Alex's P.O.V.
Why today?! Of all days why TODAY!!!!????? I calmly walked to my room, secretly dying inside. I knew becoming a teen would bring out the worst. "The prophecy" I muttered. "You okay?" I turned to find my older brother leaning against the door frame, soft eyes.
"Does it look like it?! I'm friggin' told that I could kill my friends on my quest and the fact that I have to go on a quest this early, and my birthday has to be fudged up all because the gods decide it's okay to ruin the last bit of happiness that I have left!!!!" I collapsed onto my bed and cried my eyes out, Nico trying desperately to comfort me, but to no avail. I stormed out of my room to get some space. Nico watched me leave with such sadness expressed in his face, I wanted to comfort him.
I ran to the forest, people questioning my red eyes and tear-stained face. I ignored them and kept my pace. I wrapped my arms around the blossom tree and hugged it, whilst more tears fell. A few moments later, I wasn't hugging a tree. I was hugging a girl with leaf green hair that grew pink at her tips and brown tinted skin like bark. Her expression was soft and understanding. "What happened Alex?" She asked in a soft voice. "Prophecy...." Was all I could manage before she sat me down and kindly asked to explain.
I told her about what happened with Rachel and how I needed to leave tomorrow. She pulled off my beanie then placed a blossom flower crown she had been working on, onto my head. "Teresa?" Tears threatened to spill. She pulled me into her embrace and whispered little nothings into my ear to calm me down. She pulled away and smiled. "Someone's here for you"
"Wha-" I couldn't finish my sentence, before she turned back into a blossom tree and I heard a branch crack. I whipped my head around. "Alex?"
Arms wrapped around me as I flailed and screamed. "LET ME GOOOO!!!!" I yelled, more tears spilling. "Not until you tell me what's wrong!" The voice just made me resent refusing them and made me want to just collapse in their arms. Instead, I kept pushing off their grip and screamed and cried like a kindergardener. I was thirteen, gods dammit! What was I doing?
He turned me around and something warm pressed on my lips. I froze, not knowing what to do. My screams subsided but my tears didn't stop. He pulled away and held me in his arms. "I'm sorry.......my knight". I gave up and went limp. "Was it that bad?" My eyes flew open. "What do you mean?" He sighed and sadness had shown in his expression. "You know what I mean". Whoops. "I know".
"Was it?" I pushed myself off of him, legs barely able to hold me weight. "Of course not, idiot". My curls covered my face. "Thank the gods" he said as he walked closer, leaning in again.
I put my hand up to block him. "Just don't do it again" I walked past him. He turned to watch my exit and one chuckle escaped his lips. "That's my knight. Always ready for battle." A genuine smile appeared on his face. "Just don't leave me alone". He walked deeper into the forest.
I packed ambrosia, clothes, and some snacks. "Perfect". I came to a realization and added some extra contents into my bag. I shoved a book I wanted to read, a few pencils, and my sketch pad. This was going to be a bumpy ride.
Kim's P.O.V.
Nico was hugging me insanely tight and I couldn't breath. "Babe, you're k-killing me" I said with the little breath I had left. His grip loosened and he kissed my forehead. "I don't want to lose you nor my sister". There was a pang of hurt in his voice. "I'll be perfectly fine. I highly doubt Alex would do anything to hurt me, even accidentally". I said, returning his hug. "I love you......" My shirt was now wet and I realized he was crying.
"I love you too, and I promise to come back with my life and your sister's". The tears fell harder now, confusion taking over me. "Last time someone made a promise like that, I lost what was most important to me". Somehow, I knew he was talking about his biological sister Bianca. I pulled away and cupped his cheeks. "I won't promise then. I'll just do my best." He smashed our lips together and my arms wrapped themselves around his neck, his holding my waist. I loved this feeling and how we fit together like puzzle pieces. We pulled away and I continued packing. A few outfits, a ziplock of ambrosia, a canteen of nectar, and about a hundred arrows (not including the thirty in my quiver).
