DANIKA
I woke up, head spinning. I looked around, all i saw were empty beds. I counted them. 1... 2... 3...
"Six," i said out loud.
"Hi. Your, uhm, friends are outside,"
I looked over by the doorway, standing there wearing an orange shirt that read "Camp Half Blood" with no pants on was Grover. He's a satyr.
"How long was i out?" i asked, still feeling dizzy.
"The whole night,"
I rubbed my head, man it hurt! Slowly, i stood up from the bed, i was a mess. My clothes were torn by the manticore after i had stabbed it on the back.
"Here, i think you should wear these," he said, handing me some spare clothes.
It was the same shirt Grover wore and a pair of old jeans.
···
I got out after changing and followed Grover to the Mess Hall. As we walked, we passed by other satyrs joking around with demigods from different cabins. Some stopped and looked at me and started whispering.
"Have you told them yet?" Grover asked.
"No, why? Did you tell them?"
"Oh, no. I thought you would like to tell them the truth,"
I just nodded and looked away, i dint want to talk about it...
"Danika!" i heard a familiar voice call out.
I looked to my front, everyone in the group was seated in one big table. I sat down beside Raili.
"Hey guys," i said.
"Danika, are you okay? You were the last one up!" i heard Tia say from the other end of the table.
"Yeah, im fine. Just a headache,"
"Well, dont just sit there, eat up!" Margaret added, mouth full as always.
And at that, i gobbled up my food. Man i was hungry! After i finished, someone had passed by the other tables at the Mess Hall.
"Dionysus," i whispered to them.
"Who?"
"Dionysus or Mr. D, he's... well, lets just say he makes wine alright?"
"Oooh! ... still dont get it," Margaret said, rice flying out of her mouth,
"Who is that guy on the horse with him?" Janelle asked.
"Uhm, Janelle, that guy is the horse. His name is Chiron, he's a centaur."
"Oh,"
I was TOO busy answering their questions i dint even realize Mr. D and Chiron heading straight to our table.
"Hello children," Chiron said, looking down at us,
"Hi," we all said in unison. (kind of a habit for us)
"Yeah, yeah. So, i can see that youre new here, and that you have stopped a manticore for almost making you his midnight snack. If that makes you think ill go soft on you... well, youre wrong! The only time that will happen is if you could find an exit out of this stupi-"
Mr. D stopped mid sentence and stared above Margaret's and Marielle's heads. Everyone at the Mess Hall stopped and stared of what was hovering over them.
A wooden stick wrapped with ivy leaves, vines and a few grapes were glowing ontop. By the time they knew what was happening, the symbol was gone.
"Youre... Mr. D's children?" Janelle finally blurted out.
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Something Forbidden
Fanfiction"A love that was forbidden, Or, so they thought it was..." - D. Collins
