UnTamed [Book 3]

We Blow Up a Ship

Y'all enjoyed the last chapter apparently and we're getting close to where things start tying together so you're not as confused as to who's on whose side. It's gonna be so good (I hope)! Enjoy!

Chapter Quote:
"Trust is built with consistency."
~Lincoln Chafee
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Chapter 17: We Blow Up a Ship

Derek

"Are we sure this is a good idea?" Derek groaned. The three of them were sitting on the grass on a picnic blanket in Central Park. It was a sunny day but that didn't help lighten their mood.

"Yes, but only if you act normal and stop looking for attackers," Luke said sarcastically.

"We're literally intending to have Hannah come kidnap us and do nothing about it. Do you see the flaw in this plan?" he pointed out. Silena rubbed her boyfriend's shoulder sympathetically. He rested his chin on his hand. Derek wanted to ask Bryn what to do. She always seemed to know the right strategy or right answer to everything, even if it wasn't always correct. But Bryn wasn't here anymore. It was still unreal. He always felt that she was watching over them. Maybe it was real, or maybe it was just his imagination trying to comfort him. Whichever case it was he didn't want it to end. The comfort from it was real, and it made bearing her death a little bit easier. Just because it'd almost been a year since her death didn't mean it'd gotten easier. Derek felt like the reason he couldn't forget is because she had died so horribly and her killer was still out there.

"Trying not to see it," Luke admitted.

"So what do you talk about when you're waiting for your impending doom?"

"Normal stuff I guess."

"We're demigods. There is no normal stuff for us," Silena joked.

"She has a point."

"I don't know about you but I'm going to get some rest before we get kidnapped," Luke said. He stretched out on the ground, crossed his arms behind his head, and closed his eyes. Within a few minutes, he was asleep. Silena rested her head on Derek's shoulder.

"How are you doing?" she questioned.

"What do you mean?"

"You seemed stressed. Well, more than usual. What's up?"

"I don't know. I'm just... worried. Worried about this plan, worried about what Hannah is doing, worried about what the twins are doing, I miss Bryn... it's a lot of things," he confessed, ripping some grass out of the ground.

"Worrying won't do anything except make you stress more than you already are," she consoled.

"We're outnumbered Silena. Hannah has more soldiers, has more weapons, has more of everything. I mean sure we got the Romans to cooperate and sure that's doubled our numbers but compared to Hannah's army? Our chances are slimmer than slim of surviving this. I just... I hoped that our generation wouldn't have to deal with something like this, let alone me and the girl I'm in love and my best friend having lead the entire crusade."

"We're demigods. And maybe you wouldn't have been involved had you not befriended three children of the Big Three," she said with a slight hint of amusement. "If my parents could survive Kronos and Gaia, then we can beat Hannah, whatever she is. There's always a way for us. We'll find the way that will lead us to victory," she promised. "But just remember that no matter how this turns out, I love you, and you, me, Luke, we'll always have each other."

"What if one of us doesn't make it though? We say we'll always have each other but we won't. I always thought Bryn would be around and look where she is... I'm scared Silena."