The Force of Four Worlds

10 - Isabelle

It would work. It would have to work. Otherwise I'd end up like Percy Jackson's Pillow Pet (RIP). As I walked briskly through the deserted streets of Camp Jupiter, I was almost glad the population of New Rome was depleted. In my defence, I was dripping wet, panting, and holding a sleeping kitten of war.

Ok that sounded better in my head.

By the Angel, what were my cabin homies going to say? First off, I think I should explain them - well, try to explain them as much as possible. There were the twins, Callum and Evan, who both had egos bigger than themselves. Pheobe, who didn't know what silence meant, and not forgetting Vanessa, who was never not angry. She was Candor in one word. We had also adopted Reuben into our 'Vulcan only' area as he hadn't been claimed yet, although the way he looked at Mac had me CONVINCED he was yet another Venus kiddo. Dam she gets around.

Now would probably be a good time to explain that Mac was the brother that for some reason didn't take into consideration our three-year age gap and acted like my youthful (or so I tell myself) 14 years old. He wasn't technically my brother because we had different mothers and all that, but we tend to forget that minor-major detail. It was ridiculously apparent that he was ridiculously in love with Reuben. For a moment I forgot about the fact I had Emuishere in a magical cat cage. I opened the door to the 'Vulcan only' entrance and was instantly met with an angry yelling over one thing or another. Vanessa.

"Isabelle Morgenstern! Where in Jupiter have you been? And why are you dripping wet? Is that a cat in a cage? You KNOW there's a no-pet rule!" (At this point Emuishere yowled angrily, as if she could help. Stupid battle kitten.) "If I miss the games and Vulcan suffer another defeat, I'm blaming that bloody cat!" She yelled all in one go. Wow, she amazes me with her yelling capacity. Suddenly, I was fed up. Fed up of being the joke of Vulcan and a hindrance and I lashed out.

"No you shut up! You don't have to yell at everybody you know. It wouldn't kill you to have some kindness once in a while!" I snapped, out of breath. Emuishere purred appreciatively. 

I immediately felt guilty for what I had said, but the damage had already been done. I stormed out of the cabin and ran to the forge, my shoes thumping on the empty floor. I ran to the very back of the forges and turned on the power. This had to work. I had no choice. With my toolkit and Mars in cat form friend, I stepped from my yelling battle with Vanessa to the real life battle of Olympus.

At least I could call myself Magnus Bane now.

My portal had worked.

HIIII it's the authors, the bold isn't working ヽ(￣д￣;)ノ=3=3=3

Anyway sorry this chapter is late, Izzy is a slow writer I'm a slow typer. Also apparently a kitten of war. Please comment and vote if  you're enjoying our story, thanks for reading!!

-Eryn, or Christine, or Emuishere, or Mini Veronica Roth (depending on who you are)