Hello, my fellow demigods! Who else has loved Imagine Dragons since WAY before they released their Grammy-award-winning song? Radioactive was named the best Alternative Rock song of the year. My favorite song is by them, and it's called America. That song inspired this chapter. I hope that you guys out there might even start listening to some of their music, because they're really good. They have a lot of soul, especially the lead singer, Dan Reynolds. He's really talented, and I hope to be like him someday.

WHO ELSE IS WEARING THEIR 'I 3 MINECRAFT' SHIRTS?

RESPONSE TO REVIEWS:

PercyJacksonisawesome23: Ummmm… You know that Percy Jackson is a fictional character, right?

peaceloveandmooshrooms: Yeah…I'M RANDOM TOO!

Leafshine: YAYZ TO YOU TOO!

DISCLAIMER:

QuazDren: Leo has driven Hawkfrost insane. Now he'll only say 'shuddap'.

Hawkfrost: SHUDDAP. SHUDDAP. SHUDDAP. SHUDDAP. SHUDDAP.

Leo: Well, I'm not saying it.

QuazDren: Wendigo will say it.

Shadow: I AM CALLED SHADOW NOW.

Hawkfrost: SHUDDAP, SHUDDAP.

Shadow: You frickin shuddap. Random will get you.

Hawkfrost: SHUDDAP, SHUDDAP.

Randomness That Floated Up From Tartarus (aka Random) : I am the figment of imagination that give QuazDren her ideas. I am good, but mostly evil. Beware, Hawkfrost. Even QuazDren has no control over me. I can kill you in an instantaneous moment.

Hawkfrost: …meep… *runs to hide behind Quaz's leg*

QuazDren: It's okay, Hawky. She's a figment of my imagination. I can also kill her. She can't kill me or any characters not created by me.

Hawkfrost: …me…in…chappie…as…human…

Shadow: Do we have to say this again? I think you get the idea of DISCLAIMER. QuazDren doesn't own any of the previously mentioned things in disclaimers, and she doesn't own America by Imagine Dragons.

Chapter 7: Is Hawkfrost Real?

Camp Half-Blood. Raven's POV.

Over the last week, we've just been settling into Camp. Nothing that special. Shadow and Bub were still staying in the Hades Cabin. Right now, I'm in the Hephaestus Cabin forges, drawing out plans for a sword. It was almost midnight, and I was the only one left awake. I decided to save it for tomorrow, and went back to my bunk and fell asleep. Unfortunately, as I have recently found out, sleep does not usually mean rest for demigods.

I raced through the forest, following someone who I couldn't see, but was just out of reach. We, at last, came to a cliff, and the person looked around, trying to find a way to escape. He finally just gave up and sat down, dangling his legs over the side. I went and sat down next to him, but he didn't meet my gaze. He had light brown hair, scruffy and untamed. I looked at his face, and his eyes were an icy blue, full of emotion that no one will ever see. We sat in silence for a while, until he said, "You know, there's a reason I didn't want you to follow me." I shuffled around where I was sitting, and said, "Well, what is it?" He sighed. "Many lives are burdened heavily because of me. All those deaths, all that blood on my hands…" He drifted off in thought, and I said, "I'll be your friend. You know what they say: Once you tell someone about your problems, they're a lot easier to solve." He looked directly at me, and said, "It's not that simple." I faintly smiled, and put my hand on top of his. "Yes, it's that simple. Tell me your name." He turned back to looking up at the gray sky, and said, "My name…it's Hawkfrost." I looked up at his face, and said, "You're the one who tried to kill Firestar." He frowned, and said, "There were many who wanted to kill him. I was only one of the very few who were brave enough to try." I hugged him, and he didn't protest. In fact, I think he started crying. I just sang to him, a song I always associated with Hawkfrost. "Is this just an illusion, made inside my head to get me by? Twenty years in debt, twenty years in the government, twenty years could never get me by. And I feel you close, feel you close like you wanted me to, feel you close like you wanted me to, and believe in you." Hawkfrost looked at me, and I could see the tears in his eyes. His memories flashed through my head: watching his brother drowning, him joining RiverClan, watching his mother leave him… I continued to sing. "Rise to the top of the world, America, America, don't you cry. Lift me up; give me strength to press on."

Suddenly, I find myself waking up, and I wonder: Is Hawkfrost real?

Sorry I couldn't add in more stuff. I spent most of my time watching Warriors spoofs. Review, my phoenixes.

(Which, BTW, on Wednesday, some kid came up to me and said, "Did you know a phoenix was a dragon in the afterlife?" This kid was four-year-old little girl. And she said all this crap about the afterlife. FREAKY.)