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STRENGTH ✷ chapter six, ━━━━━ snooping around never goes well. PUBLISHED. . . July 21st, 2025 EDITED . . . To Be Determined REPUBLISHED . . . October 11th, 2025
𝕾OMETIMES, NABI ENJOYED REMINISCING ON THE MEMORIES SHE HAD MADE OVER THE YEARS. She couldn't remember a time before Camp Half-Blood where she'd felt at home anywhere, truly at home, and she had been skeptical at first. A place where no one could harm her, a place where the people were kind and the ghosts and monsters didn't exist? Well, it sounded too good to be true.
But she was proven wrong when Nabi had managed to get along with everyone, when suddenly, talking to people didn't seem so scary. Chiron and a few voluntary satyrs would teach them all lessons during weekdays, and Nabi finally wasn't embarrassed to muddle up her words when reading because of her discovered dyslexia, or too afraid she'd be called stupid for not understanding a math equation.
Instead, people understood. Instead, people helped.
Silena would offer to go over their reading homework together; Clarisse would come chasing for her to join her in volleyball; Luke and Chris would tease her at dinners like she was a little sister, ruffling her hair, instead of treating her like some nuisance and chucking food at her like Garrett used to. Now, it wasn't all sunshine and rainbows. Adjusting to some things was hard, and there was the occasional mean campers like the bullies in the Ares cabin, (Clarisse put them in their place, anyway), but all in all... it wasn't so bad. Actually, it was nice.
And it hadn't changed over the years—this routine of being worth something. It felt good. She wouldn't give up Camp Half-Blood for anything else. There was no anything else. This was all she had in her life, and she had a lot of good in her life, despite all the super scary monsters and demigod problems that life had thrown at her.
Except, now that she thought about, even way back then, Luke had been... bitter, resentful. There was one moment, a few years back, where...
It was some time in the summer—the best time of year, because that was when all the campers, both all-rounders and holiday ones alike, got to hang out together, and the weather was truly at its peak. Nabi, Silena, Clarisse, Chris and Luke had decided to spend the whole day hanging out on Camp Half-Blood's shores, long enough for the sun to have started setting.
It had been fun. At one point, Clarisse had made a whole fortress out of beach towels, and Chris and Luke had even dragged Nabi and Silena into the sea by their ankles. Really, Nabi thought about the memory quite often. They had even missed dinner at the pavilion that day, instead taking a picnic basket full of sandwiches and snacks so they could stay and stare at the view of the orange-lit sky.
