Walking Alone

Chapter 4 The Survivors

Chapter 4
The Survivors
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Alex stared at the phone on the floor in front of her, the red and gold metal suit half way into repairs, forgotten beside her. She blinked her eyes, letting the tears stream down her face, laying her head against the table leg behind her, closing her eyes, taking shaky breaths.

"Ma'am?" Asked an electronic voice layered in concern.

"I'm fine Jarvis." Alex exhaled loudly, groaning as she pushed herself off the floor. Eith elbows above her head, hands in between her shoulder blades, bones popping as she stretched and yawned. Rubbing her dark, blood shot eyes, she told Jarvis, "Tell Papa and Dad that I'll be sleeping over at a friend's house." And she walked out of the lab.

---Line breaker, heart taker---

Henry took a deep, calming, breaths.

Code 10.

He didn't like that he had to go back.

Code 10.

With all the people that needed his help.

Code 10.

But he couldn't ignore this.

Code 10. Code 10. Code 10. Code10. Code10. Code10. Code10Code10CODE10CODE10

He pinched the bridge of his nose, calming his fear, the monster, inside. Fear that it would come out. And that was the last thing this struggling country needed, a big, green, rage monster, smashing their villages.

"Here I come America." Henry said dully, putting his foot on the small airplane with the symbol of 'SI' on the side, ready to take him to New York. More specifically, Manhattan. Technically, Camp Half-Blood.

Back to the man in the suit.

---Just a line---

Torrie sighed, her feet dangling from the glimmering, shimmering, sparkling, rainbow bridge she was sitting on.

"Can you see it? The man in the suit I mean." She asked Heimdall, the guardian of the rainbow bridge of Asgard.

"He is everywhere."

She looked at him skeptically but believed him nonetheless.

"I'm guessing you are going back to Earth?"

"They need me."

"Does your father approve of this?"

"Do you see them?" She asked.

"Your friends? The missing? No."

"Then that answers your question." She said sadly.

"Then I am not allowed to let you go."

"You did once for my father."

"And then he was banished."

"But my friends need me."

He sighed.

"Do not tell your father."

---Hi, I am a line---

Percy was spread out on the burning sand, making a human 'X'. The sun had already burnt his cheeks and nose, and now it was working on his arms and legs.

"You're gonna get skin cancer." Said an amused voice.

"Says the girl that burns quicker than Greek fire, and insists on not using sun screen. At all."

"Oh shut up." The voice was closer. The sand next to him shifted. Looking to his right, he saw Alex with her head laying on her arms that were wrapped around her legs, her clothes cover in motor oil and other various stains.

"Wadda doin' here?" he asked her.

Alex stayed quiet, eyes getting glossy.

"Alex?" Percy sat up when she still wouldn't answer. He swallowed a lump in his throat.

"Alex?"

She said the words that have haunted his nightmares since he was thirteen.

"He's back."