Hey everyone! I promised that this chapter would be much better than the last so.. hopefully it is. I hope you enjoy! By the way, this chapter is in BONNIE'S POV!
Being a Coeus camper isn't as glamorous as it may seem. It's years of intense academic training as well as strenuous battle strategy and technique coaching. I was shipped off to camp by my father at age 7. I didn't know what was going on at the time except for the fact that I was "different". Unlike the foul demi-gods, demi-titans are informed of their titan parent as soon as they arrive at camp. So I knew I was the daughter of Coeus. Unfortunately, I came to camp at around the same time as Hunter the vile Kronus member. He was feared amongst the campers and was known to do anything for glory and power. He was also exceptionally larger and stronger than the average demi-titan. Throughout the years I was tormented by Hunter and his gang for being a weakling and since then I have been longing to fight back and prove him wrong. I also arrived at camp at around the same time as Dylan. I had never really paid much attention to him before until his battle against that Hyperion kid. Something about him caught my attention... But, before that he was just another camper to me. I never expected that I would flee camp with him and his best friend just to prove Hunter wrong. But I was wrong...
I had a dream that Dylan, Walter and I were running for our lives as large hellhounds the size of bears pursued us. I was not aware that they would attack people trying to get out of camp, only dangerous things trying to get in. I also dreamt of waves of excruciating pain as I clutched my leg. I don't remember what happened to my leg or how it happened, just that it must of been one of the hellhounds. The further I ran the more drowsy I became. I desperately shouted out Dylan's name one last time before everything went black. I don't know when he disappeared but I began to lose hope. Until I felt the warmth of him around me. I winced as he bandaged my leg tightly but I was grateful he hadn't forgotten me. The wind rushed past my ears as Dylan desperately tugged me along, away from danger. Then I heard a loud thump and woke up with a gasp and one thought... It wasn't a dream.
I groaned as someone gently shook me. Where was I? I felt for my leg and winced as my hand touched the wound where fresh bandages were tightly wrapped. I also felt a sheet, I shivered and grabbed it, pulling it up to my head. Warmth spread through my body and I sighed in pleasure.
"Bonnie?" Came a familiar voice but I decided to ignore it. I was too comfortable to move.
"Bonnie!" The voice came again, a little more urgent this time. I groaned and slowly opened my eyelids to find Dylan staring at me with worry. His tousled brown hair was now all combed and washed and he wore a spotless white t-shirt. I smiled at the sight of him, I knew he wouldn't forget me. To his right there stood another boy with a huge grin spread across his face. He had curly black hair and he wore a grey tracksuit with what looked like grease stains coating it.
"Hi I'm Leo" Said the boy holding out his hand. I just eyed it suspiciously and looked the boy up and down. He seemed friendly enough. I stared at Dylan.
"C'mon Bonnie, they saved us". Said Dylan with a kind smile. I wondered who "they" were when I noticed another boy standing next to Dylan. He was short and chubby. He wore all black and almost disappeared in the shadows. His black hair made his pale complexion stand out. He reminded me of a skeleton, and not a very friendly one. The longer I stared at him, the more my head spun. I felt as if I knew this boy. He didn't offer his hand so I didn't offer mine.
"Ok" Said Leo attempting to break the tension.
"Dinner is in an hour, come upstairs when you're ready". He grinned again "Oh! There are some clean clothes for you if you would like". He added pointing to some shorts and a black t-shirt laid out neatly on the dresser. I nodded slowly, not taking my eyes off the boy in black.
Leo and the other boy left but Dylan stayed behind.
"Are you alright?" Asked Dylan with a concerned look.
"Fine!" I grumbled.
"The sooner we get out of here the better" I added. Dylan raised his eyebrows as if asking me to explain further but I didn't offer him any more information. Dylan nodded and added.
"I'll meet you upstairs, Walter is already there". I smiled weakly as Dylan tip-toed up the stairs and slowly closed the door behind him. Sighing, I grabbed the clothes on the dresser and got changed.
I am ashamed to say that only after getting changed in some fresh new clothes was when the question "where was I?" actually come to mind. Not very demi-titan like, especially for a daughter of coeus. I limped up the stairs to find I was standing on a deck, which must of meant I was on a boat. But it didn't look like we were sailing in the ocean. It looked like we were in the air! My suspicions were confirmed when we passed the tip of a very tall mountain. I ran to edge and my eyes opened wide in shock as I realised we were flying! I began to feel drowsy again and swayed back and forth. My hands curled into fists to stop myself from shaking and a horrible feeling erupted in my chest.
The boy with the grey tracksuit and curly hair stared at me in surprise.
"Hi wha-" He began, but was stopped in mid-sentence when he saw me more closely.
"Are you alright?!" He shouted, rushing to my side, steadying me. I took a deep breath to control the shaking and stepped away from the edge. The boy called Leo eyed me suspiciously.
"Afraid of heights are we?" He questioned. I nodded, blushing a little, not knowing what else to do. Whilst trying to hide the sickening feeling in my stomach, I took a step away from the edge.
"Do you want me to walk you to the hall?" Leo asked. I shook my head.
"I'm fine" I replied and stepped away from him. Leo nodded and walked towards the hall but I stopped for a moment.
A commotion was coming from the room next to the hall. I leaned closer and heard some shouting. I guessed about 6 people were in the room. I only heard snippets of their conversation. A girl and a boy seemed to be fighting about something.
"...They must be, they could see the hellhounds!" Said a male voice.
"Percy, I'm not buying it. They definitely aren't one of us!" Said a female voice in retaliation.
"What proof is there Annabeth?" Said the one called Percy. "Whatever they are" He continued. "We have to let them stay, what other choice do we have? One of them is injured". I knew he was talking about me. Then I heard the legs of chairs scraping and footsteps coming towards the door. My heart began to beat fast. They can't see me I thought. I limped into the hall, making sure no one saw.
As I sat down, I sighed in relief, massaging my leg. I was sitting on a huge table with 10 chairs and on the walls were moving images of rustic looking cabins (many of them), what looked like a dining pavilion, a lake and much more. How strange, I thought to myself. I wondered what those images were of, and how they were moving. Then an alarming though came to mind. They couldn't be half-bloods could they? Just some mortals with new technology, surely! But I had my doubts. I sat next to Dylan and Leo, the other boy with black hair was nowhere in sight and to be honest, I was kind of glad. I raised an eyebrow as if to say "what are we doing here, where is my food?" and Leo just grinned madly in return. However, my questions were answered when a plate of roast chicken and a cup of orange juice appeared in front of my eyes. Leo's grin widened as he dug into his enormous steak smothered in gravy. I stared in shock at the plate of hot food that had just materialized in front of my very eyes. But I didn't say anything when I realised how hungry I was.
Moments later, a tall boy about age 16 with sea green eyes and a girl the same age with long, blonde hair and stormy, grey eyes wandered into the room and sat down at the table.
"Ahh, I'm so hungry!" Whined the boy which made me grin. But I stopped immediately as I realised the girl was glaring at me.
"I see we have some guests" Continued the boy.
"Hi I'm Percy". He said whilst offering his hand. I paused before I grabbed it, my eyes wide. This couldn't be Percy Jackson, the horrendous, evil demi-god? Could he? By then I was beginning to get very suspicious of these people. However, I decided it couldn't possibly be Percy Jackson because if it was, we wouldn't have been on the ship, we would still be fending off the hellhounds, or worse. Percy Jackson was said to be a monster, destroying anything and anyone that wasn't a demi-god. So I grabbed this boy's hand and smiled, grateful that they had helped us, knowing that he couldn't be Percy Jackson. Although, I was still a little suspicious. I turned to Dylan and Walter who also shook Percy's hand, smiling. I then looked at the girl, who didn't offer her hand or even a mere "hello". So I went back to focusing on my plate of mouthwatering food and ignored the glares and the troubling feeling I had about these people.