Chapter 2

Lorelei-Ever's POV

"What's going on?!" was the same question asked again, by Priscilla once again, who had regained herself as we follow Mr. Rast quickly.

"Come on Calista, Acacia!" he pulled them along by there arms as they were slowing down behind and I walked quickly as fast as I could.

My back had a stinging sensation in it, and not a good one, it burned and felt the skin was peeling off by the seconds. I could feel some gushy liquid saucing my back. Blood. That's gonna leave a scar, I just know it, crap balls.

"Come on let's go we need to be quick!" he urged us and watched us closely, by glancing one time too many at us back and forth, he had a limp to him, but he could walk without any assistance or help, he just couldn't run. He the same has been like this since he was young, as a child is what we have been told.

"For the hundredth million fucking time! What is going on?" Calista-Devri whispered to her uncle in irritation.

"One, Trust No One, and Two, watch your mouth will ya!" he argued back. "Oh please." I heard her say annoyed and seeing her roll her eyes in annoyance, turning a full counter clock-wise.

He just glared at her direction, but she made a fierce face back, and that was the end of the conversation, apparently we had more important matters to attend to I imagined.

"You know! I would imagine Lorelei causing more trouble right now!" he exclaimed as we ran to the front of our neighborhood.

I thought about it for a moment: Insult or Fact? I shrugged.

"Can't argue with that. I am pretty well known for blowing up. Almost literally." I shrug nodding my head.

"First, are your parents out?" he asks as we walk down our street.

"No, they are lounging around at home! Not like three of them are single at all and have kids to look after! One with five kids to look after!" I exclaim. My sarcasm kicking in.

The curse words came up from under his breath.

"Call them now, and tell them Mr. Rast wants them down here now and quick, its an emergency. We will all meet at Lorelei's house." he said steadily.

"Acacia, we will have to contact your dad as soon as possible." he began talking to her separately.

"Jeez..." I muttered under my own breath and snatch my phone slowly from my pocket as my back itched and burned. Running my fingers along the screen and to contacts to call my mother. There! Her number under: Mom (Jane Cad).

I click on its words, depending on them to call her as I press the piece of glass phone to my ear, hearing the buzzer ring exactly two times then in the beginning of the third one it picked up:

"Hello?''

"Mom?" I call in to the speaker, hearing clashes of metal on metal, and glass on glass.

"Yes, Lorelei?'' she seemed to chuckle on the other side.

"Shouldn't you be in school miss?" she questioned seriously.

"Yes, but of change of plan if it already is not obvious. But you need to get here down to the house quick." I inform sighing.

"Why? What is wrong?'' she asked a bit concerned.

"Well, something kinda crazy happened at the museum, not gonna give detail. But me, Acacia, Calista, and Priscilla got out of there with Mr. Rast, he says you and the other moms need to get down here now. I am really confused..." I trail off.

With the first few words I heard the clatter of something crashing to the ground then running, and heavy breathing.

"I'm on my way!" she seemed frantic.

"Wait! Mom! What's going on?! I-!" I was cut off when I realized she had hung up on me.

I growled lightly feeling my anger rise, its pretty easy to piss me off.

'Calm your self Lorelei. Cool off. Breathe.' I think to myself taking in a deep breath and letting it out slowly shaking my hands off.

"Lorelei?" I heard my name called.

I flipped my self around to that person, Mr. Rast as he looked at me.

"You good?" he asked swiftly as he was talking with Acacia.

"Uh, yeah. My mom is on her way, and by her frantic attitude, she should be here quite quickly." I sigh shaking my head.

"Same for the both of us." Priscilla shoved her phone into her back pocket, Devri nodded along with her.

"Good, first we need to stop at Calista's house. Go! Go!'' he hurried us along pushing one of us to keep going.

"Acacia, and Calista grab a small bag and put anything you need or want to take with you." he said as Calista fumbled around with keys to open the front door, and we came crashing in, Acacia getting right to what she was told.

"I still want some damn answers first." Calista argued again, like the stubborn blonde friend I have known since I was 6 years old.

"You will, but my dear sweet little niece go get your stuff before I hurt you." he said in a sweet annoyed way, pushing her along.


Acacia-Jana's POV

I rushed to the Calista's's room, which we shared, and slip to my knees, peering under my bed and snatching up the biggest back pack I had brought hear with me. Instantly shoving things around and stuffing them into my bag.

It may have taken up too much of the space inside the bag, but I grabbed every picture with my father plastered into the paper. I couldn't look at it for long though, whenever my dad left for leave of his duty, I took pictures with me but never looked at them, weird yes I know but, I can't. I can't bare the thoughts in my head that he is not here right now and may be dead at any second of the day without me being able to do anything or help stop it.

It may sound a little cheesy like those sad soft stories in the movies but it was true. Not liking to admit it was true for me, so I kept it down, buried deep down. So I took every picture I had without looking at the rest of them, though softly and swiftly put them into my bag without them creasing hopefully. I took five pairs of jeans, five shirts, then instinctively I grabbed what I could of my dance things and stuffed that in neatly. All my dance shoes fit and some of my outfits. But the rest of my big stuff was at my town house home. Which was locked.

I couldn't think straight, and it was pissing me off. I hate it when my thoughts jumble together. When I told my dad this, he said my mind is probably like a library full of file cabinets and very organized in folders for my every thought.

But I did as I was told and the last thing I grabbed to through into my was a picture, framed in a pure gold frame. Something cheesy sounding but it was the only picture I had of my mom. Not of her face but the back of her, her head leaned against my dads shoulder. It had been cut out from a year book from my dads college. Someone had snapped the picture and put it in. Her hair was the same curly dark bronze as mine. Even the skin, I was more tanned than my friends, as they were all pale.

Calista had barged in behind me a few seconds later after I had gotten in and was in the process of zipping up her bag as I walked out, and heard her footsteps behind me a few moments later.


Pricilla-Kai's POV

Next was my house. After Calista had walked out of her room a few short seconds later after Acacia, her mouth began running again. I didn't really care though, if anything, out of all of us she spoke. A lot. You would think it be Acacia-Jana for her smart brain and all and sometimes we have to remind her to speak real English.

I took my key that I always kept in my back pocket oddly, and unlocked the door rushing in and grabbing what I need. It wasn't anything much, just some spare clothes to at least last me five days or so. Then some of my swim gear, I never go any where without this stuff. Weird I know, but it is like a habit. I grab three of my goggles, ear plugs, nose plugs, swim suits; which one of them was only a bikini, the rest full body ones, or ones that covered my stomach at least so I could glide easily. I even packed some of my medals, thinking I may not come back for awhile and maybe never, the situation seemed scary at the moment, and I was proud of my accomplishments. Probably all boring stuff you are hearing but whatever.

After I had finished I zipped up the bag, and began to leave my room and down the hall where my blonde headed friend's mouth still ran, Lorelei was tapping her foot, and Acacia looked deep in thought as she was twisting her father's dog tags in her fingers, her eyes somewhere else, I have come to know this habit of hers when she was in serious deep thought, or she would fiddle with her dog tags when she was nervous.

I began to push Taran and Calista out of the door as they fought like siblings and we made the next stop to Lorelei's house.


Lorelei-Ever's POV

We made the last stop to my house as Acacia willingly came and helped me pack up my things. I will admit I was a little embarrassed. True all four of us friends live in the same sized town houses. Two bedrooms, three bathrooms, one kitchen, and a living room. But I lived in one with five other people, making six of us. I shared a room with my three young triplet siblings. The room was a mess littered with toys and other things. The triplet's always had a bad habit of taking food into the room, and then it never comes out of the room. My baby sister Lilah and my mother share a room. Her crib placed in her room.

The table in the kitchen was littered with papers, bills. Water bills, electric bills, bills to pay for this place to run, and so that we have a roof over our heads. My mom had been working on it for weeks, scraping up all the money that didn't go toward food, and clothing, and other things. I even made my fair share and gave some of my weekly allowance in, she was persistent to make me take it back, but I insisted. She gave me thirty dollars a week, saying I was a teenager and I would be needing it at times, as long as I didn't use it on drugs or alcohol she trusted me with it, said I could do anything with it, so I gave it to her to pay for things, even if she would still give me money it usually went right back to her, sometimes I could buy some things if I was lucky. Some art supplies.

I directed Acacia at what to grab, walking around the room with her. I packed clothes of course to last me almost a week I suppose. Then the rest was pictures, and art supplies. In my little corner in the room, was my bed, and posted to the walls was some of my drawings that I begged Acacia to make sure to grab and she did, every last one of them. They intrigued her though it seemed, yet creeped her out as well. I only ever really drew dark drawings.

As we did this, Calista, and Priscilla had helped by grabbing some gauze and applying chemicals to them, that I didn't pay attention to what they were, but I felt tense, knowing it would for sure burn.

"Where are they?!" I heard a woman's voice. I processed it for a moment. It was Evangeline, Calista's mom. I could the sound of footsteps racing around, and Priscilla's voice saying: "They are in their." I could imagine her pointing.

When I turned my face to the door I saw a figure run in to the room, black hair, and blue eyes. My mother.

"Lorelei." she had gasped racing up once spotting me and wrapping her arms around me, at first a wave of relief had taken over my body, but that was gone quick when the sharp stinging pain from my back started up again by her touch and I yelped loudly. Jumping back in surprise she went wide eyed.

"What?" she seemed alarmed, her blue eyes glazed over in anxiousness.

"Ummm... I got into a..." I wince at the pain some, becoming some what angry with my state. "Bit of trouble back at the museum and lets just say... my back has been scalped practically."

"What?!" she became angry as she rushed me out of the room, Acacia, who had been silent the whole time, walking after.

She sat me down forcefully, yet with care of course at the kitchen table where Priscilla and Calista were at ready to hand Acacia over the bandages so she could put them on. She offered to, and was oddly excited, saying she had read tons of books on the world of the medical field. Setting down my bag my tanned brunette friend removed the jacket, given to me by Taran from my back, I thought my mother might faint or break down in terrible sobs when saw my blood encased back. All I new was that it was bad, and I think that's all I wanted to know, no matter how much I loved the gory side of things.

"I hope you can do that quick Acacia-Jana cause we really need to get a move on." a nervous Mr. Rast came storming into the room and seemed to get up on his nervous tick again, he was jumping slightly on his feet and making the same weird bleeping sounds he makes when he is nervous. A weird nervous tick is what he told us.

"Hey! Shush will ya? Give me some time." Acacia barked.

"We don't have time so chop-chop!" he exclaimed throwing his hands into the air.

"Ready?" she asked me, completely ignoring him, obviously not caring. I took in a sharp breath and held it, biting my lip.

"Yeah." I said quickly.

"HOLY SHIT!!!" I screamed at the top of my lungs as she began to quickly cover my back to get it over with. I screeched, my anger getting the best of me.

My face became red, and I was boiling with anger, my ADHD kicking in making me go quite ballistic in my seat, and my mother had to hold me from the sides.

"Lorelei-Ever Justine Emily Cad, I would advise to not speak in such a language right now." my mother sneered, her voice turned cold. I think my mother is the only person who has always been the one to really scare me. So my mouth was shut right away, with many more words that so badly needed to be screeched behind my lips.

"Done." Acacia put her hands up and stepped back. It took me a moment, but I looked over at her with a hard glare as she came out of the: 'I am so proud of my work' face and saw my expression.

"If you weren't one of my best friends. Your head would be mine!'' I breathed shakily.

"No time for killing one another let's go!" Taran yelled and started to head out the door, swinging it open.

My mother helped me stand to my feet as she grabbed my bag, and we all piled out side, and into my mothers car. It fit all of us since it was a van, considering the fact I had four other siblings we needed a decent sized car. Then I thought popped into my mind as my mother slid in next to me, and Taran took hold of the wheel.

"Where are the triplets and Lillian?" I asked. Sure those little squirts annoyed the heck out of me, but I always made sure they were safe.

"They will be fine, I called for the nanny, Allison. She will pick them up, and watch them for the night." she sighed and then there was a jerk, and we were all holding on for dear life as Mr. Rast took an ugly swerve around the street corner.


Acacia-Jana's POV

"Okay Mr. Rast I plan to live another day, so calm your legs down!" Priscilla-Kai declared as we sped out and down a high way. We had been on the road for a long 30 minutes and finally made it to a highway in the middle of nowhere.

He didn't say anything, if anything he just stepped more on the gas. I sat next to, Miss Evangeline in the very back seat, with Calista-Devri next to her other side. Lorelei-Ever and her mother, Jane had sat down in the middle seat, and there were three seats in the very front where Mr. Rast sat in the drivers seat, Priscilla-Kai, and Kate sat in the passenger seats next to him.

"Okay, now that we are all seating quite peacefully in a car together..." Calista-Devri started her sentence out sweetly, then turned to crazy.

"Does anyone want to explain what's going on!" she sat up from her seat some, giving everyone what I would define: 'The crazy eyes.'

It was silent for some moments, and all the mothers in the car seemed to have pained expressions spread across their faces, even Mr. Rast seemed to become more silent if possible. Considering him, and I were the only two who really haven't spoken for the last 30 minutes we've been traveling down the road.

My backpack was hugged close to my chest, and I stared far out the window, fiddling with my dog tags around my neck.

"Where are you taking us?" Calista broke the silence.

"A Camp." Evangeline told her daughter.

"What kind of Camp?" this time it came from Lorelei's mouth instead.

"A Camp for very special kids like the four of you." her own mother answered.

"What are we crazy or something?" she shout a little cocky back.

"No, no dear..." Miss Jane seemed to want to continue but stopped for short moment, smoothing Lorelei's black hair out.

"This has to do with yours, Calista's, and Priscilla's fathers..." this made me feel weird, what about me? Why do I have to go to this, Camp?

"And your mother." Evangeline's green eyes turned to me. Those words made me hug my backpack closer, like a scared child at night hugging their stuffed animal, whilst hearing the loud thunder and rain outside their window at night.

I do speak of my mom at times, but not that much, only if I have a question about her. Though every time I hear her name, or just the words: 'mother, mom, or mommy' I want to cry at times. Just thinking of those words make me feel sad. At times, I know my friends are jealous seeing me with my father, since I am the only one of the four of us with one, but I don't think they see how it hurts, sitting in this car alone, without my father or my mother. Seeing how it hurts seeing their own mothers comfort them, do cheesy things like, do their hair, call them silly little names they used to when they were littler, even go shopping (which I've always hated), or just talk girly things with. I can't do some of that with my dad, and he knows it. I have a father, but I also have a father who is gone most of the time, on the battle field, on Hades door if I must say! I know he loves me, but he goes round again and again out to that field and it hurts. I question his love for me sometimes and I find it hard to stop. I feel like an orphan.

Lorelei stiffens, and the rest of my friends do as well, though Lorelei seemed she would rip the car door off. I know she despised her father, and just the mention of him made her want to explode. Priscilla and Calista's eyes though were hungry looking, and their mouths even seemed to water if possible.

I ripped my eyes from the window, as the last seconds of daylight withered away, and instead looked ahead of me, out the front drivers window. It was silent for a long while, and I didn't think anyone was going to speak again until we made it to this: 'Camp'. To top this wonderful ride off, the sky became angry and began to rain, and lightning struck the sky.

At one point, the car began to slowly its pace down, and swerved to the left side of the road, coming to a stop.

"This is as far we can go by car, we will have to walk the rest of the way there." Mr. Rast's finger pointed into the distance. It took me a moment but I looked hard, through the rain, and lightning I cloud see a huge towering hill that seemed to spread out and create a barrier around something, like a huge gate. At the top though there was a huge towering tree, a gigantic pine tree.

We jumped out of the car as I strung my back pack over both my shoulders. Slamming the door behind be though, I heard a slithering hiss, and I shivered.

"Did anyone else here that?" I was able to shout over the blistering rain. Just after I said that another hiss came but louder than before, like what ever it was, was coming closer, the hairs on the back of my neck stood with fear.

"GO!" Taran started to push us up the hill before anyone could answer, or figure out what the sound was. Too late, just as we were five steps up the hill, I heard a scream and whipped my head around just in time to see Calista being dragged down the hill by something.

"MOM!" she screeched, reaching her hands out just as Evangeline screamed and grabbed her daughters one stretched out hand.

My brown eyes snapped to where her feet were, and there, a huge, long silhouette of a scaly figures body had wrapped itself around Calista's legs and began trying to pull her down the hill. It had a snake like slithery head which was wrapped around her. The scales were green, and silvery, its body was long, with a pair of huge wings, and small spikes lined a portion of its back, and its split tongue flicked. For a simpler description, it looked like a long huge snake, bug with wings, a set of legs, and looked like a dragon in a way.

I almost felt like I had the wind knocked out of me, I have seen this creature before in pictures, and read about them. In Mr. Brunner's class, but I never thought they were actually real.

"Drakon." I said to myself in a bare whisper. Yes I said, Drakon, so do not think I meant it was a Dragon, its spelled and pronounced: D-R-A-K-O-N.

It was hell form then on out, Calista was kicking and screaming trying to get the scaly figure off of her. Taran was trying to push Priscilla, and Lorelei up the hill with their mothers, as well as me.

"Acacia-Jana! Get up the hill and down I will take care of this!" he grabbed my arm tight, and tried to pull me off, but I was trying to go in the other direction.

"Let me go!'' I yelled and with a hard jerk of my arm, I was set free and stumbled toward the scene, wanting to help seemed to be an instinct always of mine. Adrenaline pumped, and I felt jumpy, in a good, and in a bad way. ADHD seemed to be kicking in a just the right and wrong time.

I raced toward the Calista's feet as they struggled to free of the monsters grip, it didn't seem real. Was it real? If not I must be going crazy. I was scared as I went in but my body seemed to have a complete different idea of its own, along with my brain, I wouldn't stop moving. I round house kicked the thing in the face as it dove in for a new route to bite at Calista's leg, and it hissed at me.

As I was in the process of doing this I tried to gather all I knew of the Drakon in my head. My mind went racing with exact words I had read out of a book:

Drakons (not to be confused with Dragons) are giant, monster serpent-like creatures several millennia older than dragons.

• Some breathe fire, though most don't.
• Some spit acidic venom.
• All have extremely hard plate-like scales on their skin.
• Most can paralyze you with their eyes.
• Extremely hard to kill

'Just my luck.' I thought hastily as the words shot through my mind. How was I suppose to kill or at least stop this thing? I don't know what I was thinking but my right arm wrapped around its neck, and left foot locked itself between its neck, and Calista's legs. I had it in a head lock, trying to pry apart the two to make space.

"Evangeline pull her out!" I yelled as the Drakon screeched in protest, glaring at me, I looked away form it though, in a way this creature is like Medusa herself, being able to paralyze you with its eyes. Hopefully, this one didn't have any ideas of doing this.

There was a struggle of sounds, then Calista was able to drag her feet out of the grip of the Drakon. Then, snap! In place the Drakon coiled itself around my own leg in the most unnatural way, and I yelped in pain as my ankle twisted in a abnormal fashion. I was now hugging this thing practically.

Instead of holding me in the uncomfortable grip it was, it took hold of me with its tail and I lost my grip around its neck, slamming against the muddy ground. I was knocked out of air for a second, and things began ringing, all I could hear was the ring, and people screaming and hollering things in Ancient Greek. I saw more figures come into the scene.

My vision finally regained itself and I was face to face with a Drakon, its grip tight on me and pulling me off to who knows where. I didn't want to think about that part. When I saw the Drakon's scaly face my adrenaline started pumping furiously again, and sneered a bit at the creature.

"Catch!" I heard an unfamiliar voice yell, and in instinct I flipped around a bit and saw something glint in the air coming straight at me. Reaching out I snatched it, almost cutting myself by accident but was able to grab the handle of whatever it was.

I glanced at it once getting a better look and realized what it was, a celestial bronze sword glinting long, and sharp in front of me glinting in the lightning. I gripped it tight in my hand, and only had a second of awe cross my face before the Drakon took a snap at my face, and marked a gash into my forehead, I slashed the sword but all it did was pull up some of the scales to the Drakon's skin, bare mushy flesh underneath it. Some just bended.

I dodged my head to the side back and forth as it snapped again and again at me. I couldn't keep this up, at some point the Drakon would take a lucky shot and nail me into the dirt, possible knocking me out cold, then be able to take its final strike.

A sudden idea popped into my mind, and as I painfully twist my left more in its grip I grabbed hold of its head tightly as it struggled against my grip, the flesh on my fingers being skinned by the sharp plate like scales. If I could just nail its flesh with the celestial bronze, it was sure to die, well at least go back to where it came from.

I seemed to climb on top of it in a way as I tried to get a good angle of its open scale area, seeing grey flesh underneath.

'Now!' I thought, and drove the bronze into its flesh.

The Drakon roared in pain, as I felt it go straight through its neck and feel it stop on the other side where the plates wouldn't let me go any deeper. Its grip undid on my leg and it slumped a bit against me, I put the rest of my strength to push it off as it fell to the ground and my head fell with it.

I was drained. The rush of adrenaline soaked out of me, and I felt I would possible die of exhaustion. I felt like I hadn't slept in hundreds of years. I lay blood, and muddy covered in the dirt, hearing my own heart beat in my ears, and things rung. I tried moving my foot and a pain shot up from my ankle up to my thigh. I gave up and slumped completely against the grass and dirt.

"Acacia!" I heard my name ring, but I couldn't figure out from where or who's voice it was, maybe Priscilla's, my eyes wandered into the sky, as it was now dark, and still raining and thundering.

The last thing I remember was being somewhat being called out to, a girl with blonde hair, and familiar grey eyes picking me up and racing me up the hill. Also seeing a wooded sign above me, and the Ancient Greek letters changing around and forming the words: 'Camp Half-Blood'. Then I collapsed and passed out in her arms.

Notes

A/N: Hoped it was okay, and you liked it. This one wasn't as long as the first one, but 15 pages long. More will come soon.

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