Chapter Six

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Flora tries to teleport us back, but I know she's going to do that so I push her away as she teleports by herself. She won't have the energy to come back. I stumble backwards and fall onto my back, hot tears spilling over my cheek as I collapse. The sobs I made were almost inhuman, but they came from my heaving chest. You know when you swallow some water in the pool and you have to cough it up but it still feels funny? This is what my crying felt like, only one thousand times worst. My throat begin to burn and my voice came hoarse from the screaming and the sobbing. I curled into a ball, the sobs still racking me. I suddenly felt a hand on my arm, and choked out in a wrenched scream, "Go away, Flora!"

But when I turned onto my back, I was staring into the face of Callista. I immediately stood up, backing away as I ran a hand through my grass filled and tangled hair. "Oh my gods, I've gone mental, you're dead." I muttered to myself.

Callista raised an eyebrow, shrugging with a smile. "I was in a ball of water, I got out without a scratch. Daughter of Posedion, yeah." She gestured to herself.

My expression quickly harden and I flew forward, hitting her with balled fist as I scream out, "You bitch! I thought you were dead! I thought-" I stopped speaking when I saw she was laughing.

"You complete and under arse." I turned on my heels and began to walk away when Callista grabbed my shoulder and pulled me back.

"You actually thought I was dead?" Callista questioned. I forced a nod as I pursed my lips. She covered her mouth and I saw she was smiling, so I hit her again.

"So, I was crying! It doesn't change anything! I'm a still a traitor and we're still not sisters!" I cried out, trying to get out of her grip.

"No, you're wrong about one thing. You were crying like that over me, not your actual sister." Callista stated. Oh, gods, I forgot about Crystal. Her corpse is burning to ash right now. I shrug, my face twitching.

"And now I have no choice but to capture you. I'm sorry." Callista adds. I begin to back away and my hand flies to my sheath, which is empty because I left my sword in the house! I try not to face palm myself as Callista looks over at the lake and raises some water, entrapping me before I know it. I try to freeze it, which I partially do, but I still can't breathe. Callista quickly moves me towards the cabins of Camp Half-Blood. Most people are awake now and crowded around the remains of the big house, including Wendy and Sav. Sav's a huntress, like Callista. Callista is wincing but she keeps moving me then throws me into the Khione cabin and retorts, "Guess we don't have anymore Khione kids to keep in here, might as well turn it into a prison."

I'm too exhausted to try and get out so I lie down on my old bed, glancing over to where Crystal would have been and see many, many photos of her and friends and me and her tacked onto the wall. I turn my view and hear a rattling, so I hop off the bed to see Hephaestus kids, including Sera, installing bars on the window. Callista is standing in the background with crosses arms. I doubt she can hear me but I shout, "What is this? Harry Potter?"

She shakes her head and walks off, the Hephaestus kids finish and then set off after her. I lie back down on my bed and spend most of the night staring at the ceiling. But my tiredness takes over and I fall into a sleep. In my nightmares, it's just Rowan and Crystal burning alive on repeat. I wake up on my own, no sunlight bursting in my eyes. My stomach grumbles with hunger, so I bang one the door and shout, "You can't starve me!"

I hear many locks being unlocked before the door open and Wendy is standing there, a plate in her hands. Bacon, a cup of coffee, sausage, and waffles with strawberry syrup. It was made by Callista, obviously. I snatch the plate and go to sit on my bed, expecting Wendy to leave. But she doesn't. She scrolls inside and leans against the wall, staring at me. I'm munching on bacon when she begins to speak. "You killed Rowan, you killed my best friend." She says.

I shake my head, swallowing the food in my mouth as I reply, "Flora did." I said simply.

She clenches her fist and says no more, until she breaks into a smile. "Of course Flora did, you're the weak one." She says in a matter-of-fact-way.

"What did you just say?" I answer, taking a swig of coffee and setting my plate down as I stand up.

"You heard me." She smirks. Does she want to start a fight? Classic, stupid Ares kid.

I start to walk towards her, spatting out, "I could take you in under a minute."

She chuckles, taking out a dagger. And I have no weapon. Aren't Ares kids fair?

She lunges forward, taking a swipe at my stomach which I avoid by jumping back. I breathe heavily, clenching my fist as I fly forward, ramming into her torso. I feel a prick to see she stabbed me in the calf. I let out a groan of pain and roll off of her, grabbing the coffee and throwing it on her. She screams as the heat hits contact with her skin, and then I throw the mug against the wall to shatter it. I pick up the sharpest piece and drive it into her eye, repeatedly.

I quickly pat her down for keys, guards will had heard her screams. I unlock myself and take off running into the woods, not daring to look back.

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