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Kayden

Things weren't going too well for me. First, not so long time ago, I had personally almost died. Then, there had been a fight - wherein I hadn't been much help for anyone, since I had still been passed out during it. I had woken up just to see the infirmary full of wounded campers, Jessica among them. She had... well, been as suicidal as usual. Saved the whole camp and everything and almost killed herself in the process. She was still unconscious even it has been already days since the battle. I guess what she'd done - the explosion of light - had taken a lot power from her.

"Kayden", a soft voice called from behind.

"Yeah."

Cara sat down on the infirmary chair next to me. She took my hand. "You should get some rest."

I raised my look at her. I knew she was worried about me. I had sat next to Jessica's infirmary bed for two days without a break, waiting for her to wake up. I was tired, but I doubted I could sleep even if I tried to. My mind was simply too messed up.

"Please. Will is concerned, too. You really should rest." There was a begging look in her eyes that I hadn't seen before.

It hurt me to see her worried, and I knew she didn't need any other reasons - like me - to worry about after what she'd been through. I still couldn't understand, how she'd been able to carry the burden of her sister so long - and even alone. The whole thing felt so... well, wrong. I wanted to help her, but so far I hadn't managed to do anything else but to cause her more concern. I squeezed her hand. "Okay."

I stood up and reeled back. Cara caught my wrist, then wrapped her arm around me.

"Sorry", I breathed, grimacing.

"Can you walk?"

"Yeah, I'm sorry-..."

"It's fine, you stupid!" She interrupted with a laugh, then started to walk me to my cabin.

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We were sitting on my bed in the Apollo cabin. The cabin itself looked just the same as always: dim gold glowing walls, beds on each side of the house, with the camper's stuff spread all over the room. The difference was that there was no one inside except for us. Everyone else was off the cabin - taking care of the wounded in the infirmary, practicing their fighting skills outside, doing something useful. Unlike me.

Cara cast me a careful look, like knowing what I was thinking. "I... I know that feeling, Kayden."

I raised my look from my feet, facing her. I was pretty sure what she meant, but I didn't press her on to tell more that she was ready to.

"I think that I should go." She grimaced, suddenly looking unsettled. "I've got some things I need to deal with." She gave me a quick kiss on the cheek, then let go of my hand. "Try to get some sleep." Then she moved off the cabin.

I bit my lip, staring at the cabin's front door which Cara had just stepped out from. I felt miserable. I wanted to help my girlfriend. I wanted to help my sister. I wanted to help my family back in Canada. But it seemed I couldn't help anyone. I had abandoned my family to come to the camp. And what had I done in the camp? Had I done anything useful? I wasn't so sure I had. Gods, I didn't even know how to handle a sword! Never before it had bothered me this much. But now it surely did.

I collapsed on my bed, burying my face into the pillow. I had been sure I wouldn't fall asleep, but the fact was that instantly as I closed my eyes, I did fall asleep.

Hope it wasn't too bad since I wrote it up pretty quickly... (And yeah, I know it pretty short, sorry for that, too!) Anyway, I think I'll make this a pretty long story, or what do you think?

Please, PLEASE review and tell me how bad it was! :D