“Hello Ivy,” Jake’s lips curled to a snarl, as the algae coated oak showed a flicker of two green beady eyes.
Ivy peeled herself away from the tree, hands on her hips as she stared us down, “Jake. You look very...alive.”
“Thanks to you no doubt,” Jake now had a sword in his hands, and Luke’s Sai was poised at nymph. Fixed in my own hand was a new bow and fastened over my shoulder was a sheath full of new arrows.
Ivy’s eyes darted to the new weapons, a flicker of fear flashed across her eyes. However it was gone as quickly as it had came. “I should have known, you’d fashion yourself a new bow. Shame it would never be as fine as the one you had brought from camp.”
“A bow is just a bow Ivy,” I say, “it’s the person that uses it.” Ivy stayed silent.
“Why are you doing this Ivy?”
From beside me, I could feel Jake go rigid, and Luke raised his Sai just a little bit higher.
“Come on Ivy, we all know that it was you. Who else would not only take our gold, my bow and lead us to a place where a Calydonian Boar conveniently waits?”
“How did you know the furies weren’t in control of all the attacks? That poor demigod that died in that mansion - ”
“How did you know that we even went to any mansion?” Jake snapped. We had it. Ivy’s sweet facade had dropped and her beautiful face twisted into an ugly mask.
Slowly and menacingly Ivy began to clap, “beauty and brains. Jake I’m impressed. I knew you had the one, but I never thought you’d have the other.”
“Why did you do it?” Luke too went rigid, but now Jake was trembling. There was a sort of flicker in Jake’s eyes that really assured me that he was Ares’s son. The way those blue eye was flaring with blood lust.
“Why did I do it? WHY?!” Ivy’s eyes flared red, and from the corner of my eyes the oak from which was Ivy’s home shuddered dangerously. “Do you know what we are to the Gods? Slaves! They treat us like we are nothing. They threaten to take everything from us! Now they know what it feels when everything that is dear to them is taken away. Now they know what it feels like to loose everything!”
I gasped as a branch of the oak lashed out, hitting me square in the chest, knocking all the wind from my lungs. The tree had also lashed out at the others, but Luke only staggered back slightly, whilst Jake had ducked out of the way and was now lunging toward Ivy.
There was a sickening crunch as the sword sunk into her chest.
I had half expected Ivy to react, only nothing had happened. Ivy easily yanked the sword out of her chest and clasped Jake tightly around the throat.
Shaken with the fear that Jake could be killed right before my eyes I fumbled for my bow and drew out an arrow. Panic stricken I kew my aim wasn’t perfect, but I never knew that it would be that bad. The arrow had flown right by Ivy by a good 2 feet and punctured itself into the algae stained tree.
Ivy let out a gasped of pain and dropped both Jake and his sword, clutching her chest. I gawked at Luke who was already catching on, he nodded swiftly. She was connected to the tree. Destroy the tree, and we destroy her.
Dad I need flames, I thought desperately. The forest was too moist to build any fire now. I yelped as suddenly the tip of the arrow burst into flames. The yellow fire burning blissfully on the tip of the metal arrow. Mouthing a quick thank you I pulled myself to my feet and fixed the arrow into place.
Ivy’s red eyes flickered in my direction and she let out an ear piercing scream. She lunged toward me, her claw like fingers groping for any part of my body, but not before I let the arrow free. It swiftly flew past the nymph and pierced the foot of the oak.
I gasped as the brilliant golden flames lapped up the algae, eating its way up the branches and leaves, and the next thing I knew the entire oak was engulfed in flames. Ivy had collapsed to the forest floor. twitching and writhing like a wounded animal. I jumped as Jake and Luke moved to my sides and watched as Ivy had morphed from a beautiful nymph to nothing but a patch of black ash.
“She’s gone,” I say after a long pause of silence. Drowning in happiness I threw my arms around both of the demigods and began to cheer, “we did! Our first quest!”
It was as if all the strength had gone out of me and I feel my legs beginning to give way. I was soon lying on my back staring up at both Luke and Jake who was hovering over me in alarm. I gazed down at my arm, where there was a great gash made, green liquid was oozing from the wound.
“It’s Ivy, she must’ve poisoned her when she made this...” Luke’s voice was soon blurred, as the dark, numbness began to engulf me.
I woke with a start, and winced at the great golden light that came through the curtains. I was in the hospital wing. Back in Camp Half Blood. I blinked furiously and gazed down at my side, Luke was asleep with his head resting on the side of my bed.
Jake was standing by the window arms crossed over his chest, his face grim.
“You two are way too serious,” I say. Their reaction was instantaneous, Luke’s head jerked up and he was beaming at me. Jake turned away from the window and hurried to my side, he too was beaming. “How long was I out?”
“Three days,” Luke said gently.
“Which is very, bad indeed Dawn,” Jake cut in and pulling out an old piece of parchment, “considering that they’ve assigned us another quest. Only this time we’re going to New York.”
“Brilliant.” I say.
Luke beamed, “a few young satyrs are creating havoc around the area, considering what we went through they thought we’d be suitable for the job.”
Luke’s eyes glittered with glee, his hands itching for his Sai that was still at his belt, and Jake had his usual smirk, his golden pen / sword clutched in his hands. For what seemed like forever, I finally managed a real smile. “Hello, Manhattan.”
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*Tear so sad, the final battle already! * Hyperventilating getting emotional. Even though I never came first it was soo much fun!