Sorry about not posting last week I was busy and had writers block. So I hope you like this chapter. Enjoy.
I stretched, and dressed in my black one piece with golden belt. I pulled out my hairbrush and mirror, both gifts from my immortal grandma. My curly brown hair reached my shoulders, chocolate brown eyes greeted me when I looked in the mirror with a mysterious twinkle. My poor neck was sore and bruised but at least I was alive. I didn't try the door; instead I sat on the ground. In that picture my great grandfather looked about thirteen. That would have been around (doing math) seventy years ago. That means… alright no more thinking about it or my brain might explode. I open my scrapbook and flip through the pages, lost in thought. I come to a picture of my aunt and an eight year old boy. I pull it out smiling sadly, oh Leo where in the world are you now. If my mother and I had never moved them I might now where he is. Esperanza, my aunt had died in a fire eight years ago, orphaning my cousin. My cold hearted relative, Rosa had given him to foster care. When my mother and I had heard this we left and started a search for him. We never found him. I never continued the search, with the war and being orphaned the search was kind of put on the back burner. When someone knocked on the door I jumped, startled. I closed the book and put it in my bag. Putting the photo on top of it and opening the door to Piper.
"Is Annabeth awake yet?" She asked
"What do you mean, it's just me here." I said
"Do you mean that she wasn't there when you woke up?"She asked concern brimming in her multicolored eyes.
"Yes," I said bewildered
"Maybe she is in the bathroom." She said hopefully fear blooming in her chest. Jason comes down the hall fear surrounds him.
"Have you seen Percy?" He asked us.
"No have you seen Annabeth?" After she said that their fear spiked. I step out of the doorway, "No sign of forced entry," I sprint over to the bed and place my hand on the bed cold. "Cold" I said turning to them I'm sure that my fear was showing on my face.
"Let's see if the others know where they are." Jason suggested
Nobody had seen them since last night; the fear floating in the air is like a fog bank. I noticed two things, one everyone was staring at me and two, I was emitting an aura of fear. I felt my cheeks burning "Sorry, it a defense if I'm scared, like the quills on a hedgehog or porcupine."
"You're comparing yourself to a porcupine?" Leo asked
I felt a pang of sorrow that's what my mother would have said "More of a hedgehog, cute, and if you get on my wrong side you find quills." I said going along with it. "One moment," I close my eyes I am safe, I am with friends. I could sense everyone in the room each fear swirling around them. I can feel the fear aura shut off. I open my eyes and blink against the sudden light. Oh, oh... I can feel my eyes widen. "I think I can find them!"
"How" Everyone asked puzzled at my sudden outburst.
"Hard to describe it, kind of like internal sonar, I guess. I can tell when someone is near me and the like so that I can send them a warning 'go away', but I might be able to use the same logic to find them." I said in a rush excitement bubbling in my chest.
"Do you think it would work?" Frank asked
"I've never tried it before, but it should work. As long as they are on the ship I should be able to locate them that way."
"Alright, let's try it."
I nod "I'll need complete silence. I have to concentrate." Not at all worried, I closed my eyes and brought in my surroundings. A flock of ducks are flying a few feet to the left of me, everyone in the room's fear had subsided to medium instead of the torrent that it was a few minutes ago. None of this was helpful so I extended myself a little farther. Pain wracked my body, I pulled back in alarm, "You will not the help Jackson," a voice hissed in my ear. It was my father, Phobos. I ignored him and extended myself again, the pain washed over me again but I continued anyway. "You will not help that traitor" my father said more insistent this time. The pain was making my body scream, yet I still pushed farther, "He not only killed your mother," he hissed "he made a foul out of me I will not have my daughter helping him." Finally, I couldn't take it any more I pulled back and wanted to collapse but I held my ground, "So, how many horrible things have you done through the ages?A lot more than that Jackson boy, I bet. I will help this crew and stop the giants and I will do it with your blessing or not." With that I opened my eyes, I stumble. Hazel catches my arm.
"What happened?" She asked
"C…could I sit first?" I asked her
Hazel still hadn't let go of my arm, I was grateful I would have fallen, if she wasn't holding me up. Once I was seated I sighed "It didn't work. I couldn't get past the hallway." I said a heartbeat "My dad wouldn't let me pass" I whisper to the table Frank looked at me I think that he was the only one who heard the last part.
"It felt like the Cruciatuscurse from the Harry Potter books" I said to the table in barely more than a next moment a glass of water was set in front of me.
"Thanks" I tell Frank who had given me the water. I take a small sip of the cold water."I made it to the end of the hall before it became too much." I say
"You didn't have to do that." Frank said
"I wanted to," I said besides it's my fault that they're lost I thought ruefully all most everything is
"Do you think you could try again?" Piper asked
So, I all ready have part of seven done because I had almost two thousand words for this chapter so I divided it in half. If I get the rest of seven complete I will post it today as well. As always keep reading. BW12