The Clay Girl

☆*: .｡.I'm alive?. ｡.:*☆

"Come catch me!" A little girl giggled as she ran through the forest with her sister chasing after her.

"Hey! That's not fair!" Odyssa yelled. She was younger, with hazel doe-eyes and a head full of reddish-brown hair that was messily put into a short braid. It swung around her head like a whip as she chased after her sister.

"Can't catch me!" She giggled. Odyssa could hear her, she could feel that she was there, but she couldn't see her.

"Hey, come back!" Odyssa shouted, her voice echoed as the forest went silent. The sun started to dip lower and lower as she called out her sister's name. "₳Ɇ₦₤Ⱡ₠ł₳!"

Odyssa placed her hands on her throat, a sharp pain choked her as she tried to scream out her sister's name. But she couldn't. Why? Why couldn't she call out her name?! Where was she?!

"She's dead."

... What?

"She's dead."

Why?

"You know why."

⁅¦⌈🪙~Song of a Hero~🪙⌋¦⁆

Cold was the first thing Odyssa felt when she was released from the chair. Her breathing was harsh as she stood up and stumbled a bit, Percy catching her by her arms.

"Odyssa!" He exclaimed, pulling her into his arms. He hugged her tightly and a familiar sense of comfort flooded through her.

Odyssa chuckled as she stroked Percy's hair, "Hey, hey... I'm okay, you don't have to cry." She said and Percy nodded, still hugging her tightly.

"Some of us don't like being that way either." A voice said from above. The two turned around to see an old man standing above them, "You're good kids, Percy and Odyssa. I'll put in a good word with your parents and Annabeth's for you." And then he just... Left.

"Who was that?" Odyssa asked. Percy shrugged.

"I'm gonna guess it was..." Percy looked at Odyssa, "Hephaestus?"

Odyssa nodded, "Probably..." She said, her voice trailing off as she tried to find a way to get back.

"I'm alive, huh?" She asked and Percy nodded, "You just couldn't let me go, huh?"

"Annabeth and Grover would kill me if I did," Percy said. 'I would kill myself.' He thought but didn't say.

⁅¦⌈🪙~Song of a Hero~🪙⌋¦⁆

"Hey," Odyssa shook Percy awake, "C'mon it's eleven already time to wake up."

"Mmhde?"

"Talk to us Percy, can't have you dying on a truck full of animals." She shook Percy a bit more. He groaned and rubbed his eyes to see Annabeth sitting down, Grover climbing down from sticking his head out the air vent, and Odyssa in front of him.

"What?"

"You fell asleep, Seaweed Brain." Odyssa smiled. Percy engraved that smile into his head, who knew when it'd be the last time he'd see it again? "Anyways, Annabeth's trying to get a signal."

"Signal?"

"Iris Messaging system. We're just going to call the camp and ask what's happening." Odyssa explained and Percy nodded as the hazel-eyed girl sat beside Annabeth.

"Does that help?" Grover asked Annabeth from the vent.

Annabeth sighed, "Guess we're about to find out. Can you see where we are?"