Random plot 8 part 5

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Get ready for some angst, bitches >:)

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"No," Pollux says. "They aren't the traitor!"

"But it makes sense!" Izzy says. "Luke's their brother, after all.."

"Guys!" Katie says, appearing in the room.

"Go to the reservoir, go to your counselor. They'll tell you what to do!" Katie orders.

That is our sign to stand up and get ready.

I go to Katie with Miranda, Billie and Steve. Miranda has healed a relatively large amount with the help of ambrosia, the Apollo kids, and the sped up healing of demigods in general. My side is also doing fine.

"What's the plan?" I ask Katie. "You're the counselor."

"No," Katie says. "We're the counselors."

If I were moving I'd have frozen, but we're standing still at the moment so I just close my mouth as soon as I feel my jaw drop.

"What?" I say in disbelief.

"You heard me," Katie says. "In the years you've been here at camp you've done so much more for us than I ever did. And you have great leadership skills," she adds. I kinda want to protest on that last one; Katie may say I have leadership skills but my social skills are on a lower level than Tartarus is. However, Katie's next sentence makes me not say it.

"And I want a little less weight on my shoulders." Despite the wholesomeness of the moment I am able to hear the underlying pain and stress in that sentence. I decide to ignore it.

I nod.

"Alright," I say. "We're the counselors." I correct my sentence from earlier. "Did Percy say anything else than having to defend our entrance to Manhattan?"

"Nope. We're free again so let's see which nature has already retreated and which ones haven't."

"We could take the pegasi, I don't think we'll be able to teleport." This time I actually am thinking of my injured side, not just Miranda's leg. Be proud, please.

"That sounds like a good idea," Katie says. "I'm assuming we haven't fully prepared yet so I want to see you outside in 2 minutes, not a nanosecond more." The amount of urgency in Katie's voice should've said enough, we need to hurry. And no one's ever disobeyed Katie, we know better than that lol.

(Redirecting you to the candy cartel era of Sara's fic).

I quickly restock my backpack by snatching some medical supplies that are lying around, give it to a Karpos, tell it to keep it with him, and give it back to me when I summon it again. I check the inside pocket of my vest again. MP3, totem, Sara's Christmas gift. My camp necklace with the scythe is around my neck. I pray to the gods I don't have to use it.

"Mom.." I whisper, taking out my totem and twirling it between my fingers. "I know you're probably not hearing me right now. I know I don't have a sacrifice or a shrine with me. But still." I take a deep, shaky breath, and I realize there are tears in my eyes.

"Let us survive this. Please, be our light in the darkness. We need it more than ever right now. Your children need it. Please, mom... Demeter.."

Katie then approaches me again.

"Anathea?"

I look up from what I was doing and wipe my tears away quicker than the light can move. "Yea?" I ask. I think Katie saw my tears, but she ignored them.

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