Chapter Eleven

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Myra's POV:

Not to be overly comical, but I was getting really sick of the infirmary. Unlike Ben, I'd rather wake up with a monster breathing down my neck than to see these white washed walls one more time. I was awoken rather ungracefully by Will who was halfway through unwrapping the gauze around my wrist. I halfheartedly tried to shake him off and roll over, but instead he just pulled me back over and continued, muttering to himself. "You know, Will," my voice sounded scratchy as I groggily took in my surroundings. "It's really not your fault. I'll be alright. I'm covered in scars anyway, one more won't do any harm." The fact I was acting so agreeable seemed to worry him further since he started to take my temperature. "Ugh, stop waving your medical tools in my face. Don't you have other patients to harass?"  I mumbled, swatting his hand away. Will finished unwrapping the gauze and walked over to the medicine cabinet, still ignoring me. "Rude." I huffed and looked down at my arm to see that there was only a thin scar encircling my wrist. Now that I looked over at Will, I notice he was putting a container of a golden liquid away. He finally looked back at me and I noticed his bloodshot eyes and the dark circles underneath them.

"Will get over here." I snapped in annoyance. He rushed over and lifted up my wrist to inspect it. I slapped his hand away and got up.

"Hey! You can't do that-" I grabbed his arm and led him to the unused cot across from mine and pushed him onto it.

"But Myra..." He whined and I rolled my eyes.

"You have anyone here I can count on to look after you? A girlfriend or something?" I asked, crossing my arms. His face reddened and he froze for a second.

"Umm... well yeah actually. Nico di Angelo. He should be in cabin 13." He looked proud and I smiled despite myself.

"Nico di Angelo. Got it. I'll send him over. Stay put okay?" He didn't answer, but he did snore rather loudly. I left the infirmary and began searching for cabin 13. I walked past all kinds of different cabin designs, including one that glowed so brightly I had to look away and one that smelled so strongly of perfume that my eyes watered and I was pretty sure my own tears were crying too. I spotted a huge cabin that emanated darkness. The number 13 was labeled on the door in what kinda looked like bones.

"This is wicked cool..." I walked up to the door and banged on it. I suddenly became nervous, hopefully this kid wasn't nearly as intimidating as his cabin. I heard grumbling and footsteps as the boy walked to the door. It creaked open and he stuck his head out. He was small, pale, and pretty scrawny as far as I could tell.

"Hey uhh... you're Will's boyfriend right?" I asked, I scuffed my feet awkwardly on the gray cement. Nico sent me a withering glare and rubbed the sleep out of his eyes.

"Yeah?" His face scrunched up in sudden concern. "Is everything okay?"

"Well he was taking care of me all last night and I think he may have over exhausted himself. He's sleeping on a cot in the infirmary right now and he asked for you." I finished and Nico's face softened up a bit. He ran a hand through his hair and muttered something about "Solace being a huge idiot" under his breath. He thanked me and assured me that I could leave and he would be there soon. I left cabin 13 and stopped. Where do I start my investigation?

I decided to go back to my instincts. I found myself wandering into the woods completely unarmed. I had okay control over my powers now so I was feeling pretty confident. There is no set path in the woods, but I felt like I was following an unseen one. For some reason I knew exactly where to go, but the closer I got, the more nervous I got. I stumbled upon a cave with long red curtains closed across the front.

"I have to turn around this was a bad idea in the first place..." I mumbled, but found myself slowly walking towards it. Something felt horribly wrong as I stepped inside. The cave walls were covered in murals and art supplies littered the floor. I stepped in feeling sick to my stomach.

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