Death and His Many Friends: Chapter Six

When I awoke, my vision was still blurry. All I could see was the shadow of people walking around the room, which was bustling with life. I must be in the Hospital Wing, I thought to myself. My whole body felt sore, yet I had not been that physically active the last few days. In fact, all I really did was walk around and then go into someone's head and get blasted back out by a really grumpy Titan. And I didn't even get to eat my dinner.

I felt something cold touching my mouth, with was a thermos filled with a golden liquid that tasted faintly of waffles and bacon. Somehow my liquid meal-time was still delicious as I tried to focus my eyes. Alice stood before me, holding the thermos in my hands, with Clovis sitting right next to her.

"Awake so soon?" she said to me while smiling.

I slowly sat up, and still felt my muscles sore with pain. "Yeah, I guess." I said to her, trying to smile back.

"What do you mean, 'so soon?'" Clovis said to her jokingly. "He's been out for a day already!"

"I figured. You must have a powerful will, there. Prometheus doesn't hit people lightly. His firebolts can kill most demigods in one hit." Alice told me.

"Oh right. Prometheus." I mumbled, remembering how the hot flame singed my face before I blacked out.

"Speaking of him, didja manage to get any useful information from Annabeth?" Clovis asked me.

"Not really," I replied, "I mean, Prometheus got to me before I could get to Annabeth."

"Then we're wasting time here." a voice said from the far side of the hospital wing. It was that Jackson kid, equipped in full battle armor. "Come on, Alice. I'm gonna need someone from the Hypnos cabin that can contact Annabeth, without failing."

I realized at that moment that me and Percy were destined to never get along well.

"Oh, so it's my fault now?" I said to him, my strengh returning while I got to my feet.

"No, it's just that you failed."

"Oh, aren't you a genius?"

"You got a problem with me? We'll settle it in the ampitheater this afternoon. Just you and me, in a one-on-one swordplay duel. I win, you back off. You win... well, you'll have to think of that."

"How 'bout, you have to wear a fish costume for a week?"

"Oh, I'm going to enjoy this."