The One Named Echo Alexander: Gone

Chapter 5

Disclaimer: This book has dark and sensitive subjects such as murder, suicide, LGBTQ+ relationships, and more. If you're not comfortable with that kind of stuff, you should probably stop reading.

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Echo was at the lake, as usual. He looked down at the ice, his notebook sitting beside him. It was open to the picture. The one of Olympus. The main reason Jackson and Echo met (probably). 

Jackson walked out of the tavern. It brought back too many memories, he couldn't take it anymore. He went to the lake, sitting near Echo. He looked up, and noticed him. 

Jackson got up and walked, well, slid across the ice, until he was in front of Echo. He stopped, but was still struggling to stand up. "Hey, Echo."

Echo looked up, and smiled. "Hi, Jackson."

Jackson slid onto solid ground, and sat beside Echo. He put his arms around him. 

Echo smiled a bit more. 

There was silence. Echo didn't know what to say. Luckily, Jackson said something. 

"I missed you." Jackson looked over at Echo. 

"I missed you too. Well, duh." Echo smiled at Jackson. 

[Convo]

Someone with came up behind the two, and pushed them onto the ice. 

Jackson faceplanted onto the ice and slid across it, and Echo just kinda slid slightly. 

Echo, ignoring the person that pushed them, rushed to get to Jackson. He looked at him for a second. "Are you okay?"

"I can't feel my nose." Jackson mumbled. 

Echo saw that it was bleeding. Probably broken. "Maybe it has something to do about it bleeding."

"Mhm." Jackson sat up, and looked over at the person that pushed them. One of his friends, Leah. He glared at them, and, of course, flipped them off. 

Leah and Jackson started to yell at each other, before Jackson stumbled up and started towards them. 

Echo watched, sorta with amusement. "There he goes." He mumbled. 

The two kept yelling at each other, until Leah ended up trying to attack Jackson. Jackson used the most to deflect, and they kept yellling. 

Echo stopped just watching and tried to stand up on the ice. He was failing, falling over and over, until he realized he could just slide over to land. He did so, and stood up in the snow. 

As he went to look back over at Jackson, he saw someone. They had red hair, a sweater, and a santa hat. Echo felt like he knew them from somewhere, but he couldn't tell where from. 

"Echo, she fixed my nose!" Jackson yelled over, but Echo was distracted. 

Eventually, he turned around, Jackson was there. And Leah. For some reason. Echo was gonna say something, before someone else appeared. 

The person looked at Jackson. Then stepped back, and just threw a spear at him. 

Jackson was caught off-guard, and quickly tried to use the mist to deflect it, but he was already tired from eariler. It worked, but Jackson passed out. 

The person retreated, but Echo didn't notice. cause Jackson was laying on the ice, unconscious. 

"I can do this again…" Echo mumbled, picking Jackson up and running, well, fast-walking to the inn. He went to the room he stayed in and put Jackson on the bed.