"Ouch... God, what happened?"
I groaned, fluttering my eyes open. At first I couldn't see anything, just hazy and shapeless blurs of flashes and colors. I snapped my eyes back shut and just concentrated on breathing. In. Out. In. Out.
Everything around me was oddly peaceful, I could hear birds twittering and the sound of leaves rustling in the breeze. With my eyes currently sightless and unusable, I couldn't tell where I was or what was even around me.
I did know that I was laying on my back,though, the scratchy feel of grass tickling my arms and legs. I also knew that my body felt absolutely horrible, like my whole body was lit on fire, left to burn until I was nothing but ashes. My head was pounding and throbbing, my lungs ached with each breath I took. Yeah, not a pleasant thing to wake up to.
I sighed, immediately regretting it as my throat burned in protest. God, what did I do? Inhale a boatload of smoke? I then tried concentrating on what happened before. I got nothing, I was answered with absolutely nothing. I couldn't remember anything, not even what I ate last or my name.
"This isn't good... Not good at all." I mumbled, my mind in a frenzy as it started pounding again, as if it didn't even want me to remember in the first place. Ouch, forgot about my throat... Well, at least only my throat and head hurt, everything else was slowly fading away.
After the experience of knowing nothing, I decided to just relax and focus on my breathing again, it calms me down, oddly enough. In. Out. In. Out. In. Out.
"Oh, my Gods! There's a girl over here!"
Just my luck. Right when I start to calm down, a girl screams. I'm already starting to learn that I'm not a lucky person. At all.
After snapping my eyes open, I shakily pushed myself up and clumsily got to my feet. I still couldn't see. Still only blurs and shapeless forms, randoms colors that were splashed across my vision like paint or a mismatched rainbow. Oddly enough, it was kind of pretty. But it still succeeded in freaking me out.
"W-who are you? Show yourself!" I exclaimed, originally intending for confidence or no fear in my voice, but my voice trembled and stuttered. I just noticed that my voice sounded raspy and slightly broken, like I haven't talked in years.
I was greeted with the sound of quickly approaching footsteps-making me take a couple steps back- and several shocked gasps. If I concentrated, I could see three forms, all in the shape of a human. I could only see that. I heard the crunch of someone stepping on a dry leaf. Someone stepped forward, he was the color blue. Well, that's how I saw him.
"Don't be scared, or at least don't freak out. We just want to ask you some questions..."
The voice was male, definitely male. It had a deeper tone and more masculine. He sounded sincere, but it just made me suspicious. I mean, really. When someone says 'We just want to ask you some questions', they usually don't just want questions answered.
I shook my head and replied, "Well, what if I don't want to answer?" It seems I have some courage in me, after all.
I was answered with silence. No one answered me, but I could hear their whispers, or parts of them. They were talking to each other, probably planning what to do next.
"Is she... Won't come... Here... Take her..."
The 'Take her' part quickly caught my attention. Take me? What, were they kidnappers? No, they're too young. At least, I think so. Their voices sounded young, maybe about my age? This not being able to see thing was getting annoying. Very fast.
So, I did the most logical thing that I thought of. I ran the heck out of there. Yeah, I just turned around, tried to look innocent, and then ran away in the opposite direction. In retrospect, it was a bad plan, me being kind of blind and all. But I could see the outline of the trees, a very faint, almost invisible outline, but there, nonetheless. Everything else was a kaleidoscope of colors, constantly shifting and changing.
I could hear the frantic, and quickly gaining, footsteps of the people behind me. See what I mean? They just didn't want some questions answered. This was just like last time...
That last thought made me hesitate for a second. Last time? What was last time? The feeling that something important entered my mind, but I couldn't place it. It was as if the thing I wanted to remember was on the tip of my tongue.
I shook my head and went back to the task on hand. Weaving, dodging, slipping between close grouped trees occupied my mind. My heart was pounding the whole time, a fast beat drum as I panted with the effort of running. It felt like I hadn't run in days. And, slowly but surely, I was getting used to the blindness thing. It felt, oddly enough, natural...
I could still hear the footsteps behind, still picking up in speed as their shouts became more and more clearer until I could make out what they were saying to each other.
"Don't let her get away!"
"We have to take her to Camp Half-Blood, that's the only option!"
Camp Half-Blood? What's that, a summer camp for weirdos? I was just about to look behind me to see how close they were, when I ran into a tree. A freaking, stupid tree. Remember what I said about luck? Yeah, I don't have it.
As I crumpled to the ground in a mass of pain, I finally heard their footsteps come closer and closer until they I could hear their labored breathing, breathing that matched my own right now. There was a sharp pain on my forehead, the place where I hit the tree. I could feel something trickling down it, and when I shakily brought my hand to it, it felt warm.
"Dang, you're bleeding. We have to get you to Camp Half-Blood. Chiron will take care of you."
It was the male again. He seriously sounded worried. But, why? I'm not important to them. They'll probably just kill me and go to McDonalds to get a cheeseburger.
"W-who are you? Why are you chasing me, can't you just leave me alone?" I whimpered, clutching my aching head in my hands. I was on my knees, the slightly wet grass seeping into my clothes.
"We can't do that. Well, I can't do that. These two over here would probably just love to get out of here."
I could practically hear the smile on his face, amusement was laced in his tone.
"Oh, please! We wouldn't do that to another demigod." someone said.
It was a girl, her voice was high pitched and feminine.
"Yeah, so don't worry. Lucky you didn't catch us on a bad day, though."
Another girl, her voice sounded almost exactly the same as the other girl.
"What's a demigod? I don't understand." I whispered in confusion, my head was starting to feel lightheaded.
"You don't know that you're a demigod? Impossible, you have to be at least fifteen!"
It was the male, his voice sounded shocked.
"I-I... I don't remember anything. I don't know my name, my age. I don't know who I am..." I murmured, tears starting to form in my eyes at the realization.
Before, everything felt like a dream. A fake, a mirage. Like I would wake up and I'd be in a house with my family, with memories and everything. But now, I know this isn't a dream. I'm in a nightmare, and I'm not going to wake up.
This where I promptly passed out. It may be because I ran into tree, but it was also quite possible that I was just too shocked, scared, and in denial.
Two hours later:
I woke up to the sound of people talking, and my head hurting and pounding. I whimpered. Immediately everyone stopped talking, silence filled whatever room or place I was in.
Groaning, I opened my eyes. Just like before, everything was blurs and colors, though they seemed a little bit clearer.
"So...Anyone want to tell me where I am?" I asked monotonously, still probably staring at the ceiling, or whatever was above me.
I could tell I was laying on some sort of cot or bed, it was comfy and nice. I heard the sound of someone clearing their throat and the squeak of wheels.
"You are in the infirmary, young lady. You were passed out for about two hours, we feared you had a concussion. You have third-degree burn marks on your skin, and you may be temporarily blind."
It was male, his voice was deep and gravelly. It sounded slightly old, though, and I could tell he was wise. He was giving off that aura.
I continued staring at the ceiling, feeling absolutely empty and depressed inside. Nice. I'm temporarily blind and I have burn marks on me, for some odd reason. I feel like punching someone or screaming. Seriously, though. Wouldn't you?
"Cool. Where is the infirmary that I am in?" I simply replied.
There was silence for a moment, but then he answered hesitantly, "Camp Half-Blood. The training grounds for demigods, like yourself."
There they go again with the demigod thing.
"What is a demigod? Everybody keeps talking about them and that I'm one, but I have no idea what it actually is." I said, now annoyed.
He hesitated again.
"A demigod is a person that is half Greek God, half human. Your mother or father was one of the Olympians, or a minor God. You have godly blood flowing inside you, young lady."
I stiffened and felt something inside me snap. I felt tears leak out of my eyes as I shifted onto my side, turned away from the guy and whoever was with him. Everything I once knew was a lie. Either that, or the guy was crazy. But his voice sounded completely serious, that alone made me want to start screaming.
"I...want to be left alone." I whispered, my voice practically having no emotion in it.
The guy sighed sadly, and responded, "As you wish. I'll give you time to think about this. There is a glass of medicine on the counter, drink that and you'll feel better."
I didn't respond, just stared blankly at something as I clenched my fists, trying not to break out into a sob fest.
With another squeak of wheels and the sound of footsteps, everyone was gone.
A/N: Yeah, I know the main character sounds emo and depressed right now. But wouldn't you? No memory, you find out your entire life is a lie, you're temporarily blind, and you have third-degree burn marks all over. That alone would make me crazy. O.o Don't worry, though. She'll snap out of it. :)
Next chapter is when the really exciting stuff will happen. Or, at least, more exciting than this chapter. Yeah, the guy and Chiron are wrong... Just so you know. xD
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