Η Κάθριν Χασέ (K.C. Jackson)

Chapter 14

As I reached the woods, I began to hear voices. "No you can't do it. You're hopeless. Weak. You can't be like your father. You will never be Percy Jackson's daughter or be at least worthy. What are you trying to prove? Nothing. What's in it for you? Just give in. You already know you can't. Why try? Just follow Manasseh. He'll give you all you ever wanted. Running doesn't show weakness. It shows strength. It will help not just you but everyone else, especially.....the boy." The voices kept whispering but I didn't hear them. I couldn't.

The mention of Sam threw me off my train of thought. I choked back a sob. I couldn't really do this. How could I? I'd never had much experience fighting or dealing with this crap. How did Percy and Annabeth survive? How did they not go insane? Well, they did have multiple years of fighting almost 20 years under their belts. But, still. I needed them. A lot. Mostly, my dad. But he was in some sort of coma. I didn't know when he'd wake or if he would. But I couldn't worry about it. I needed to find Sam.....before it was too late.

*Madelyn POV*

Madelyn had to find K.C.Because they had to stick together. She didn't get much information last night. Only that Percy had gone nuts and almost killed K.C. Sam and Frank left the campfire and went the see what was wrong and why K.C. or Annabeth had not come back for a while. But when she found out K.C. was half-conscious and gone into the woods, she had to find her. She absolutely needed to be there for the possible war tomorrow. But she didn't know where to start. She couldn't go into the woods. It was too dangerous. But K.C. was there and struggling, most likely. No weapon, no shoes and no help. How would she survive long enough to make it to tomorrow? If so, Madelyn had to help and support her in any way she could. And she would. But she didn't know how. She'd never really had good friends and much less knowledge about how to comfort them. But she knew K.C. would of done exactly what she was considering. Madelyn ran down to the archery range to grab her bow. Her bow and arrows in hand, she dashed into the woods.

*K.C. POV*

Sam was nowhere to be found. I must of searched the entire woods. I fell to knees, sobbing. I could not let anyone else sacrifice themselves for me. I heard the steps of someone or something approaching. Shivers went up and down my spine as a turned my head. It was Madelyn. She smiled with relief. I must've looked terrible, but I did not care at the moment. She helped me up and took me back to Camp Half-Blood. I fell asleep.

I thought I could once have a good dream. Nope. It was Manasseh, laughing at my form as I saw Sam struggling. I didn't even have the strength to cry out. But the demon couldn't care less about how I felt. He only want power and control of the nine worlds. Then the dream slid into a fast forward sequence, then it was my future self. There was a sword to my stomach. I was crying, pleading for Manasseh to kill me. I probably couldn't take it anymore. I was done.

I couldn't do it anymore. He was too overpowering and strong. Then I saw myself close my eyes. There was a slit of red on my neck. I fell, gripping the wound. Madelyn came rushing, her eyes welling up with tears. I was dead. Or would be, at least. But I was so ready to sacrifice myself for a great cause. And if dying meant saving my friends, then I could not back down. But that would leave them devastated.

*Madelyn POV*

Madelyn could tell that K.C. was having another nightmare. Her breathing had quickened, and she was sweating. She wanted to help her friend so bad, but what could she do? She was a demigod-in training, hardly able to fight, and her memory was erased. The only thing Madelyn could do right now, was to get K.C. to safety. Maybe then she could find out what K.C. saw in her dream.

*K.C. POV*

I groaned, sitting up. I was in the hospital. Wow.Two times in a row. Perfect. Madelyn and Annabeth were sitting in chairs. Well mother like daughter, she was moving her feet and hands . Her ADHD and Percy's must of transferred to me somehow. Or course she was worried. Worried about Percy, me and everything else. Annabeth was watching me and noticed that I was moving. "K.C.! Are you okay? What happened? Young lady, answer me!" Annabeth stormy grey eyes flared up with anger and relief. "Uh...mom...I" I had no idea where to start.