Well so tell me if you like this chapter! I'm going to write the ages here: Derek, Hollie, Jackson, seventeen. Ethan, eighteen. Hope, Evie, Misa, 16… I am going to try for the next chapter, perspectives, but I don't know which ones. So REVIEW and I shall see…
Derek ran his fingers through his hair sleepily and glanced at his 17 year old self in the mirror. He thought he looked fine, and guessing from the girls in the Ares cabin, they thought so too.
"Hey, I'm Jesse Ramada, and well I was wondering if you wanted to know the schedule for today?"
Derek glanced back and saw a tall girl yanking a frustrated hand through her uncombed hair. "I hate my hair," she grumbled. "Bro, can you ask your girlfriend Hollie how she keeps her hair all neat and stuff?"
"What? Bro?" Derek asked confused.
A cabin mate laughed. "Yep. She calls everyone either 'bro' or 'sis' that's why we love her so much," he said.
Everyone laughed. "Anyways, like I was saying – " Jesse shot a murderous look to the other cabin members, but only causing them to laugh harder. "Is that today we're going to play capture the flag."
Derek glanced at Hope, and saw that her face was buried in her hands in despair. Hope hated capture the flag and the last time they played it the game had ended in disaster.
"Does everyone have to participate?" he asked.
Jesse frowned. "I think so, since we've never had anyone not participate."
"Can you make an exception?" asked a shaky voice – Hope - .
"Well, I'm not the captain of this team or anything, but my brah is." [Brah is a word used in Gone, for brothers. Poor Quinn… he was one of my fave characters]
"Your bra?" Hope said with a weird look on her face. "Umm, I'm sure your bra is very smart…" She started to say then trailed off when Jesse and her other cabin mates started laughing and hooting.
"My… Brah is… My… Brother!" Jesse laughed rolling around on the ground.
"Hey look… Your… Your brah… is up!" Derek realized the one who had spoken was the one that had explained Jesse's use of bro and sis.
Jesse squealed and hopped to a bed, ripping the covers off a sleeping body. "Heya brah! You up yet?"
"Yeah, I am… What's up with all the laughter? Did I [yawwwnnnnn] miss anything?" the boy said sleepily.
"Nah, brah, you didn't just miss anything," Jesse cackled. "You missed everything!"
"Man, that sucks. Is Derek and Hope up?"
"Why don't you see for yourself?"
Jesse's bro sat up and flipped chestnut hair out of his eyes. The hair on the left side of his head stood up as if he slept on it. "Hey, I'm Hayden," he said then walked over and shook hands with Derek and Hope.
"'Sup. I'm Derek Looke [Susie is going to frikkin kill me…] and she's my sis, Hope Looke." [See Kohana? Now you don't own Hope anymore, seeing as how your Hope is Hope Silverwind, or something and my Hope is Hope Looke. That's one of my lives saved!]
"Cool and I'm betting Jesse here," he slung an arm around her shoulders and ruffled her hair. "told you all about what the day's gonna throw at us, eh?"
Hope laughed. "Besides lemons? Yeah, we're going to play capture the flag. Is there any chance that I could sit out while you guys play?"
Jesse looked surprised. "You too?" she asked. "I thought it was only Derek."
Hope grinned. "Derek's fine at capture the flag. It's just me, who can't play – at all."
^*~ Hermes's Cabin~*^
Evie blinked, and opened her eyes, staring at an unfamiliar and cold, gray underside of a bunk. It was a yard away from her face, but to her, that was way too close. She preferred the upper bunks because she liked climbing the ladders and she felt like a bird up on the bunk. Ethan disagreed and said she looked like a vulture once, when she was sitting huddled up next to the railing reading a book. She had quickly snapped back at him and said he was like a snake, since he liked laying on his stomach on the bottom bunks. Evie grinned to herself and quickly pulling on a hot pink t-shirt and short shorts, she slipped out of the cabin into the dawn. She had always been an early riser, and never knew anyone else who was, she mused to herself as she climbed a tree and perched on a branch, flipping open a book Justin had lent her last night, and if he noticed her tears and her runny mascara, he didn't acknowledge it.
"Hey," said an unfamiliar voice in her ear.
Evie jumped and looked up, into pink eyes. "Oh, hey, Misa, right?"
Misa laughed, and sat on the branch next to her. "Yeah, you must be Jackson's girlfriend, the one he snuck off to see."
"Yep, he freaked both Hollie and me out."
"Me too," Misa mumbled running a hand through her smooth yet tangled red hair.
"You always wake up early?" Evie asked then flipped her book shut and set it down.
"Yes, some things in life just freak you out permanently, you know? Or they scar you for life and you wonder if there was anything you could've done, and you live over it again and again, but all you can do is wonder."
Evie nodded compassionately, remember the bittersweet memory she always remembered. What was so special about it? [notice: BITTERSWEET MEMORY] "So, what happened with you?"
"My best friend's brother died, while we were babysitting him, and it's my entire fault."
Evie sighed. "I'm not good with this sad stuff, but the only people who have actually understood my loss is Ethan, my brother, and Hollie. But I'm sure it's not all your fault."
"She was in the kitchen, when it happened. If I was just paying the slightest amount of attention, just the slightest, then it wouldn't have happened. But I had my earphones on and I was listening to music while watching this TV drama. It couldn't have been a lamer excuse for the death of your best friend's 3 year old brother."
"What happened?"
"He was choking on a penny he stuffed into his mouth. My friend heard the noise and she screamed when he saw him, clutching his throat and blue. [This was what happened to me in the car, when I was 3, but my face was only turning red and it wasn't a penny. I'm still alive.] She ripped my earphones out and dragged me to the boy, still screaming. None of us knew the Heimlich or anything, so we called the police and stuff. Catherine was hysterical but we thought that nothing anyone threw at us could tear us apart, so we lied and said that we were in the kitchen together. His name was Christopher."
Evie blinked. "After that, what happened? She didn't blame you, did she?"
"No she didn't," Misa said then set her chin on her knees. "But I did. Was there anything I could've done to save him? What if I had just glanced over? After the incident I didn't go to her house anymore, since it made me want to tear up too much. Even my best friend's parents stopped their painful grieving for their child and started to cry at night for me. I was losing too much weight and I never ever socialized. Missed lunch at school. Finally my friends got bored of me and we all just drifted away…"
"Poor you, Misa. I'm sorry – "
"What book are you reading?" Misa cut in.
"Umm, Gone With the Wind. Why?"
"Really? Which part are you at? I just frikkin love that book! It's sort of sad at the end… Seeing how she – "Misa threw a hand over her mouth. "I didn't ruin anything for you, did I?"
Evie laughed. "Nah, it's not my book. It's Justin's. Oh," Evie leaned forward. "He likes you,"
Immediately, Misa's face went scarlet. "W-w-what do you mean?"
"Just what I said."
"B-b-but t-that's not possible. I'm unlikable!" Misa wailed.
Evie laughed. "Have you looked in a mirror lately?"
"Well, no, last night we all went to sleep so late. Why?"
Suddenly, Evie tensed up. "Was Jackson flirting?"
Misa laughed and Evie winked at her. "Nah," she replied, knowing Evie was laughing inside. "Though Drew tried to flirt with him."
Suddenly the Hermes's cabin door flew open. "Evie? Evie!" Justin yelled.
"Up here, and look who I am with?"
Justin fell for it and looked, then immediately he dropped his eyes down. "Hey, uh, hey Misa."
"Hi! Is it true you have a crush on me?" she asked and Evie instantaneously slapped her arm.
"WTF! What was that for?" Misa said grouchily but cutely.
[Justin did not drool… I lied. He did.]
"You don't ask a boy that!" Evie whispered to her.
"Why not?" Misa said. "If I wanted the truth, then… I get it right?"
"Yeah, but not by asking him yourself. By making one of your friends ask for you."
Misa blinked. "Why?"
"That's how we women do things," Evie replied.
"I don't have any friends."
"Sucks for you." Evie replied, and then she smirked. "Make one," and seeing the sad look on Misa's face, she sighed and said, "For now, I'll ask and show you how it's done."
The girls looked down, but in their little talk, he had slipped away and was now being dragged out by a giggling Hollie and Ethan. [Ethan is the COOL brother of Evie's. And therefore, does not get to have fun and have me torture him.]
"Hey sis," Ethan said to Evie. "I got you Justin to torture,"
Hollie shoved Justin forward, but even though she is a super frikkin skinny and weak (or looks weak) girl, she managed to put him in a headlock.
"I taught her that," Evie whispered to a gaping Misa.
"Wow… Umm… Are you sure you're not h-h-hurting him?" she gasped out. "B-b-because I don't want my first l-l-l-lover to get you know," Misa said and slid a finger across her throat.
"If I wanted to kill him, Misa, I did have a chance at him at night, but, he's alive, so therefore, I do not want him dead. You're lucky, but I'm in a good mood today."
Evie patted Misa's arm. "Hon," she said to Hollie. "You can let go of Justin here."
Hollie frowned then let go, but satisfied herself by grabbing his ear. [Susie is violent, extremely violent. Stay away from her, unless you want to get slapped.]
Ethan leaned on the tree trunk, and continued looking cool.
"Justin?" Justin looked up at the sound of his name. "I'm sorry you have to be put through this, but if you promise to answer truthfully, you will not go through the horror of Hollie and what I tell her to do. Promise?"
Justin nodded, and to his credit, did not look terrified, but faintly amused.
"Okay, so there have been some rumors, started by me, of course but with ample evidence, that point to your obvious attraction to Misa. Are you really interested? Or is the Evie wrong in her Love Radar?"
Hollie grinned but looked confused. 'Love Radar'? She mouthed.
'I don't know, it just popped up in my mind. If this match up is successful, I might be what Kisame is, in the Survival Guide Of the Criminally Insane Akatsuki, the [Fallen Angel is the best author ever! And she neeeeeeeeeeeeds to continue the Rae and Duncan story!] Love Guru!' she mouthed to Hollie. It should've been impossible to understand her, but since Evie and Hollie were BFFL then they understood each other perfectly, via the mouthing language.
'Love Guru?'
'How about Heart Matcher?'
Hollie nodded enthusiastically, while Justin and Misa looked confused at the sudden silence and Ethan nodded in approval. [Much more mature than enthusiastically]
Justin coughed. "Ummm, well, your Love Radar sure is, ummm, first-class!" he managed a weak whistle. "Seeing how it picked up my… uhhh… crussshhhhhhhhhh…" he trailed off and by the end of the statement, he was mumbling but then he laughed, and was curious on how Evie and Misa would respond.
Evie laughed giddily. "Misa, you interested?"
"I-I I don't know… I have to… think… about it…"
"She's interested." Evie said for her and Misa's face flamed.
Hollie and Ethan applauded, and Hollie threw her fist up in the air. "Yes! Heart Matcher! We are ON AIR!"
Evie grinned then jumped off the tree and landed agilely on her feet. Justin frowned despite the rejoicing. He could've sworn that Evie hovered in the air for just a second, before landing on the ground. But flying was impossible. [Thalia does not yet know she can fly and Jason is still living a lie… Serves him right, I hate Jason.]
^*~Capture the Flag… Dun Dun Dun…~^*
"So since this time the Ares's cabin is paired with the Athena cabin, Hope, you can sit out. But take a weapon just in case anyone sneaks past us. Do not kill then, but wounding is fine. Just not fatal ones." Jesse Ramada had gone from her cheery self to her commander self in all of a second. Hayden and Annabeth were to one side, talking and gesticulating in every direction. As Hope watched, Hayden nodded and stepped away from Annabeth and she walked the distance to Hope.
"I heard you were sitting out." Not a question, but a statement.
"Yeah, I'm not very good with Capture the Flag. Seriously, if you wanna be able to play, don't ask."
Annabeth raised an eyebrow. "Or what?"
"Or you'll be laughing your ass off and rolling on the ground clutching your stomach."
"Seriously?" Annabeth asked skeptically. "Such a big fail?"
Hope hand-palmed her face. "You do not know the meaning of 'fail' until you have seen me play that horrible suicide game."
"Okay, well I was thinking since you just came over to this camp, you probably do not know how to use a weapon."
"And?"
"You'll need a bodyguard and somebody to at least help you hold a sword without lobbing off your friends' limbs."
Hope frowned. "Umm, Annabeth, I appreciate the concern but there's no need for you to quit the game and help keep me company, I'm fine on my own."
Annabeth winked. "It's not just you not participating, Derek's not either. I wanted to show you a place…" Annabeth leaned in and whispered in Hope's ear, "A place to hide the flag."
Derek and Hope trudged after Annabeth, heading deeper into the forest. Derek looked indifferent on whether he got to play in the game or not; but Hope knew he liked to do anything athletic. If you ever wanted to see a typical athlete, Derek is your man, she thought. After a good 5 minutes of walking, Annabeth finally stopped. "This is the perfect place to hide the flag."
The three of them were standing by a stream, with the thick lush forest surrounding them on all three sides. The side without trees was the trail they had took. "Where are we going to hide it?" asked Derek. "I don't see anything we could hide it in."
Annabeth laughed. "Come here, Derek. Do you see this?" she pointed to the ground.
Derek walked over and squatted down to inspect Annabeth's hiding place. It was a pretty big hole, and when Derek crumpled up the flag, it fit inside perfectly.
"You have to leave a bit out for other people to see, right?" Hope spoke up and also headed over to stand by the hole. "I mean, that is what Jesse told us."
Annabeth grinned at her. "I just love Jesse, don't you? Especially her personality. It's hilarious."
"I guess so – "began Derek before a bugle interrupted him. "Is that the start of the game?" he asked instead.
Annabeth nodded.
There were a few minutes of silence, and Hope spoke up. "This is a cool place, Annabeth. How did you discover it?"
"This was the place Percy was claimed, and we found out he was the son of Poseidon, one of the Big Three."
"Big Three?" Derek asked actually intrigued. [Believe me, DOES NOT HAPPEN. He just thought it was a video game thing… Dunno what…]
"Yeah, Zeus, Poseidon, and Hades. You know, the brothers?"
"Oh, man, I thought you were talking about something relating to a video ga – " There was a low growl, and a rustle of bushes interrupting him.
"Umm, Annabeth, what was that?" Hope asked nervously.
"Nothing… I think so, at least. If it was a monster, we're screwed."
"Why?"
"Correction: if it was a big monster, we're screwed."
Hope blinked.
"I brought one of my smaller daggers, not the one Luke gave me, so I could show you some fighting moves. The dagger I have right now will not kill anything bigger than a snake."
Hope fainted.
Derek blinked and the beast in the bushes decided to leap out and sink its claws into Derek's chest. "What the fuck?" he yelled and started shoving the – it looked like a dog – beast and trying to get it off his chest.
The beast drew blood, and Annabeth ran forward with her dagger flashing in her hand. She kicked the dog off of Derek's chest and stabbed it. The dagger did not go in far, but enough to draw blood. The dog rolled next to Hope, dripping its blood on her and successfully waking her up. Hope jumped up and screamed, quivering and slapping the blood as if it was a pesky fly.
Annabeth stabbed the dog again, and there was another quivering of bushes. "Awww, shit. If another one comes here, we are really screwed!" she yelled to Derek.
Fortunately, or rather, unfortunately, however way you want to look at it, Evie was the one that stepped through. And stopped.
"What are you waiting for, kill the dog!" yelled Annabeth.
Evie shrugged. "It's a dog. You should be able to take care of it." As she said this, her eyes roamed the site and when it landed on the corner of the flag protrutding from the hole, she grinned. Walking over to the hole, completely ignoring Annabeth and her struggle, she ripped the flag out and started to walk off. Annabeth dived in front of her, tripping Evie and she fell on her right wrist. A crack could be heard. "Damn it, bitch! What the hell was that for? You just broke my fucking wrist!" she yelled angrily. With that, she sprinted out of the clearing, hopped the stream, and continued running.
The dog paused, a paw on Annabeth's chest, and sniffed the air. Then it jumped off of her and followed Evie as she crossed the boundary to her own side. A cheer went up, then a sudden silence.
Annabeth, Derek, and Hope hurried forward to see what it was. Evie was standing in the middle of her side, when Jackson shouted to her. "Evie! Watch your back!"
Evie turned around, and the ferocious dog that even Annabeth had struggled with leaped onto her and – And started to lick her. Evie was as shocked as everyone else was, and she froze, stiff as cardboard.
"What the hell?" whispered Annabeth as she walked forward to where Evie lay immobile. "Evie? Do you care to explain how, this, this hellhound decides to try to kill Derek and me, but is here docilely curled up on your chest, licking your face?"
"Maybe because it likes my chest more than it likes yours? And Derek doesn't have a chest, so that may be it, too."
"That's not the point! That thing is a hellhound. It doesn't care about that kind of stuff. Those things exist because of its masters. They kill for their masters."
Evie sighed, sitting up and the hellhound sat on her feet. "It's a dog, Annabeth. A dog."
Annabeth frowned. "It tried to kill us."
Evie also frowned, but with different reasons. "A cute dog. Can we keep her?"
"How do you know that is a her?" Chiron had walked to the girls.
Evie shook her head. "I don't know. But it's not a boy, that's for sure. I just have this feeling, you know, that it is a girl." Evie's eyes brightened. "Maybe I'm phycic."
Chiron thought for a moment. "It could be a sign…"
Annabeth gasped. "We're not keeping it, are we?"
"Angel, her name is Angel," Evie snapped.
"It's a hellhound." Annabeth gaped at her.
"I know," said Evie dismally. "That's the irony of it."
So… Anyone decided who's perspective I should write from? C'mon, somebody please REVIEW! Or Angel the hellhound will kick your ass with her tiny paws… Cute but deadly…
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