Amelia

They'd trekked for a couple of hours when they arrived at a bus terminal.

"We need to catch a bus to Manhattan. We should get there by tomorrow then." Percy advised whilst scanning the timetable for the next available bus. He pointed at a place then said, "Half an hour is the next available bus. Want to get on it?"

Amelia hadn't really wanted to go to this camp of there's at all, it meant that her brother was still out there. She couldn't save him whilst cooped up in a summer camp, but yet she still found herself being led to the mystery place where she'd be safe. How? She hadn't thought that far yet, if these un-killable monsters were after her they'd surely come after her at the camp too right?

"We should," Nico replied, drawing her out of her thoughts. Percy nodded then rummaged through his bag, bringing out a bundle of notes. There must have been about five hundred pounds there! Amelia gasped and eyed Percy curiously.

"In case of emergencies." He offered as an explanation. She decided not to question it and instead looked around at the boarding buses; they were going to Atlanta, LA, Kentucky and then there were the local ones going on half an hour routes.

"We should go sit over there," Nico announced whilst pointing to the corner where a few tacky tables and chairs had been set up. Percy nodded and they all made there way over, sitting on rickety seats near the entrance. Nico brought out some cereal bars and gave each of them one which Amelia was really grateful for. She couldn't remember when the last time she ate was. She also didn't remember the last time she'd relieved herself and had a sudden urge to go.

"I'll be back in a minute," she said to Percy and Nico.

"Where are you going?" Nico rushed before she rushed off.

"I need to go…just go," she said, hoping he'd get the message. She got embarrassed so easily it was almost unbelievable. She saw that Nico was about to pursue it further but thankfully Percy got the message.

"Okay, five minutes." He said, Amelia nodded and hurried off. As soon as she entered the stench of toilets hit her straight in the face. The walls were decorated with fading wallpaper which had once depicted bright flowers. The yellow vinyl floor did nothing to brighten her mood as she did her business then started to wash her hand. She went to get soap out of the dispenser but there was none. She sighed to herself then turned off the tap. As she moved her hands underneath the hand-dryer she caught a movement in the mirror on the wall. She looked at it but there was nothing there. She shook her head and laughed quietly, she just imagined it, everything from the last few days catching up with her.

Her hands were dry now and as she turned around to the door, she caught a movement again out of the corner of her eye. She turned quickly and saw an old lady. She must have developed a phobia of old women as her heart picked up. Her breathing became shallower and her stance changed. The old woman smiled at her and she fled from the bathroom panicked.

"Oh my god," she murmured when she realised the old woman hadn't come out after her. She smiled and walked back over to Percy and Nico just as their coach was starting to board.

Kaleb

Photos. Millions of them. All around him on the walls of his cave. He'd call himself a caveman and these were his art pieces but this was all he had left. Kronos had taken everything else from him and if he didn't have his camera then he would have given up ages ago. He looked at his new additions. Some were of Amelia, whilst some were of the park where he had found her. He'd recognised her almost immediately, who forgets a face like that?

He still couldn't believe what he's done though. The girl he adored and he'd betrayed her under Kronos's instructions. He should die for it but he wasn't like that. He'll keep fighting until he wins. Although he hasn't gotten far, he hasn't given up. He was determined that he would someday be free, even if he had to die to get it. But then again the fields of Asphodel or the thought of eternal punishment didn't sound too promising either.

He stuck up a new photo which he had recently taken and stood back to look at the montage he had made. All the colours from the individual photos flowed into each other and made half of a scene he had imprinted in his mind. A happy moment. It was the moment Amelia had kissed him, the last time he was truly happy before life had crumbled around him. People may call him insane and obsessed if they saw this but he wasn't. He simply held onto the hope of freedom from Kronos.

He sighed and lay down on the sacks that he called a bed. It was actually comfortable and as soon as he rested his head onto the makeshift pillow, he fell into a deep, restless sleep.

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