"Perhaps," he replied curtly, not looking at Julia. He headed to the camp border.
Christin was at the sword practice arena, slashing the dummies to bits in her silent rage. "How could he not tell me?!" she grumbled under her breath. "I worked with him in camp for, like, forever, and he thought I hated him?! I could just-" She displayed the emotion in slicing a dummy through the middle, panting for breath.
Dakota walked into the arena and began to butcher dummy after dummy. He really needed to take out his anger.
Julia shrugged. She was pretty hard to get, especially because she was so cute.
Janib followed his friend. "Looks like you like here." He said raising an eyebrow.
"Of course not. It's just a demigod. Besides, the godlings are going to be on top without that upstart Dakota, so she'll just be in the way." Apate needed to keep a certain kind of reputation for himself.
Christin turned when Dakota entered the arena, her dark blue eyes narrowed in surprise.
Janib coughed. "Yeah sure, whatever you say." He muttered. "But are you sure we should eliminate Dakota? We could just find something to hold over him.. because everyone will listen to him." He said craftily.
Dakota looked at Christin then began to slaughter dummies. "I'm really sorry Christin, is there anything I can do to make it up to you!?" He asked.
"Let me think....no. I might forgive you...eventually." She thrust her sword at Dakota's face, the point just barely touching his nose. "Have you ever failed so horribly, no one looks at you the same? As a godling, you have a ton of lifetimes to make up that mistake. Well, I can't. And you lied to the entire camp, and to me, that you were normal, like us. I can't believe I....." She turned her head aside, closing her eyes. She still remembered her first quest, never a day when she didn't think about it.
Apate put a finger to his chin. "A hostage...? Sounds my style. But who would fit..?"
Dakota looked at her. "It was my fault.. I was trying to show off. That is why I thought you hated me.." His eyes looked sad. "Please, I know I have done much to wrong you.. And I know that it is unforgiveable.. But if you could, would you please forgive me?" A tear slid down his cheek.
Janib smiled. "Well.. What about Julia, Dakota's foster sister?"
Christin slumped on a rock, head in her hands. "Please....just stop torturing me like this. Please...." She never felt so fragile. Like glass.
Dakota nodded. "I'm sorry." He said. He turned back to the dummy and continued to flatten it.
Janib tilted his head. "well?"
Christin silently cried, her body racked with sobs. She failed everyone, just like always. Why couldn't she do anything right? She stood up, rubbing her eyes as she stomped to the forest to be alone.
Apate hesitated, but nodded grimly. His feelings will be repsressed for the greater good of godlings.
Janib nodded. "So when'll this plan be carried out?"
Dakota watched her go. "It was my fault! I ruined the quest!" He hissed to himself. He was living a nightmare right now.. and he thought nothing could make it worse.
Julia looked around and sat outside of the Aphrodite cabin. She was going to ignore Apate.
Stella was the daughter of Poisiden and a freakish bird-human mix.Evil scientists had made her 98% human,2% bird.She looked at Christin from the tree she sat in.
No......like Maximum Ride!
She opens her large silver wings
aw.....Its a book series
She has wings.Nothing confusing about that.I just want her to be special
