A/N; Heeeyyyyy guys! It's the one and only Amber!
*dodges knifes (or knives if your grammatically correct or boring)* yeah...I know it's been a long time. XD I've been floating around on Warriors forums for a while... so that's been taking up a lot of my free time. But I promise I'll be more committed to getting this worked on. But if you are on there...I'm Owlclaw963 so track me down (because i have no friends XD that's a lie i have a forum family, and a bunch of other people who are my friend XD)!
I've been working really hard on this though, and it was seven pages on Google docs so I really hope you enjoy this. (though most of it's dialogue) shaddup brain!
Disclaimer; We do not own all the original characters we do own the OCs (hence the name "Own Creation")...but yeah.
ON WITH THE CHAPTER MY MINIONS!
Chapter 8
Amber's POV
"We know who Andrew's dad is, we know who Wally's dad is, and that's about it. Who's daughter do you think I am?" I ask the group, after listing the things we know, as we trudge along the sidewalks, we had to ditch the Volkswagen in Queens.
"I'd guess Poseidon," Andrew guesses.
"Same," agrees Astrid.
"Or Ares, if not Poseidon," Wally adds thoughtfully.
"She's definitely Poseidon because how else would she do her water power thing?" Grace points out.
"True enough," I say deciding that I am Poseidon. "Who's Astrid's godly parent- is the godly parent a girl or a boy?" I inquire turning to Astrid.
"Boy," she answers.
"So who do we think?"
"Apollo," Wally and Andrew say instantaneously.
"Well if that's what the experts say then I'm not gonna question them," Grace responds, shrugging.
"Okay now we have, Amber, Andrew, Wally, Astrid, but we still don't know Grace, any ideas boys?" I question.
"No," Andrew admits, Wally nodding in agreement with Andrew. "Sorry Grace."
"No it's fine," Grace brushing the apology off but not blowing them off.
"It doesn't make sense, your parents should have claimed you 2 years ago," said Wally "Well at least Amber and Astrid, how old are you again Grace?"
Uh oh, I thought, you should not have asked that question, Wally.
"Sixteen," hisses Grace, "older than both of these idiots."
"I'm not an idiot!" I protest vainly, knowing that once Grace is angry then we're going down.
"Oh well um, you know, it's just, well, uh, you're just, you know, a bit, um..." Wally stutters.
"A bit what Wally?" Grace was fuming.
"Well..." Wally pauses thinking about his response. "Short," Wally finally says quietly, beginning to cower behind Andrew.
Grace was on him in an instant, "I swear to you Wally Ridiculous West if you ever say that again, ever, I will kill you!" Wally was nodding his head furiously, it was funny. I off-handedly think, Wally Ridiculous West? That's the kid's middle name...didn't know adjectives could be names. Huh.
"So do we have any half-siblings?" I ask veering away from that topic.
"Amber, you do, you have Griffin, and the Percy Jackson," Wally answers putting emphasis on the Percy Jackson like he was some big hotshot.
"Oh, wasn't he the kid who was a figurative for like stealing Gabe Ugliano's Camaro or something?" I ask.
"Yeah, Percy jumped off the St. Louis Arch, 'stole a Camaro', and a whole bunch of other no good stuff," Andrew says listing things that Percy did. I stopped, stiffening.
"Amber?"
I paid no attention.
"Amber! Seriously, listen."
"Mmm.." I mumbled and continued to attempt to read my book.
"Ambrosia Aqua Ransom!"
I instantly jumped to attention and gave shot him my signature death glare.
If looks could kill, I think I would be in juvie for murder.
"Never. Call. Me. Ambrosia."
My brother gave me a sly grin. "Just look." He pointed out the car window at the St. Louis Arch. Everything looked normal, except for the kid on top.
Just barely in sight, a boy stood on the observation deck in what seemed like a hole burned through the metal. Not exactly normal.
"What the…?" I started, confused. But I didn't know how much more confusing the next thing he did would be.
The boy jumped.
Now that I know what Percy did..I've gotta talk to this guy.
"He's in the same cabin as me right?" I ask, beginning to walk again.
"Yeah but I think that he's at his mom's house right now, taking a break," came the response.
"Okay what about that Griffin kid," I ask a letting a small ray of hope shine through.
"He's okay, I don't really talk to the Big Three kids, for a Hermes kids that's kinda like asking to be struck with lightning, splashed with water, or tackled by skeletons."
"Andrew?"
"Same, though I am one... I mean we eat at the same table because of the lack of Big Three kids, but we don't really talk...there, I'm just the freaky Hades kid."
"Are all Big Three kids like that? Too big and scary to be friends with?" Grace asks.
"Almost all of them, me and Nico-"
"Nico and I," Astrid corrects, instantly.
"Fine, Nico and I are like that, when Thalia's in town I'm left to myself, he kinda ditches me for her, and Jason is just there, not really having time for anything. When he does he hangs out with his girlfriend Piper," he continues.
"Great," I mumble, I know that I'm already kind of intimidating without meaning to, being a Big Three kid would demote me to even less friends. My taller build, and my almost ever present brooding look, isn't all my fault. Right?
"What's that Griffin kid's last name?" I ask.
"I don't know, wasn't it like Random or something?" Andrew says, looking to Wally, somewhat mystified by the question.
"I think it's Ransom if I remember correctly," Wally says absentmindedly picking his nails. I gasp, breaking into a grin.
"How much longer until we get there?" I demand, a new energy pulsing through me.
"About two days by foot," Astrid guesses.
"And by chariot-"
"No," Wally refuses, loudly.
"Well if we wanna get there ASAP then you're gonna either play horse or we're walking across it, which it may or may not collapse," I say in an uncharacteristic sing-song voice. "In other words; do you want to get there now, or never?"
"I mean I guess not, but you weren't exactly in a rush when Astrid was dying," Andrew points out.
"She wasn't dying, she just passed out," Grace says with little sympathy.
"Yeah but she wasn't waking up," Andrew shoots back.
"Guys can we just go please?" says Astrid uncomfortably, clearly not liking being the center of attention.
I start to walk towards the strong smell of the ocean, I come to the edge, inhale and exhale the salty aroma. I breathe in and out, attempting to calming myself down.
"Just raise your hand if you want to get to Camp Half Blood now!" I demand the inhaling and exhaling thing not working.
Everyone but Wally raise their hands.
Wally sighed, "Fine, but I'm only taking one person. Andrew can take the rest."
"Wally you have to take at least two, and Andrew can only take...what three?" I tell him. "Two would probably be best, because I've never done this with more than one person,"
"I'd like Sunny with me because she's the medic, if you don't mind," Andrew says.
"Can I have her? Since I'm bringing more people, that is," Wally says.
"How about we ask her?" I suggest.
"Okay Astrid who do you want to go with Wally or me?" he asks.
"Um, I think I'll go with you, Andrew," she says voice quiet and shy, taking a step towards him, with a blush on her face- wait a blush? I'll talk to her about that.
"Wally, you're taking me" I declare bluntly, not offering any room for debate.
"So let me get this straight, I'm going with Andrew along with Grace, and Wally's running with Amber?" Sunshine asks, suddenly shifting her glance to Wally and Grace, "Wait, Wally how about you bring Grace too?"
I gave her a funny stare, not sure what she was doing.
She gave me a weird look in exchange and winked.
Do you want World War III? Poor kid, I think. She shakes her head and makes a gesture with her hand that tells me she'll tell me later.
We all exchanged more weird glances like 'do we really wanna pair them up?' In my opinion you're asking the U.S. to be blown up, but everyone else seems to be cool with it.
Wally has a look of pure terror on his face… but also a strange look of excitement...? He shrugs, "Sure."
"If any of us get there early, and someone is conscious they need to find someone and tell them to prep medics at the canoeing lake, and Thalia's pine," Andrew says looking at Wally, and Grace who'd probably get there first being, only 2 percent slower than Hermes himself, and all.
"So I'm going to imagine a big sign that in Greek says 'Welcome to Camp Half Blood', the closest body of water to that is the canoeing lake then. It's in the edge of Sound Island, right?"
"Sounds about accurate, imagine a huge pine in the background though. And yeah."
We all look somberly at each other. I walk over to Sunny, and give her a hug, Grace pads over next to us and awkwardly joins the hug.
"Don't do anything stupid," I tell Sunny.
"Right back atcha Amber," she replies, she lets go and turns to Grace.
"Make sure she doesn't kill herself." We all have a laugh, and hug again. I pat Andrew on the back, and shake hands with Wally. Both of which are one of the best things you can get out of me for a boy. The boys do their weird bro hug, and salute each other.
"See you there," Sunny says.
"Ditto," Wally answers.
"Wait, why are we doing this?"I ask. "We're not gonna die."
"True dat, and I have no idea," Andrew responds, and claps Wally on the back one last time.
Wally awkwardly picks Grace up in a bridal position, causing her to blush. What is with my friends blushing for a boy? I distinctly remember Grace telling me she didn't like any boys, but here she is blushing over one. At least she wasn't like Sunny, pairing people up and blushing more than Grace. I wonder who she's gonna set me up with.
I shudder at the thought of me dating anyone. Plus most boys hate me.
I watch as Andrew takes Astrid underneath a tree, turns her around and hugs her? While I walk towards the water, I groan as I realize that I still have to walk there. Unless I can just…nah that would mean that I'd have to ditch them. I couldn't do that (no matter how annoying West is).
I walk into the water and feel the cool murky New York water around my ankles.
"Hurry up!" whines Wally, I inhale deeply, clench and unclench my fists, trying to not pour my wrath out upon the poor kid, I already did that once... Grace probably didn't enjoy that. I concentrate on the waves lapping against my ankles trying to imagine it as a solid -ice. A straight pale white path appeared on the water. I look at Wally and Grace, Grace awkwardly hanging on Wally's back, and tug the rope that ties me to Grace and Wally.
I grab the rope that tied me to Wally cautiously and clung on for dear life as he ran way past the speed limits. Before we hit half of the path I realize that I need to make more path. I concentrate harder trying to imagine more path leading to Long Island Sound, then I tackled the water behind letting it disintegrate.
"Better," I mutter.
"Huh?!" Wally shouts not slowing his pace.
"Nothing!"
"Okay!"
I watch as hazy buildings whizz past. And within a minute I see strawberry fields.
"There it is!" Wally shouts over the wind.
"I only see strawberry fields!" I yell.
"Look closer!" Grace tells me over her shoulder.
I see it now.
A forest of trees and big building.
Suddenly I want to go faster. Faster than Wally. Faster than Hermes. I feel a tug in my stomach pulling me to this Camp Half-Blood.
Soon enough I find that I have made a pathway directly to shore and Wally is sprinting with Grace on his and me dragging
behind. I hear outbursts of whispers before I collapse. As I fade into unconsciousness I manage to whisper, "Griffin?"
When I wake up I see Grace beside me.
"Amber?" she whispers.
"Wharait?" I reply, my lips not wanting to form the words "what". She laughs.
"Guys she's awake!"
I look around trying to find the door. When I finally do Sunny, Wally, and Andrew are filing in.
"Are you happy now Amber?" is Andrew's greeting with a smile.
"Not yet-" I start but don't finish before Sunny tackles me in a hug. "Mmph."
"Hi Ambs," she says smiling.
"'Sup Watergirl," Wally greets.
"Hey Sunny, Wally, Andrew."
"What will make you happy then?" challenges Andrew back to first comment.
"More of me for one thing," I order, laughing at my joke that only the girls would understand.
The group looks at me puzzled.
"Ohhh I get it!" Grace says handing me a Ambrosia square, and laughs.
"And how long was I out?" I ask while shoving it in my mouth. The sweet but citrusy flavor of fresh peaches enters my mouth.
"Two hours... you didn't miss food, don't worry Amber," Grace informs me with a smile, knowing what I was going to ask next.
"Good, now move your butts I wanna get up," I tell them, as they do so. Spots dance in my eyes because I got up too fast making the blood rush to my head. I mutter a curse and grab the closest stable thing and grab it.
"Okay onwards into..."
"Camp Half-Blood," Sunny supplies with her bubbly laugh.
"What she said!" I say, and walk onward. Until I realize I have no idea how the heck to navigate this place, and let myself file behind Wally and Andrew.
When Wally successfully lets us out onto the porch I breathe in the air, that doesn't smell like a hospital and smile.
"Oh look it's more brats we have to take care of," says a man seated at a table playing a game of cards with a man...I look down to reveal horse hooves. I stand puzzled.
"Don't mind Dionysus," the horseman tells us, with a kind smile.
"Who are you sir?" Sunny asks politely, never one to forget her manners.
"I am Chiron," he answers, stepping away from the game. "I win Dionysus."
"Oh dear."
"Oh yeah the trainer of Hercules and stuff!" I say triumphantly.
"Yes that is me," he answers smiling again.
"Are you Dionysus?" Astrid asks.
"Why yes I am. And who might you be?" Dionysus counters.
"Why I am Astrid Lockhart," she replies her back straightening.
"I am Amber Ransom."
"And I am Grace."
"Hmm last name Miss Grace?" Dionysus asks boredly twisting a stray strand of brown hair.
"I don't have one sir." Dionysus' eyes began to glow looking into her golden eyes. "Kemp," she stutters.
"Good, now don't lie to me again Georgia," he says uninterested once again.
"Come," Chiron says. "I suppose you are on the older end of twelve."
"No sir, we're all 15 years of age," Sunny tells him. "Grace is 16."
Chiron stops mid-step in surprise.
"Have you been claimed?" he asks.
"If you mean that I had my parent indirectly help me then yes." I answer for all of us.
"No when your claimed you godly parent puts a floating symbol of power over your head," explains Andrew, confused.
"Oh yeah...no we never had one," Grace says.
"Hmm..." Chiron mumbles. "Do you think you know who your godly parent is?"
"I'm Poseidon," I answer, "she's Apollo, and we have no idea for Grace."
"Well then I guess we'll send you off to your respective cabins," he says.
"Andrew, Wally I need you to give them a tour," Chiron instructs. "I'd like to talk to Grace though." Grace freezes, she looks nervous but stays with Chiron.
"Okay that's the volley ball fields," Andrew starts. As the tour goes on I pay attention less and turn my attention to the kids.
"That's the Poseidon cab-"
"So all of these kids are related to the gods?" I interrupt not listening to Wally and Andrew at all anymore.
"Yep," Wally answers.
"That must be the Poseidon cabin," I guessed.
"I just said that, but yes it is," Andrew says.
"Okay...I'm going to head in if you guys don't mind," I tell them awkwardly. Without waiting for an answer I run the steps, to the door. I take a deep breath.
"Amber come back!" I hear Sunny call distantly to me, I ignore her and shakily reach out to the door. Before I can grasp the doorknob someone else opens it. "Ack!" I yelp while almost getting hit in the face I jump back. The person who opens the door also jumps.
"Ummm...hi," I say forcing myself to look the person who opened the door right in the eye. Because standing at someone's door right when they open it isn't stalkerish, right? Once I step back and get a good look at the person I find that it's a guy and he has brown hair and sea green eyes. Just like Griffin.
"Hey, I'm Griffin Ransom," he replies. "You a newbie?"
"Yes I am," I answer, "I'm Amber Ransom."
I wait for the response tugging at my shirt, and clenching and unclenching my fingers, hoping he remembers me. He stares at my face for a few more seconds I look expectantly waiting for the look of acknowledgement to pass over his face.
"Oh, Ambrosia?" he asks voice cracking, brushing a piece of purple hair out of my face to see my eyes. I nod.
"The one and only, in the flesh, and your voice cracked," I answer in a whisper, eyes brimming with tears and a huge grin pinned to my face. He opens his arms for a hug and I oblige, letting the tears fall, for the first time in years.
"Good to have you back Ambrosia," he tells me, resting his head on mine, his hands wrapping around my waist, and holding me.
"What did I say about that!" I exclaim, breaking the embrace and punching him lightly. "And since when did you get so tall?!"
"Since five years ago," he answers, smirking. Before I can answer I hear Sunny, coming up behind me.
"Who is this?" she asks, eyes narrowed.
"Oh him? An annoying jerk," I say turning to her. I realize how I must look, my eyes tinged red and tears streaked down my face.
"Hey!" Griffin protests. "I can understand annoying, but jerk?"
"Fine, this is my big annoying brother Griffin," I correct. "That better your highness?"
"Yes, yes it is, Queen Ambrosia." I punch him again. I can tell Sunshine is perplexed.
"I'm not even gonna ask Amber," she says, giving up and raising her hands in surrender.
"It's better if you don't. You go on with Wally and Andrew I'm gonna catch up with this idiot," I tell her as I motion to Griffin.
"Okay, are you sure you can trust him?" she asks.
"Of course I do! Now run off and kiss the Hades kid," I answer, as Sunny turns red and opens her mouth to say something. "And yes I noticed that Sunshine, I'm not completely oblivious."
Griffin snorts. "Yeah right."
"No one asked for your opinion Griff," I reprimand, pretending to slap him.
"Oh but you did," he insisted with an evil grin. By that time Sunny left.
"Thanks for scaring off my friend Griffin," I say sarcastically watching her walk off right next to Andrew.
"If they're friends with you they can't be scared off," he says, jumping all three steps landing perfectly on the grass. "You coming?"
"What? Yeah," I oh-so-cleverly answer. "Where to?" I ask as catch up with him.
"Nowhere in particular," he answers. After we walk in silence for a few minutes I find myself seated on a rock in a forest.
"So how's Mom?" Griffin finally asks, breaking the silence, across from me.
I just stare at him taking in every aspect as him. How his posture isn't any better then I was when I last saw him. How much greener his eyes got. How his tanned skin matched mine almost perfectly. How he doesn't flinch or wince under my gaze unlike all the other people who sit through my harsh sea shell purple gaze. How even though he hasn't seen me in ages that there's still love and affection shining in his eyes. But before I know what I'm doing I'm punching, kicking, slashing, and shouting all at the same time.
"Where were you?" I scream. "Where were you when I was all by myself? Where were you when I needed you most? Where were you when people tried to capture me? Where were you when you left?" Kicking his shins as hard as possible, my and shouting at the top of my lungs. "Where were you? Why didn't you write? Did you even try to find me? Did you even think about me? Or mom?" I shout, as I take my sword and graze his face.
I step back, and sit down panting. I look up at my brother.
"Are you okay?" I manage eventually.
"I've been better," he admitted, cradling his jaw where I grazed it.
"Sorry-"
"No, Ambrosia I deserved that…." he trailed off. "I deserved that, I should've written. I should've come back for you...but I didn't." He paused. "And this is what I get, fair is fair," he tells me removing his hand where I took the sword to his face.
"Oh…" I gasp, "I didn't mean to...I didn't mean to…"
"No," Griffin says with a laugh. "I can tell my all my girlfriends about my fierce little sister, and I'll use it to scare away all your boyfriends."
"What boyfriends?" I huff, we share a laugh at that.
"But seriously though, what's up with mom?" Griffin asks, turning the conversation serious.
"Well...she's dating this guy Neal...who's kinda weird he teaches at a summer camp in the summer in New York. I think that he's going to be the one that Mom's gonna end up marrying," I state truthfully, remembering how well they knew each other and how they just adjusted to each other naturally. Griffin just nods, taking the information like a sponge. "So...yeah."
"Okay….well thanks," he finally says a look of longing on his face.
"Now it's my turn for questions," I announce, looking him in the eye, coming to sit on the grass next to him.
A/N; so do you like it? Griffin is based off of my friend in real life. But the kid's younger then me and shorter then me (not for long though I don't think) in real life. XD but yeah. Please review, um...anything else little brain that likes to keep secrets? Oh yeah reviews, favorites, and yada yada yada. I won't kill you all wth that crap since we took so long to update. But yeah reviews make us update fast! ...er. Faster, XD ima go out on a limb and say I think that we'll get you guys an update by December, if not then shoot us a PM...we probably forgot, XD. You can PM me at SmileABunch63965, Sunshine at , and well...I hate to say it but Grace dropped out of our foursome. Making us a threesome. And then the guy Andrew wasn't really being helpful anyhow, and Sunshine isn't the most grammatical and writer (hey I get writers block!) yeah well there's this thing called inspirational music so.. not excused Ms. Lockheart... haha you have the same last name as Gilderoy Lockhart the stupid blundering idiot from Harry Potter, (if you can't tell I love him right?). So yeah... Now it's only the two of us (and only me writing). But according to her she gives me ideas. But I actually write them out. But yeah.
We has a problem. We do not know how many main characters to have. We know we want to have at least five. Amber, Grace, Sunny, Andrew, and Wally, at least ...yeah. I wanna add Griffin but Astrid and I need to think about it. So if you like him tell us so Astrid lets us have him as another main character.
Annnnndd now I'm done. I think. So yeah have a nice day/night/afternoon/morning/dawn/twilight/dusk/duck/hour/min/year/yada yada yada. You know the drill. Don't forget to review and stuffs...
Byyyyee!
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Post Script;
Recommended song this chapter (has nothing to do with chapter but we'll be doing this as a new tradition for the Booklovers); Know Your Enemy by Green Day