I laid on the hospital bed, sweating. Travis was sitting next to me. Dry tears stuck to his face. My breathing was slow and heavy. I was frightened. Not just for myself, for the camp and Travis. I was afraid that I would be the cause of his death (Gods forbid). I was terrified that the entire camp would return to ash.
"It's killing me Liv. I can't hold your hand or kiss you. What am I going to do?" Fresh tears formed in his eyes.
"You have to keep fighting Travis." Pain stung with every word. I was on my side so I was facing him.
"I don't think I can."
"Travis you have to. This camp is our home. More importantly, our family. You can't let what we have here die."
"What good is the family without you?"
"Don't say that Travis. You have a brother and many others. You have friends. Memories. Protect that. You're fighting in your home. That's what makes it important to fight. Fight for what you love."
He broke down in tears. His hands trembled above mine. "Travis."
He looked up. "Yeah Liv?"
"Hold my hand."
"No! I could hurt you."
"I don't care. Please Travis. Just hold my hand. I don't care if I die. I just want to hold your hand."
He carefully rested his hand on mine. He laced his fingers through mine. We stayed like that for about ten minutes. His hand was shaking. Pain shot through me. I bit my lip.
He took his hand off mine. The pain lingered. A teardrop dripped down my cheek. It burned the side of my face. Sweat stuck on my forehead.
Will walked in. He sat in front of my bed. "How are you feeling?"
"Just great." I replied.
He smiled sadly. "I made extra sacrifices, so did everyone else."
"Thank you."
"No problem."
Tears rolled down his cheek. "Will? Can you read me a poem?"
"Sure thing."
As he read, my breathing became shaky. The poem was wonderful. "It was great."
He looked at me. Will put his arm around Travis and comforted him. Travis was on a full-on break down. I didn't know what to say. I was in a position of complete uselessness, and everyone made me a pity party. I didn't need one. I despised them. I need them to continue fighting and not to worry about me. I just sighed.
The room blacked out. I saw a victory. The Athena cabin was charging, and people were cheering. We actually won. I smiled and tears filled my eyes.
Of course, it didn't last long. I felt like I was being choked. Gaea glared at me, fire in her eyes. "You dare to see a future where I lose?! I never lose! Your friends and saviors will die. Just look."
The people who were on the mission were fighting. They were at some place. It was extremely dark. Some even looked close to death. She showed me the Second Demigod Civil War. Travis was dead. Connor was dead. Chiron, Nyssa, and Will were close to death.
I tried to let out a sob, but I was silenced. The choking increased. I couldn't breathe. I tried to pull whatever was choking me off my neck. There was nothing there. Gaea glared. "I will kill all of your friends. I will torture you, then slowly kill you. Your boyfriend will be the last. Your best friend the first."
"No!" I choked out.
I was starting to get unconscious. "Oh yes my child. Prepare to endure more pain. Don't worry, you'll eventually join the fight. For now, feel pain and illness."
I started to cry. The blackout was gone. Travis and Will were shouting my name. I still couldn't breathe. I gripped the sheet. I started to cry and squirm. I tried to sit up. I tried to breathe. I was freaking out.
Travis called for someone. They (I didn't see who) ran in. The put something that filled me with oxygen. I started to breathe again. I suddenly became very feverish.
My forehead was burning, and burns, deep cuts, and stabs filled my entire body. My skin was on fire (not really). My bones were aching to the core.
"Travis!" I cried.
"Liv! Liv! It's going to be okay! Calm down."
I started to bawl. "Travis! No it's not! Nothing ever is!"
I don't know where this mood swing came from. "Liv! Please! Listen to me! Just calm down and things will get better."
My head began to throb. I felt like someone was smashing a hammer against my skull. "No they won't!" I cried and cried.
"They will! I promise you!"
"Don't make promises you can't keep! We're all going to die anyway!"
"Chiron! Why's she saying this!?"
"Someone must have put this into her head. Olivia, who said this?"
"Must not say! No no no! OH GREAT NOW I SOUND LIKE GOLLUM!"
Travis smirked a little. "Who's Gollum?" Will asked.
Chiron shrugged him off. I was trying to get up. They pinned me down. "Let go! I can't stay! We can't stay!"
"No Liv!" Travis told me.
I tried to speak, but he smashed his lips against mine. I kissed him back. Pain raced through me so I broke away. Tears trickled down my cheek. I completely forgot what just happened. I lay back down. Pain flashed on my back. They examined my arm. It had deep read slashes on it. "What's that?" I asked.
Chiron shook his head. "I don't know."
Travis looked up, worried. "Wait a minute, what's that bruise on your neck?"
"WHAT'S HAPPENING TO ME?!"
I cried into my hands. Travis gave me a sympathetic look. A burning heat sensation washed over me. I began to sweat. My breathing became heavy and quick. I need to shut my eyes. Just. For. A. Little. Bit.
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Book 1 in Olympus's Girls- The Arrow's Thief: A Percy Jackson (Heroes of Olympus) Fanfic
FanfictionOlivia was never a normal child. Sure she was smart, but when it came to other things, she was an outcast. Strange things always happened to her. She was always alone, being an orphan and all. Until one day she is lead to Camp Half- Blood. There, sh...