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Fact: Every scene of the film Fight Club has a Starbucks coffee cup hidden in it somewhere.
Chapter 8: Hellhound, Hall-blood and Catching
A stormy sea
And massive clouds
I'm like the ashes
Like a waning glow
-Song of Darkness
“So I am a demigod” Arabelle said, looking at Nico who was running his finger along the sharp edge of his sword. Nico nodded. Nico took her to the coffee shop, and sitting at the dead corner of the room, in case someone might eavesdrop on them. Arabelle tried not to let the sweet aroma of the room, invade her senses.
“Okaay,” Arabelle said, bewildered by this new piece of information.
Nico sighed, “I know it’s hard to believe,” he said, “Chiron will explain it much better but for that we need to go to Camp Half-Blood.”
“Camp Half-Blood?” Arabelle inquired, “What’s that?”
“It’s a place where demigods like you and me are safe.” Nico informed and with a swing of his hand he slung the sword behind his back swiftly, as if he has done this many times before. Arabelle thought about why no one had noticed a teen carry a foot long black sword. She resolved this as one of the questions she yet has to ask.
“Safe?” Arabelle echoed, “Does that mean that demigods are…” she let her question hang.
“We demigods don’t belong in this mortal world, or on the Olympian’s world. We attract monsters, which none the less would like to devour on us.”
Arabelle flinched at the seriousness of his tone, but Nico continued, “Apparently Camp Half-Blood is the only place that protects us.”
“How?”
Nico got up, “We’ll know that soon enough, “he said, “Now, come on we need to go to camp.”
Arabelle stood up straight and followed Nico out of the café, who was looking for something. He looked at her lend her his hand though he looked reluctant about it, “He are going to Shadow Travel,” he informed, “So you might as well hold on.”
Arabelle took hold of his hand, thinking on how cold his hands were. However, the moment her hand touched his she felt a spark, she peered at Nico to see whether he felt it, but he showed no emotion.
Nico took a deep breath and started running, followed by a startled Arabelle who had no choice but to run after him.
Arabelle soon realized there were running to a tree, “Nico, what-?” but she was soon cut of, as coldness took cover of her. She closed her eyes, her body numb. She clenched his hand more tightly.
Nico seeing her frightened state said, “Its okay, we are just shadow travelling.” Arabelle fluttered open her eyes, and gasped.
“Shadows,” she thought, “We are covered in shadows.”
But before she could admire them, the darkness writhed away and she scrunched at the large intake of sunlight. She squinted her eyes to look around the new place she had transported to.
They were surrounded by thick trees, which stood proudly on the grass filled ground. Arabelle’s lungs filled with the fresh fragrance of damp leaves and grass. Sunlight strived through the thick masses of leaves, coming down like elongated strips. Nico glanced at Arabelle, who was peering curiously around the hill. “Green,” he noticed, “her eyes look so green.”
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Cold and Coffee
Fanfiction"Why do you have to be so cold?" Meet Arabelle, a girl who unlike others lives a strange life. Abandoned by her parents she strive to life her life as normal as possible. But that's hard, especially when a teen named Nico di Angelo enters her life...
