Through the Mist

Could this get any worse?

Author note: So I personally hate this story so far but I want to keep writing it so ya. I haven't written in a little bit so I'ma do a recap thing. Sorry.
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Oliver's POV:

We walked over to a makeshift hospital room with a small cot and some supplies in it. After talking to Will for a few minutes while he took care of Xander I fell asleep in the chair next to the cot, I didn't realize how tired I was until now.

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Xander's POV:
I woke up after who knew how long. My eyes readjusted to the light and I saw I was in a hospital-ish looking room. I tried to sit up but was enveloped with pain.
"Owwww..." I complained quietly.

(End recap)

I scanned the room. It was a large room separated by white curtains to make many little rooms I assume are for others that are hurt...or worse. I shook my head. I have to stay positive.

I looked over to the corner to see someone. No not someone Oliver. He was asleep in the chair. He looked so peaceful, he probably needs the sleep. But I'm bored so I chuck a pillow at his face.

He jumps up and looks around alarmed then he looked down at the pillow on the floor then up at me who is nearly in tears trying not to laugh. He glares for a second then a shocked expression flashes across his face, then anger.

"I thought you were dead!"
"Well that would have been unfortunate."
"This is not a joke idiot. You could have died!" Oliver said as he punched me. We talked a little more.

Oliver's POV:

I woke up multiple times after I fell asleep to check on Xander. His breathing was shallow and he was pale as a ghost. I sat on the edge of the cot and put his hand in mine. His skin was cold to the touch. About 30 minutes later he woke me up by chucking a pillow at me.

Little jerk almost dies and thinks it's a good idea to throw a pillow at me! He was okay now though and that's what matters, but I'm still mad at him.

We talked for a little bit. He wanted to go back and help with the war but he could barely move much less fight.

"Why ca-" Xander was cut off by a thundering crash and a bunch of screaming from somewhere near by.

Will ran in looking exhausted and worried "There in! They got in!" He practically yelled "Who's in where?" Xander asked trying to sit up. "The monsters and Kronos! There in Olympus" and with that he ran out probably to worn others.

"What in the world is a 'Olympus'?" I asked Xander shrugged and continued to try it stand. It didn't end well, he just fell back on the bed. I sighed something terrible is happening and I don't know what it was or how to help. This will be fun.

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A/n: I'ma try and update more often but there's not going to be and set days or anything. If anyone has any ideas for the next part of the story feel free to inform me of them. (Don't mind the weird wording there. I'm weird so it works)💀