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TO SAY BLAKE HURTLIG WAS SHOCKED TO SEE SILENA CARRY VIVIENE INTO THE INFIRMIRARY WOULD BE AN UNDERSTATEMENT.

"What  happened?" Blake asked hurriedly as Silena  layed Viviene onto an empty cot.

"She was crying about Percy's death. She broke and burnt the woods down." Silena said, her chest rising up and down. She barely brought the girl here. Viviene weighed a ton because of her muscles.

"Burnt the woods?" Lee asked, coming up to them with a worried expression." Are you hurt?"

"She made an invisible shield around us." Silena said. "The fire didn't even touch us. The shield even protected me when I was running through the woods to bring her here."

"Woah." Michael stared out of the window to see smoke coming from the woods far away from the infirmirary. Then, thunder hit and rain started falling." Poseidon's acting. It's raining."He said as he turned around to face the girls and Lee.

"Good.His son is dead and his future daughter in law is passed out after a mental breakdown." 

"Gods," Blake frowned as she checked her friend for any injuries." our lives are a mess."

"Should I get Castor and Pollux?" Michael asked." If she goes crazy when she wakes up they should be here. They can calm her, at least for a bit."

"Yeah, go get them." Blake nodded as she took out pudding from the fridge and reached for a spoon." I think she'll wake up in two hours.  We'll definetly need them."

"Why are you so sure?"

Blake gave a sad glance at the passed out form of her friend before speaking.

"Because she's not pshyically injured." She said." She's mentally injured."

***

Viviene woke up feeling like she was still on fire. Her throat felt as dry as sand.

She saw blue sky and trees above her. She heard a fountain gurgling, andsmelled juniper and cedar and a bunch of other sweet-scented plants. 

Viviene heard waves, too, gently lapping on a rocky shore. She wondered if she was dead, but she knew better. She'd been to the Land of the Dead, and there was no blue sky.

She sat up and looked around. There, next to her, was no other than Percy Jackson.

Percy tried to sit up.

"Stay still," a girl's voice said. "You're too weak to rise."

She laid a cool cloth across his forehead. A bronze spoon hovered over him and liquid was dribbled into his mouth.  

She had almond eyes and caramel-color hair braided over one shoulder.She was...fifteen? Sixteen? It was hard to tell. She had one of those facesthat just seemed timeless. She began singing.

"Who?" Percy croaked.

"Shhh, brave one," she said. "Rest and heal. No harm will come to you here. I am Calypso."

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