'm sorry, I can leave if it pleases you." Kiley chose to ignore this as well. She was suddenly in a horrible mood. She felt out of place. She didn't belong here. Not after all the half bloods she had killed. These people shouldn't be welcoming her in with open arms as they have been. It just didn't feel right. No one had punished her. She deserved punishment. She balled her fist up at that thought. Don't ask for more, she reminded herself, I can't ask for punishment. Not yet. Not when life is so unpredictable. People could be hurt as my punishment and I could never live with that. No. Perhaps it would be better to live with this for now.
"Kile-"
"No it's alright you can stay Jasmine. I only intend to stay a while longer and some company might be nice if you don't mind."
"No of course not. Just don't expect me to talk much. Terrible family curse I'm afraid, not good with words."
"That's perfectly fine," Kiley walked over and embraced her mother in a tight hug, "I'll be off to bed soon mom. Let Erin know I'm coming if she's awake on your way back. Night I love you." Annabeth kissed the top of her daughters head and said her goodnights to both girls before walking away. As Kiley watched her mother walk away she felt like a sudden weight had filled her whole body and her knees buckled. She bent over and touched her forehead to the cool sand. She felt terrible. A literal sickness was in her stomach and it was threatening her with throwing up the contents. She had to shut her eyes tight and grip her stomach to keep from being sick. She felt so odd. There was something wrong with her.
"Are you alright!" Jasmines voice was much closer now and Kiley felt a hand on her back. She had knelt beside her, Kiley guessed.
"I don't…feel good…."
"How so? Like mentally or physically?" Kiley groaned as another wave of nausea hit her.
"Both."
"Sit up and let me feel your forehead," Kiley did as she was told but didn't open her eyes, not even when Jasmine pressed her cool palm against Kiley's pounding head, "You don't have a temperature above normal but I still don't like this. You should get some sleep and if your still feeling this way by morning you come find me immediately understand? In fact I want you to come talk to me even if you feel better. You've got me worried kid. Come on, I'll show you were to go."
The more they walked the worst Kiley got. She started to see everything through a hazy red film. Every joint in her body froze over and her bones began to burn. She almost fell twice but both times Jasmine caught her and towards to the end Jasmine was completely carrying Kiley. Things became nothing but pain, red, ache, and sickness for Kiley. If it weren't for Jasmine Kiley would have been lying on the ground curled up in fetal position crying out in pain.
Jasmine managed to get Kiley inside the Poseidon cabin and laid her down in one of the beds, immediately throwing the covers over her shaky body. When they had come in Ariel had been polishing her sword on her bunk while Erin had been tucking DJ in, avoiding Ariel's heavy glare. All of this had been interrupted however once they had stumbled over the threshold. Erin had ran over to Kiley's beside and Ariel had thrown her blade aside to see what was wrong.
"I don't know Ariel! I don't know," Jasmine had yelled while she checked Kiley's heart rate, "but I'm worried sis. I know I shouldn't be worried right now but I am because she is obviously sick but she had no fever and her vitals are perfectly normal. Her heart is even beating as if she has been laying her for the past hour doing nothing. There is something seriously wrong with this scene. Now if you could help me sis, I need a water bottle-" Jasmine's voice faded out as Kiley drifted into an immediate sleep. From there she dove straight into a dream.
She was back at home. Standing in her living room but something was amiss. The couch was flipped over and the entertainment center was knocked down. Broken glass of various colors covered the carpet like deadly snow, sparkling and glittering under the harsh light of the ceiling lights. The windows had been broken, the glass display cases busted, the T.V. must have broke when the entertainment center was knocked over, and every single little tinker collector item Kiley had bought her mom had been shattered. All the books had been pulled off the shelf and everything on the shelves had been ripped off and thrown onto the carpet. In the center of the disastrous room stood one very tall man with flaming hair.
He was at least 6'5 and all muscle. Everything about him screamed I'm dangerous and I will kill you without a second thought. He had his back turned to her but she could see his red hair, thin and greasy but looking like it was entirely made of fire the way it stuck up on his head. He wore a blood red breast plate over a long sleeve shirt and long black cargo pants. He had a Celtic claymore strapped to his back and a war hammer hanging from a loop in his belt. Kiley felt herself backing away from him because she knew she had no chance against him if he saw her there. But as she backed up her foot struck a piece of broken glass and it cracked under her weight.
"Ah, you finally made it Little Jackson." Kiley froze in place out of fear. Slowly the giant turned around. She thought he was scary before, now, she could see where she was wrong. He had a demonic smile, each of his little teeth sharpened to a point. His eyes were crystal, not literal, but the color of them was crystal. Below his strange eyes, on the right side, was a brand mark burned into his flesh. It was the brand of dove. It was blotchy and red but clearly a burn. It distorted his whole face making it hard to look at him. His eyes were set in a constant glare but he was smiling like he was so happy to see her. The contradiction made her spine tingle.
"What? No hello for your boss?" Kiley choked on the air she was breathing. Boss? He was their boss! "That's a little rude if you ask me. And after all we've been through together. Come with me, we need to talk." Before Kiley could even react he had an iron grip around the nape of her neck, his whole hand was large enough to wrap entirely around her neck and throat. Little fires of pain danced under his palm where he held her so tight. From the living room he drug her into the kitchen and slammed her body down into one of the kitchen chairs.
The kitchen was in just as much shambles as the living room was but she didn't focus on the details because she was to busy watching her Boss pace in front of her, his hand on the hilt of his war hammer. He was scratching his burn like it was causing him great pain.
"You disobeyed me." He finally said after 15 minutes of nothing but pacing.
"No I-" He slammed his hands on the table, his smile finally gone, replaced by a savage snarl.
"Don't lie to me! I commanded you to kill Melanie King and instead you take her to that stupid little camp! You are refusing to follow my orders then?" Kiley had never felt so belittled by another man before in her life. She was never scared of another person. But this man made her shiver. She could hardly find words in her frozen brain and when she did they refused to come out of her mouth.
"You…..you lied to us. Lies-" Kiley squeaked when the man lowered down to her level and got an inch from her face, smiling but glaring again. His breath smelt of hot cinnamon and clover.
"I might have but I got accomplished what needed be. Now the gods do not trust you. You can't defeat me without their trust," The man let out another breath, cinnamon and clover overwhelming her senses, and went back to pacing, "If you do not follow me you are my enemy. I do not follow the gods. Not after what she did to me." He paused long enough to touch the dove burned into his skin under his eye. Kiley realized that scar caused more internal pain than exterior. There was something about it that seemed familiar too…but she wasn't sure what.
"So you have a grudge against-" The man snapped his head towards her, another icy glare complemented by a satanic smile.
"Not a grudge, Little Jackson, a vendetta. I have a vendetta against the gods. One god in particular." The tall man clenched his fist and slammed it against his breast plate, making a loud thud echo through Kiley's trashed and empty home, "I will have her as close to dead as a god can be. Forever trapped in my prison of pain. Eternal." The man let out a laugh that chilled Kiley's very soul. He smiled to himself and continued pacing as if he were walking to his victory. Over and over he mumbled to himself 'she is mine' again and again. Kiley was beginning to think the flame head wasn't all there.
"Now I must deal with you," Kiley watched her boss stop pacing and pull a knife from his belt, "you disobeyed my orders therefore I summoned this meeting with you. That was the reason for your sickness you see. Your sudden urge to sleep. And the longer you refuse me the worst off you will be. If you go through this again you will known I am summoning you and I will give you this wisdom, sleep or die. My magic will ebb you away if you don't do as I command. Now, hold out you hand. Palm up please." Kiley didn't want to listen to him but she watched her hands go up before her, palm up just like he asked. He took one hand first and cut an 'X' on her wrist then he did the same on her other wrist. Wet pain developed there slowly as blood dripped onto her kitchen tile.
"This is my mark," He informed her as he wiped her blood off on the white table cloth that was still draped over the broken dinning table, "This is your reminder as to who you fight. It is your head start in this race between you and I. Don't abuse it. Good luck Little Jackson." Kiley didn't register what he meant. He had just cut both her wrist and he was saying it was her head start in a race? She looked up at him to ask him this but instead of being able to speak something smashed into the side of her face. Blackness overtook her vision and she felt herself hit the floor. When she could see again she was back in the Poseidon cabin with Jasmine busily playing doctor, Ariel was now sitting beside DJ trying to comfort him and Erin was asleep on the ground with her head on the bed beside Kiley. Spots danced in her field of vision but they soon cleared. The ache in her body had subsided and the sickness she had felt before was gone as well. That was the first thought that had crawled into her mind upon waking up. The second was to look at her wrist. There was still a bleeding 'X' on both of them which meant everything that had happened in her dream was real. A real dream. That made her want to be sick again. How was it possible to have a dream like that? A real dream?
"She's awake!" Someone yelled and Kiley looked from her wrist to see Erin stirring from her sleep and Ariel along with DJ rushing to the side of the bed.
"You say that like I just died." It was reassuring to know Kiley's voice was working again.
"We thought you had," Jasmine said in a meek voice while bending to touch her forehead again but stopping and grabbed her wrist when she saw the 'X' on both, "You fell asleep and started convulsing then you stopped. Everything. You were barely even breathing. What happened? Do you still feel sick? Are you alright?"
Kiley made no move to answer but asked instead, "Can people have real dreams?"
"Of course!" Ariel stated it as if it should be obvious, "Well not people, demi-gods. But yes they can…why? Did you have a dream?" Kiley stat up with Erin's help and explained to them to the very last detail her dream. Explaining how to man kept pacing and saying things about "her" and how "she" was his. They didn't react like Kiley had expected. She expected them to laugh at her like she was a basket case and send her to a physic ward to get help. They instead informed her that they were taking her to the Big House to talk to Chiron. Kiley nodded and next she knew she was being led back to the farm house and was inside before she could register it.
They were now in a small room painted wash wall white, nothing out of place. There was a small cot in the corner and a few personal belonging including a boom box and a bunch of Dean Martin CD'S and a long recurve bow hung on the wall though the draw string was broken and the was a metal tile under it that read "TITAN WAR OF 2010" What drew Kiley's attention next was the two people in the center of the room.
One was Chiron in wheelchair form, looking tired and deprived of sleep, and the other was Melina, the cabin leader of Aphrodite. Melina was in a pair of boxer shorts and a lose tank top. She looked like she had just rolled out of bed. And the two were arguing.
"No Chiron!" Melina yelled defiantly, "I'm telling you it's my mother! She's in trouble! My father-"
"Hush child! That's nonsense! A mortal couldn't have-oh. Ariel, Jasmine, please come in. Melina we will discuss this in the morning." Melina nodded angrily but didn't move from the room. Ariel pushed Kiley towards Chiron and told her to explain her dream so she did. When Kiley had finished no one moved except Melina who walked up to Kiley and gently took her wrist to inspect the two 'X's.
"I told you! I told you Chiron!" She whispered. Chiron let out a loud sigh as if his fears had been confirmed.
"I don't understand….Melina you know what he means by these marks!" Melina stared back at Kiley, tears glittering in her eyes.
"Yes I do. Look." Melina then set her own hands in Kiley's, palm up, and showed her own wrist. Just like Kiley's there were two large 'X' cut into the wrist only unlike Kiley's they weren't bleeding. They were scars. Which meant Melina had met this man before.
"How-"
"That man, the one who tricked you into killing half-bloods, his name is Victor Crown. I'm Melina Crown. His daughter." Kiley was to shell shocked to even find a response for that and when she finally did all that came out of her mouth was, "What?" Melina made a tired noise in the back of her throat and fell in a heap on Chiron's cot, hugging her knees to her chest and banging her head against the wall with her eyes closed. Having to admit Victor as her father wasn't one of her proudest moments.
"You saw the burn under his eye right?" Kiley thought back to her dream. Picturing the tall, flame haired man wasn't hard. She saw his eyes. His teeth. His brand. In the shape of a dove.
"Yes. It's a dove." Melina nodded slowly, keeping her eyes closed as if she too were picturing Victor.
"A dove is the symbol of my mothers power. She burned it into his skin when he tried to kill me."
"He tried to kill you!"
"Yes. My father he…he wasn't always like this. He wasn't always evil. He use to be the CEO of the Sweethearts factory, you know those little heart shaped candies with writing on them? He made them for my mother. He wooed my mother over with them because she found them endearing. Well time passed and my mother told him she was pregnant with me. My father didn't take this so well. He began to hate me. Though he didn't tell my mother this. He hated me because he was jealous of me. My father loved my mother so madly, so feverishly that I became a threat to him. He was afraid that I would steal my mothers love from him. He believed my mother loved me more than him.
"So once I was born my mother presented me to him and she left. Like all gods do. I mean, she didn't leave completely but she did leave. This drove my father insane. He had to have her. And he blamed me for her leaving him. So one night he came into my room, I wasn't even a year old, and he brought a kitchen knife in with him. Just as he was about to stab me my mother exploded into my room. And I literally mean exploded. The only reason I didn't get hurt was because my mom is a god and she controls how she rolls you know? Ha. Yeah sorry dark humor. Anyway my mother was furious with my father. Demanding he tell her what reasoning he had for wanting to kill me, their daughter. He told her and she became even more mad. She told him she was the goddess of love, she can share her love with up a thousand men and she could still love him more. That made him so mad that he began to spit at her. Calling her terrible names. Saying that if she can't love him and only him she should die for committing adultery. Even though my parents never became married. My mother was seething at this point. For he had denounced her and called her names. He denounced me too, saying I was an impure mistake from a whore of a mother. Then he tried to stab my mother. His knife burned in his hands and he stopped dead in his tracks before he could reach her. She touched right under his eye and burnt a dove into his skin. She said it would remind him who use to love him and the mistake he had made in turning against her. He swore to her as she took me from my crib and into her arms that he would get revenge on her for this day. From there she raised me on Olympus until I was 5, without Zeus's knowledge of course, then she took me to camp to live here.
"So my father is obviously getting his revenge now. Because earlier I had a dream too. I dreamt my mother was in a cage, bleeding ichor and her Greek style dress in taters. My father has kidnapped my mother somehow and is torturing her. I have to get her back! Please Chiron we know its real now. Kiley proved it with her dream! Please!" By the end of her whole story Melina was in tears, with her trembling fist clenched at her side. Kiley sat beside her in an effort to comfort her but didn't know what else to do. She didn't have words to say or any touch that could make it easier on the girl. That was a horrible past. Maybe it was how Melina bonded with Jade so well. They had both lost their fathers, though in different ways. Melina had lost her father to insanity and Jades had died in a car crash. Though one could see how the two could console in each other so easily. Plus a dove had ended both their fathers. The irony in the matter. Still this left Kiley with the dilemma of consoling Melina. She looked over at her weeping and Kiley painfully opened her arms. Kiley didn't like hugs all that much. In fact she didn't really like physical contact unless it was from family or from Brennion. But Melina would be the exception this time. Melina looked over and fell in Kiley's arms in a heap, tangling her arms around Kiley and sobbing on Kiley's shirt. Feeling uncomfortable all Kiley could find herself to do was pat Melina's back.
Chiron sighed, "Melina, dear, I can't allow you to go after your mother. It could be a trap from your father to bate you-"
"I don't care! My mother is in pain! She is a goddess! You owe her your allegiance. You have to let me go!" Chiron growled deeply under his breath but quickly regained his composure, brushing his hands over the blanket that covered his fake paraplegic legs.
"I will let this slide just this once Melina but don't presume to threaten me in your mothers name again. I know your in pain over this child but there is nothing I can do. I can't let you leave unless you have been given a prophecy. You know this very well." Melina picked her head up off Kiley's shoulder long enough to stare at him through tear filled eyes. A little glimmer of hope in them.
"Then I'll talk to Rachel! She'll give me one! Please! I'll go right now, I'll-"
"Be still child! Be still," Chiron took another deep breath to steady himself, "You can talk to her in the morning after breakfast. Then if she gives you one you may leave but until then I want to hear nothing of your mothers disappearance do you understand?" Melina nodded glumly while sucking in another gulp of air as she continued to sob.
"Alright then. As for the rest of you I want you to go back to your cabins and get some sleep with the remaining hours there is left of night. We'll talk tomorrow after Melina talks to Rachel. Goodnight." Chiron shooed them out of his room and the Big House as quickly as he could so that he could go back to sleep and hopefully sleep his troubles away though he knew no such feat could be accomplished.
Outside Jasmine, Ariel, and Erin began to walk back to the Poseidon cabin and Kiley meant to follow them but Melina caught Kiley's wrist and held her back. Kiley flinched from the pain of being grabbed over such tender wounds.
"Oh I'm sorry I didn't mean to-"
"It's alright. What's up?" Melina wiped Kiley's blood off her hand on her boxers before answering.
"Your in on this too. My….Victor chose you to kill half-bloods, he marked you too. You have to help me save my mom."
"What does that even mean? What do these marks mean? Why me!" Kiley snapped. She knew she sounded whiny, even to herself, but she couldn't help it. She was tired, in pain, and being told she had no choice in the matter of saving the love goddess of whom she didn't even believe in until a couple of days ago.
"I don't know Kiley. I can't answer your questions-well I can answer one. The marks," Melina looked down at her own, running her thumb over them, "My mother told my father before I was born that in one hand you hold love and in the other you hold hope. And as long as you keep these things you will survive. My father makes the point that he will cancel them out. Hence the X. Look I'm sorry but you have to help me save my mom. I can't do it alone. And we both….we both have to kill Victor. This I can't do alone either. He can somehow use magic. I don't know how but it makes him harder to kill. Please….I can't do this alone." Kiley saw how fragile Melina was at this moment. She was shaking terribly and tears were threatening to pour from her eyes again. She realized that Melina would do this with or without Kiley's help. Regardless. Though without Kiley's help Melina would end up getting herself killed. That would mean Melina's blood would be on Kiley's hands.
With a sigh Kiley agreed to Melina's pleas, "However we will do this my way do you understand? I am in charge."
"Of course, anything, just as long as we save my mom."
"Can you fight?"
"With a sword?"
"With anything."
"Um…no."
"Okay then I will have to train you before we leave."
"Ahhhh but that will take days, months even! We don't have that long-"
"Melina you agreed to do this my way remember?"
"Grrrr…..fine. But I will wait no longer than a week."
"I can do it in a week. As long as you are willing and don't mind a little pain."
"What part of I will do anything to save my mom do you not understand?"
"Good. Then we have a deal?"
"Yes so long as you know that I am going to save my mom, even if Chiron says I can't go."
"I understand that Melina and I will still help you because I have a mission as well. To kill Victor." Melina flinched at this but nodded.
"I understand. We have a deal." Kiley shook Melina's hand to seal the deal.
"We start training tomorrow. Meet me at the Arena after you talk to Rachel." Melina nodded and started to walk away but Kiley called out, "Goodnight Melina. Don't forget, tomorrow. Be prepared." Melina waved as she ran the rest of the way to her cabin. Kiley let out her pent up breath and began to walk back herself when she heard her name being said softly behind her. She turned, not knowing who to expect, out of instinct.
"Good evening young Jackson." Kiley bowed as formally as she knew how.
"Good evening Lady Hecate." The goddess smiled, her silver eyes glowing in the dark. With her, her dog sat at her feet, staring up at Kiley with zero interest.
"Do you know why I've come to visit you?"
"No but I can guess, it has to do with Victor Crown right? And Lady Aphrodite's disappearance?" Hecate motioned for Kiley to walk with her while they spoke. Kiley couldn't very well not agree.
"Indeed. You have learned that Melina is related to all this mess so you will have great need of her aid. As will she need yours. What you don't know is that every god on Olympus is against you right now. They will hinder you as revenge for the crimes you have committed against them. Killing their offspring." Kiley thought of her grandparents smiling faces and choked back tears.
"Every god M'lady?" The goddess eyed Kiley warily some while before looking back to her animal that ran ahead of them.
"I'm afraid so. But if it pleases you to know this then I will tell you; your grandparents do not hate you. They are simply shocked to the point of silence. Both gods have locked themselves within their kingdoms, Poseidon under the sea and Athena in Athens. They have both committed to silence until you and your sibling appease the gods for the crimes you have committed. I believe to do this you will have to kill Victor and save Aphrodite. Are you up to the challenge Kiley?"
"I must be M'lady." The goddess laughed lightly.
"Wise answer young Jackson. But here listen," Hecate stopped Kiley before the Poseidon cabin which Kiley now regarded since she had betrayed her grandfathers trust, "I am now your patron goddess. You answer to me. Therefore I am responsible for you. Allow me to bestow gifts upon you that will help you with this journey."
"I….M'lady?" The goddess smiled.
"In the forge you will find three baskets filled with different kinds of metal ore. Each is magically extracted from remnants of lost gods kingdoms or from their present kingdoms. You can melt down each one to build you and your companions weapons to take with you. Each will be fortified with the magic of the gods kingdom. You are a descendent of Athena, I'm sure you will be able to do this. I'm sorry but this is all I can do for you. I wish you the best Jackson. I'll be checking in with you from time to time. May magic make your fires stay bright young Jackson, farewell." With that the goddess turned to silver dust and blew away with the wind, her dog chasing after her.
Kiley realized she had a lot of work to do and she had only gotten about 3 hours of sleep at best. That thought was enough to make her stumble into the Poseidon cabin and pass out as soon as she touched the bed.
Alright I know its not the best but it's all I could manage. I had to get this story back on track. And so it is. And if it matter to anyone I'm sorry for not posting as quick as I know some of you would hope. The only reason I got the motivation to write this chapter was because of my two cousins, Natalie and Makendra. They were sitting right next to me the whole time I was writing this chap. In fact, I think I'm going to tell you a little story of them while I was writing this.
I'm sitting in my computer chair in front of the computer tapping my fingers on the desk trying to find motivation to write the next chapter when Natalie (who is a %100 lesbian for background information) and her sister Makendra (who is 100% straight) walk into the room smiling at me. Natalie, who is very petite blond with bright blue eyes (I swear she is descendent of gods or angels or something!) sits on a cooler to my left and Makendra, who is the same body shape as Natalie(which is body type perfect) but with brown hair and extremely bright blue eyes, sits in a desk to my right. Makendra is the oldest of the two sisters at age 19 and Natalie is due to be 18 in February. Natalie immediately reaches over and starts tousling my hair like she always does and Makendra leans in close to the computer to see what I'm doing.
Makendra: What cha' writing Lil Hun?
Natalie: It's a dirty porn, don't look Kenny!
Me: It is not! It's a story for fanfiction.
Makendra: Oh Lil Hun you write those? Your such a lo-
Natalie: Don't call our dearest cousin a loser sis. Your just jealous you have no skill Kenny.
Me: Thanks Nat.
Natalie: Course Lil Hun.
Makendra: Well whats it about?
Me: it's a long story…hahahah pun! I'm awesome.
Natalie: I don't think that was a pun sweetie.
Me: Shut up Nat! Makendra: Don't say shut up Lil Hun it's a mean word.
Me: Augh. What do you people want?
Natalie: (who is now braiding my short blond hair while humming the theme song from Two and a half Men) We came to see if you wanted to go get some pizza with us and go lingerie shopping with us.
Makendra: I want pepperoni
Natalie: Me too
Me: I don't think Ima go guys. I really need to finish writing this.
Natalie: Go with some suspense, a dash of lust, and a pinch of drama and your good.
Me: Nat I don't think I can-
Natalie: Fine see if I ever try to help you again. Jerk-oh I'm getting a phone call! Hello? Oh hey baby!
Makendra: Her girlfriend is calling again? Geeze sixth time in the last 2 hours. A bit clingy if you ask me. Which reminds me I need to txt my boy, I haven't texted him in like…too long. He probably thinks I'm mad at him.
Natalie: No I can't, I'm at my cousins house. Ha that would be sexy that's true-no! Don't tempt me.
Makendra: Oh screw it I'll call him…hello? Hey baby.
Me: Wow. You guys are terrible company. Yet, oddly motivating. How I get motivated from all that I don't know but I'm going to start writing now.
Natalie: Sure I will! You will just have to come over here. No I don't think my cousin will mind-no she doesn't hate gay people. She's to sweet. Lil Hun would you care if my girlfriend came over?
Me: No….just don't bother me while I'm typing, don't fool around in my bed, don't eat all my food, and I'm good.
Natalie: I'll come get you. Love you. Bye.
Makendra: Hahahaha we couldn't do that here babe. Lil Hun has strict rules.
Me: You too? Really? Augh. Fine but no bothering me while I'm writing-you know what? Same rules as Nat.
Makendra: Ha! I didn't even have to ask. I'm that awesome.
Natalie: We'll be back. Love you Lil Hun!
Makendra: Love you sweetie.
Me: Love you too see you later.
Natalie: Bye bye!
Isn't it weird that I can get motivation from that? I think it's because my cousins dad's name is Victor and it made me think that almost all evil people are named Victor and that motivated me to name my bad guy Victor and then I was like "Oh! The writing is back on! Lets do this!" Heh heh. Thanks Nat! Thanks Kendra!