The girl with the gifts

I find bunker nine

As storm away from a heartbroken Leo. I am too mad to realize where I was going. I find myself in a forest. Stupid, stupid me. As I silently scold myself I hear a noise to my left. I jump and climb up the nearest tree. I look down at the person walking. I realize it is Leo. What the Hades is Leo doing here? I follow him silently from the treetops and realize that he had put his hand on a cliff rock thingy. Yeah, that's right a cliff rock thingy. Then there is a doorway that I didn't notice before. He walks in and right before the passage way seals I slip in. I watch silently from the shadows as he tinkers with a sphere. Weird.

He tinkers a bit more and I get bored. I clear my throat.

"Nice place." I say.

He whips around and looks at me, surprised.

"How did you get in here?" He asks flustered.

"The door."

"Why must you take everything literally?"

"Hey, Leo? I am sorry about earlier. I was confused and upset and I took it out on you."

"It's okay. Why where you upset?"

"Don't know. That made me even angrier."

He chuckles. He fiddles with his sphere.

"What have you got there?"

"Oh, just. Something. Something, special." He says dreamily.

"Okay. So Leo, what exactly, well is this place?" I ask.

"Bunker nine."

"Is there a bunker one?"

"Maybe."

"Oh, okay." I say. Well this got awkward really fast.

"So. How special is that round sphere thing that does uh, stuff?"

"Very special. I promised someone. That I would find her." He says trailing off.

That makes no sense. Wait who is 'her'. I start to feel something. I think it may be jealousy. No, no what are you thinking?

"Okay, so was she kidnapped?"

"Oh no. She is stranded. On an island."

"Oh cool. Maybe Poseidon could help. Why don't you ask him?"

"No. He won't help. I have to do this on my own."

"Woah alright then Leo."

I sit on the top of his work bench. He looks up, annoyed. I smile sweetly at him.

"What?" I ask.

He rolls his eyes.

"Hey Leo let's go eat. I'm hungry."

"Alright."

He puts down the sphere and we leave the bunker.

When we walk into the pavilion I stop and see that the children are sitting in this weird kind of order. Leo motions for me to sit at the table where the kids look like they are pranksters. I sit there and I smack a kid's hand. What? he was pickpocketing me.

He cradles his hand In his hand.

"Don't pickpocket me."

I pick up a barbecued rib. It smells good. I place it on the plate. I am not going to eat that rib. Nope. Nada. Never. I am a vegetarian. But the ribs smell awesome. Maybe. Once. Just once I can eat that rib. RIIIBBBS!!! No. I notice that the kids at the table stand up and I stand to they carry their plate to the ahh, black burny thingy. I forgot what it is called. They take a piece of their meal and burn it. Weirdos. I decide that I will burn all the meat so I am not tempted to eat it. I toss the meat into the fire.

I get back to the table and pick up a bread roll. I bite into the warm soft bun and savor every bite. I went days without eating. Even weeks. Any food is the best food ever. I pick up grapes and pop them in my mouth. I take a fork and attack my salad. Then, as soon as I finish, I place my fork on the table and patiently watch the neighboring children eat. I start to fidget with my hands. I tap my foot impatiently. The children eat so slow. To slow for my liking. I decide to examine the pavilion. I looked what appears to be the 'grown up' table. I see a centaur eating some walnut salad. Then my eyes rest upon wait.... Is that the One and only WINE GOD? I stifle a laugh as he tries to pour wine. this is too good to be true. I can't hold it in anymore. I laugh. I laugh louder and louder and pretty soon everyone is silent, watching me. I laugh so hard that tears are streaming down my cheeks. The centaur, oblivious of the fact that the Wine god used to tease me, oblivious of the fact that I personally know the wine god and it pleases me to see that the wine god has to babysit teenagers, gives me a confused look.

" really? Really purple man!? This is the important job?" I say in between giggles.

"I thought I said not to call me that name?"

"You did. I just didn't listen."

The centaur clears his throat. " Mr.D, who is this child?"

"Mr.D." I mimic. "Who is this Centaur?"

"I shall tell you later." Says the god.

"Oh, Mr.Centaur. I will tell you later." I say in a high pitch voice.

"Emily stop."

"Emily stop." I mimic.

"Emma." He says.

I turn pale at my old nickname. I shut my mouth.

"Okay children time for capture the flag." Says the centaur.