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Chapter Ten - Liam

They didn't really seem shocked. More surprised than anything. Alyx laughed, a sweet sound, like a melody to the ears. Her short, punk like hair, the earrings and tattoos made her seem like she just got out of prison, but was sweet and kind. Carlos face palmed at her laugh, mumbling something that he couldn't hear.

"We're going to Camp Half-Blood." Alyx said, putting her chin in her hand. He perked up.

"Cool!"

"What did you do in…" Carlos frowned. "Baff…?"

"Banff." Alyx corrected again. He gave a small glare and huffed, crossing his arms.

"Uh…" He thought. "My mom taught me archery as a kid, and I grew into it. I love it. I never went to public school and was homeschooled."

All of it was true. He grew up with a single mother who loved and cared for him, taught him everything he needed to know about the world and taught him how to fight. Then suddenly she told him that he needed to get to San Francisco and go to Camp Half-Blood, and he passed out (no idea what happened there) and woke up in the tree.

Alyx gasped and brought him out of his thoughts. She got up and went to her bag, bringing out a box. She handed it to him and sat down.

"Carlos's dad gave us a third." He raised an eyebrow and opened it. An earring, silver and polished to perfection, sat in the foam. It was a small hoop, but looked cool nonetheless.

"What does it do?" Growing up surrounded by magic was amazing. His mom taught him how to bend the Mist, the magical barrier that prevented mortals from seeing the truth, and well his bow was enchanted. So this thing had to have some sort of magic… Right?

"Put it on your ear." Alyx said. He raised an eyebrow, and for the first time he noticed Carlos had one on. He picked it up and held it up to his ear. It seemed to have a mind of its own, because as soon as it felt the skin, it clamped down and pierced in. He squeaked a bit.

"Now tap it." She said, staring at him. He felt a bit uncomfortable under her eyes. A silver grey, jade green around the pupil. They reminded him of a cat's eye, staring into your soul and trying to uncover your darkest secrets.

But he tapped it. A mask appeared over his face, over his nose and mouth, going to the other ear. He gasped.

"What?" He mumbled. It was completely breathable and then he jumped at the sound of his own voice. As if it wasn't deep enough, it had a deep and mature sound to it, but also extremely menacing.

Carlos blushed and Alyx smirked, biting her nail before tapping her hoop. The same masked appeared on her face, smaller and more feminine, but hot nonetheless.

"Carlos, put yours on." She said and he barely recognized her voice. He shivered at it. He'd never had a girlfriend, or liked anybody for that matter, but something about her was unusually attractive… Her voice or face? He barely knew her, but for some reason, he felt like he should trust her immediately.

"No." Carlos replied. Alyx tapped her ear and frowned as soon as the mask retracted.

"Why?"

"Because I don't feel like- OW!" He jumped out of his seat, holding his thigh. "For god's sake, Alyx! The hell?!" He rubbed it. She grinned and laughed, making Carlos glare. He tapped the earring and it retracted.

"Are you two together?" He asked. They looked at him, their eyebrows raised.

"Um, no." Carlos said. Alyx snickered.

"If I knew my age and if I had a boyfriend," She reached over and tapped his hip. "I'd so tap this." He slapped her hand, turning away and crossing his arms. Liam frowned.

"But you two are so casual with each other."

"Yeah, because she's already like family." Carlos said, wrinkling his nose, a blush coming to his face.

"What?"

"Nothing." Alyx smirked, getting up and going over to him, whispering something in his ear. He gasped and covered his mouth.

"No!" He said. She laughed and patted his shoulder.

"Anyway, we should order something to eat." At the mention of food, his stomach immediately growled. He hadn't eaten since yesterday.

They ordered sandwiches and chips (probably not the fanciest) and then Alyx wanted to see how well he fought, hand to hand anyway.

She took off the holster for a dagger, the strap for the throwing knives and her pen, setting them on the table and then pulling off her boots. She tied her hair up into a short ponytail. He did the same, watching like an idiot while Carlos snickered.

"Ready?" She asked. He nodded. There was a space by the wall where it was big enough to fight, so they stood there, Carlos watching at the table, nibbling on the rest of the chips.

"No hurting each other." He said, his sentence muffled by the chip in his mouth. They nodded and circled each other. Her stance was perfect and he began to wonder if she was really amnesic.

He attacked first, giving a left hook. She ducked and went to give a right hook, but he grabbed her fist, making her face go surprised. He took this chance to do a sweep of her legs, but she jumped as soon as she saw his leg twitch. She landed on his shoulders and made him gasp and trip, landing face forward. She jumped off just before he hit the ground.

"Holy." He heard Carlos say. He lifted his head to see Alyx's hand extended toward him, a smile on her face.

"Nice fight." She said. He pouted and took her hand.

"Even though you totally won…" He muttered. She grinned.

"You're pretty good." She poked his stomach. "I'd say you're as good as me."

"Alyx." Carlos warned. She raised her hands defensively.

"It's a compliment!"

They passed time playing board and card games which Alyx demolished them at.

She set down her cards, her face smug. His jaw dropped and Carlos muttered something that sounded like 'Smartass' but he couldn't be sure. She shuffled the cards and put them back in the box, glancing at the time.

"Wow, ten already?" She stood, stretching. "I'm gonna take a shower." She went into the bathroom, humming happily.

"She's weird." He said, watching Carlos pick up the box and shuffle the cards. He scoffed, adjusting his sitting position.

"You have no idea." He said, handing out seven cards each, then leaning in close, whispering. "Just a warning, she will want to take baths together."

"What?" He felt his face redden.

"The first time she was so nonchalant. She still is." He blushed brightly, dropping his cards and fanning his face cutely. He raised his eyebrow.

"You okay?"

"F-Fine." he said. "Also, she's really handsy."

"Handsy? Why?"

"She'll grope you in places you don't want her to." He turned even redder.

"Has she touched you?" he asked, covering his mouth.

"Y-Yes."

"Where?"

"I'm not telling you-" The bathroom door opened and Alyx came in, butt naked and whistling. He gasped and covered his eyes, turning away,

"Indecency!" Carlos yelped. "Alyx, Liam is probably a virgin! Get dressed now!" After it was safe, Carlos went next, which left them alone. He awkwardly sat there, watching her stretch. She was in good shape. A nice figure, muscular legs perfect for running and jumping, thin yet muscular arms, slender and thin fingers with long nails that were filed to a nice length, and he didn't mean to sound like a pervert, but nice breasts and butt. And her face. Wow. If he wasn't paying attention, he could've mistaken her for an Aphrodite child.

"Um…" He coughed awkwardly. "So how'd you meet?" She smiled and sat down, crossing her legs.

"I was fighting a Canadian when he found me." He leaned back in his chair, holding his hand over his heart, absolutely appalled.

"Excuse me?" She laughed, waving her hands.

"I'm sorry, Laistroygian's migrate from Canada, so I didn't mean to call it that." She frowned, her eyes flickering. "I don't know where I got that from…"

"I-It's okay." He patted his cheek. "I got a bit offended. Continue." She nodded, but her eyes seem clouded. Perhaps she was remembering something?

"Anyway, he took me to his house after I collapsed and his family helped me get back in shape. They let me stay at their house and train Carlos until I said I wanted to go east and wanted to take him with me." She shrugged. "They agreed. Why are you heading east?"

"My mom just told me that I had to go to Camp Half-Blood. I heard a lot about it, but I never was able to visit."

"What do you mean?" He looked down.

"I… I was never supposed to be born." She frowned.

"What do you mean by that?"

"I was an accident. My mom could've had an abortion and moved on with her life, but… I don't know why she kept me." It was true. His mom was a Hunter of Artemis, but he wasn't going to tell them that, since she had instructed him to not reveal his last name or his mom's name. Hunters of Artemis were supposed to have sworn off boys forever and become a maiden forever.

"Because she loves you." He looked up. She had crossed her arms and had a look of displeasure on her face, like she hated people feeling bad about themselves. "She probably loved your dad, didn't want to give you up for whatever reason and raised you because she loves you." He plucked his jeans.

"Think so…?" He asked.

"I know so." He chuckled.

"You're very confident for someone who doesn't have their memory."

"I know, right?" She put her chin in her hand, smiling. "I know I can trust you, Liam."

"Oh?"

"Yes." She looked completely confident. "I know you're not a bad guy." He blushed.

"Thanks." She smiled again. The door opened and Carlos stepped out in a towel, quickly grabbing his pack. Now, Liam wasn't into men or anything, but if he had to choose, Carlos was definitely his type. Light brown skin covered in freckles, slight abs (not really noticeable but you can see he's trying to get them), and a nice lower body. Alyx grinned and got up, going behind him while he searched for clothes.

"This one I'm trying to buff up." She said, grabbing his waist and making him gasp. She pulled his body close to her body, nuzzling his neck.

"A-Alyx!" He cried. "What are you doing?" She grinned and lifted her hands, grabbing his chest.

"See, he's got man boobs." She squeezed, making him gasp and squirm. "Nice and squishy."

"This is totally wrong!" She simply laughed and continued to fondle him, until he finally broke away, making her pout. He was panting and bright red, and he quickly got dressed, Alyx continuing to tease him (in words), making Carlos retort.

Maybe this trip wouldn't be so bad.

To Be Continued...

I love writing Alyx so nonchalant and unashamed about her actions.

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