Okay, I'll experiment on this chapter. I'm gonna do a 3rd person point of view on Kiara and Kara. This may also hold Kiara's backstory so bare with me people. Okay?
Disclaimer: I don't own PJO!
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3rd Person POV:
Kara never knew she was going to be in this kind of mess. She lived a normal life before she got tangled in this whole quest mess. Normal, as in normal to a demigod life. She lived with her mother in Brooklyn every school year and went to camp every summer. Normal right? No. Because every second of her existence, she has too keep her guard up for monsters. Hard life for a teenager, but she got used to it.
And now, she couldn't believe her luck had made the ultimate twist in her life. Like many, Kara never expected to be in this predicament. She never dreamed of having her friend lost in the land of the dead. Nor did she expect to see the Lord of the dead to be in a big angry state.
"You give her too me. NOW." He ordered. Hades had his battle armor on and his helm on top of his royal head. He had this weird aura around him and a dark spark in his eyes, but the most threatening thing he wore was his cape. It was dark crimson, the color of blood. Kara had always been driven away by it. She resented seeing it's dark color and sickening smell.
"We don't have her father! She left!" Nico urged. But Kara could see it was of no use. Hades' smirk grew, like he had won the battle between his child and himself.
"Child, I don't want anymore disputes. That girl has engaged herself in a combat with the god of the dead. And from now on, treat her as good as dead." He growled, like the word girl was the absolutely gruesome thing he had ever said. He glared one more time to the group, meeting everyone's eyes and smiled. A horrible smile that made chills run down her back. The phrase 'walking on your grave' passed trough her head. And with a mass of black dust, he was gone.
Silence then followed. Everyone in their own separate thoughts. But one thought was common to all. They have to find Kiara fast.
"Er, that went pretty well compared to the last time." Aaron said after a few minutes of silence. "Atleast he didn't bother with the whole dead-soldiers-will-follow-you-around approach." He laughed weakly.
"Yeah." Kara said and with all the happiness she could master, she forced a smile on her face.
But that didn't even lifted their spirits.
"Why didn't he force us to give her in Nico?" Gavin asked.
"Because he knows we will look for her. And when we finally do, he'll grab her out of our hands." He mumbled. Kara didn't know much but Nico's voice hinted something. Regret? Pain? She didn't know. His voice was thick, like he was somehow in a trance.
"Then, we better find her quick." Gavin murmured but even Aaron, the farthest among the group, could hear him. But no one moved.
The fighting carried on and falling debris fell to the ground. One huge rock fell next to her but she didn't even flinch.
"We have to go." Gavin ordered forcefully. But still no sign of movement other than the little lifts of their chest to signify that they were still breathing.
Several feet away, the war faded. Gunshots seemed to loose their bangs and swords lost their clash. But one sound rose above all. The deep growling of a monster.
Only with the growl did they found their legs and their will power. Nico grabbed Gavin by the shoulders and Aaron grabbed Kara by the arm. They moved swiftly and out of the clearing.
"What was that?" She asked when they were safely in the cover of the trees.
"I've got a hunch." He merely said and kept on going further. Up ahead, Nico and Gavin was having their own conversation in hushed tones. Kara moved closer to Aaron and he just dropped his arm around her shoulders. A nice warm feeling of comfort spread in her chest. She sighed heavily and looked up ahead.
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KIARA'S POV:
I walked inside and caught my breath. It was as amazing as the outside. Black obstain walls, towered above us and glass was broken to make portraits upon portraits on the window.
"You live here?" I asked in awe. The girl merely smiled and walked off, leaving me.
"Hey!" I said and chased her. 'Funny, she's acting strangely.' I thought. Nearing a corner, I tripped on something. 'Great. Second time this day!' I made a mental note to watch where I was going.
I looked down and saw that something huge tripped me. A big urn. I rose on all fours and went to pick it up, but as my hand touched it's cold clay mold, a chill ran down my spine and a memory rose into my thoughts. The deepest memory I tried to hide.
Rain poured down to the earth and made sounds on the roof of the house. It was storming outside but I still liked it. It relaxed me.
I looked around, waiting for Xavier to come down from the stairs and cook us something for dinner. Izzy was coming over and he promised us a meal before he left for his part time job as a security guard at a local museum.
Xavier was, and still is, my step brother. Mom got pregnant with him while she was 20 and the guy just walked away. Stupid guy right?
Well, mom took it too hard. She usually blames us both for our father's disappearances. She thought that if we haven't came they'd still be with her, wanting her and loving her like back then.
Stupid mother right?
So that's how we promised too look for each other. Not depending on others but ourselves.
"Xavier? Where are you going? I thought you'd cook dinner?" I asked him as he slung his bag over his shoulder. He looked dashing as usual, but I never admit it. It was one of those brother-sister kind of things that we didn't need to share. I treated him more than a brother actually. Even a dad, sure why not. He treated me the same also.
Izzy walked in from the door. Her shiny black hair was dripping wet and her blue eyes sparkled like she was having the time of her life. Mud was on her favorite boots but a grin was pasted on her face.
"Wait till you guys feel the cold rain!" she squealed, delighted with the storm. "It is absolutely the best! Well, except from your cooking Xavier." She giggled. Xavier did have the most awesome dishes.
Xavier smiled, but it didn't reach his ears. It looked like something bothered him.
"You okay big bro?" I asked and placed a cold hand on his. He flinched with the contact but relaxed the same second.
"Yeah." He murmured and made a smile. Even if I was 5, it looked absolutely forced to me. I frowned at him but he shook his head.
"Listen, guys, I know I promised a meal but-" he said and looked around, as if making up an excuse. 'That's weird. He's acting so strangely today.' I thought. "-I'm going to be late." He said and said goodbye with a kiss on my cheek and a one arm hug for both me and Izzy. Izzy felt as uncomfortable as I am as we watched Xavier disappear into the heavy rain.
"Odd, he never turned down a meal request." She murmured. I nodded. He was a major show off but indeed, he was good.
"Remind me to ask him later." I said. We looked at each other and shrugged it off. But a feeling at the pit of my stomach that something bad was too happen.
Several hours passed and we were able to cook our own dinner. It took a while, making the kitchen all messed up and getting ourselves rained on with flour, and we finally made our dinner.
2 sunny side up eggs and a hotdog. The hotdog was just a leftover from last night, but we were able to heat it up, roasting it on the open flame. Where we got the flame, I already forgot.
"This sucks Kiara." Izzy commented but smiled, making me sure that she really had fun.
"Yeah. Remind me again why Xavier didn't cook? Cause, he really need an explanation why he left us to ourselves. " I asked innocently to her. She laughed and patted my back.
"Don't worry, I'll make sure we make the perfect revenge-" but she was cut off mid sentence.
A large blast erupted from the living room and we went to check, but the scene horrified us more. On the ground was Xavier, on all fours and coughing blood. While towering over him was a monster. 6 feet tall and wearing only boxer shorts, which was really amusing except this guy looked too buff. He looked part man and part bull. It has a body of a man but features like a cow. I only know what it was when I was brought to camp. A Minotaur.
Izzy besides me shrunk behind me but I heard her catch her breath. Like she was almost gonna laugh until something cut her off. I tensed and lifted my hands in front of me, as if trying to make us invisible.
The monster grunted and looked at Xavier.
"They're there! I swear! Just leave me alone!" he yelled as the monster lifted it's, axe? 'Who brings that anymore?' I thought.
The monster turned around. It looked at us and a smile crept to its face. From that moment, I knew we were dead.
Several things happen at once. The monster charged, head first to us. Then I found myself on the ground and next to me was Izzy. She was breathing fast and from the look of things, she might have tackled us out of the monster's path. From the point where we were standing just seconds ago, the monster was there, making a hole in the wall. The minotaur grunts in pain and shook the gravel on it's head.
'Make it loose some brain cells and leave us alone!' I prayed silently and stood up, taking Izzy with me. Clearly, the minotaur wasn't done with us. Nor was it happy we were still alive. It growled at us and charged again.
We did what everybody would do. We dodged it. I was panicking but Izzy was shaking fiercely behind me.
"We need to get out of here!" I yelled at her. For a moment, I thought about Xavier, but then I realized we were in bigger trouble than him. we dodged every attack and hid in every available spot. But the monster kept on coming.
Soon, we were tired from playing cat and mouse with him. We were in the bathroom, cramming inside the tub. The door, which was locked, shook once, then stopped. We held our breath and sighed, hoping the monster decided we weren't inside. But then, a crashing sound could be heard outside.
"Xav-!" Izzy screamed but I covered her mouth.
"Shh! He might hear us!" I scolded in hush tones. But then, the door fell to the ground and emerging triumphantly was the monster.
I froze and Izzy jumped. This was it. This was the end.
But a tugging in my gut says no. it was too early for us to die. I closed my eyes, wishing a miracle would happen and this would end differently. More crashing sounds could be heard and then nothing. Nothing but our labored breaths and our thumping hearts.
I sneak a peek. Nothing big towering us, that's for sure. I opened my eyes full and saw nothing but a yellow pile of dust. Surrounding it was pools of water. Confused, I turned around and saw the metal pipes of the shower were busted. I looked at Izzy and found that she has fainted.
Nothing seemed wrong. But then, Xavier walked in. He looked confused as me and looked at us.
"Xavier! You did it! you saved us!" I jumped out of the tub and into his arms. He seemed like he saw something wrong with it.
"Are you alright?" I asked.
"Nothing." He said and smiled, but I can see it was still forced. He hugged me back, before I could ask again. I cuddled my nose on his neck, and then, everything seemed right again. But little did I know, he doesn't feel it too.
Before the pain, there was a swift movement. I flinched as something cold brushed my back and then, it embedded itself on me. I screamed in agony.
"Shh.. it's alright. I'm with you." Xavier cooed. And then I realized, the knife was from behind meaning he stabbed me. I didn't know what was more painful. The wound or the fact that your own brother stabbed you.
"Why?" I asked and felt my eyes drop. Before I heard the answer, I fell into sleep. Thankfully, it was more peaceful than reality.
My eyes shot open.
"What the-?" I asked but something kept me down. It was a chain.
"Good. Your awake." A man said in the shadows. He wore a hood over his face but his voice seemed familiar.
"Who are you? Let me go!" I yelled and thrashed with my chain.
"Oh, don't you know your manners Kiara?" I froze and looked at him. It can't be. He was supposed to be dead. The man emerged and took off his hood. My guess was correct.
He was tall and muscular, like one of the football jocks you see. His black hair was shaggy and his brown eyes glimmered with pure satisfaction. My eyes widened.
"Your supposed to be gone!" I yelled to his face, hoping I was just seeing things.
"Aw, don't be like that kiddo. Don't you remember your own brother?" he said with a mock voice of the past. It brought back pain and my eyes water but I held them back.
"No. He died when he betrayed us. He's dead!" I scream and thrashed.
"Aw, sweet. Old times Kiara. Old times." He said and walked towards me, and leans in. I froze, paralyzed by his sudden closeness. "And don't fret. It will be like it again." He whispered in my ear and the tears fall down. I didn't care.
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Okay, a long one atlast! This makes up my lateness right? I'm gonna be brief.
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