Camp Half Blood: One "Salty" Adventure

Camp Half Blood: A Salty Sequel//Chapter Eleven

Myra's POV:

The past few weeks have been awful. Trust me when I say awful is a severe understatement. I was being carried farther and farther from my home. The first week was only a few moments of me being conscious. After the castle was no longer in sight, I was forced to walk. I fought all of them every step of the way, but I was handcuffed to the blond boy and Nathan had completely betrayed me. He revealed himself to be a spy sent from the camp I had escaped from. I just wanted to go home. I was mostly worried about Knox. Khione knew he was close to me. What if she took out her anger on him instead of me? He isn't as strong as I am. He's too young to handle that kind of abuse...

Sooner than I had hoped, we walked into the border of the camp. A few people saw us and we were instantly taken into some kind of infirmary that looked vaguely familiar.

"Let go of me!" I hissed at a blond medic. I was still handcuffed to Cole so I couldn't have looked very intimidating at the time.

"Gods Myra, they really screwed you up didn't they?" The boy rubbed his temples in exasperation.

"We'll see who's screwed up in a minute!" I yelled. Cole and Nathan grabbed my arms and held me back. I started kicking and screaming at them. The medic forced a silvery liquid down my throat. Before I could retaliate, it kicked in and I started to feel sleepy. I settled for glaring at him and Nathan while leaning heavily against Cole. I was placed in one of the cots and the last thing I saw was Cole holding my hand.

"Cole, she will be fine. Physically at least. Most of the wounds have healed. It's just the lacerations across her back that I'm worried about. The whip used on her must have been enchanted or something because neither the unicorn draught nor the ambrosia is having any effect. I'll have to change the gauze in a few hours. I think one of the lashes may be infected."

"Will, you have to stay here and take care of her! How badly is it infected? When will she wake up?"

"You've been helping me in the infirmary long enough to know I can't answer those questions. Just sit tight. I have to go check on a few other patients." I heard the sound of retreating footsteps. I slowly opened my eyes and tried to figure out where I was. The cuts on my back were aching, but everything else felt relatively fine.

"Myra! You're awake!" Cole shouted and ran to my side. I shot up and moved as far away from him as possible. The sudden movement shot pain up my spine and I whimpered a bit. "It's okay, Myra. It's just me. You're safe."

"Where the hell am I?" I snarled at him. Cole's smiled dimmed considerably before he answered me. I felt kinda bad for some reason, but I ignored the feeling.

"You're in the Camp Half-Blood infirmary. You had the worst wounds out of all of us. Could you tell me where you got them?" He spoke softly and kept trying to make eye contact with me. I looked down and ignored him.

"So you've chained my good hand." I dodged his question and rattled the handcuff on my right wrist. It was connected to the hospital bed to prevent me from escaping.

"It's for your own good, Frostbite." Suddenly Ben, Rose, and Nathan walked into the room. I tensed up at the sight of them and hid myself behind Cole. He rolled his eyes as I glared at everyone from over his shoulder.

"Doesn't look like you've gotten any memories back then." Ben sighed and ran his hand through his hair. Cole shook his head.

"Still pretty hostile to everyone. She won't tell me anything." He replied and started to get up. I grabbed onto his shirt and kept him in between me and the others.

"Obviously she likes you still." Rose smiled a little and I stuck my tongue out at her. "Real mature, Myra." Will came over to us after a few moments of awkward silence.