Percy Jackson!

Lydia climber in bed tiredly, smiling to herself before laying down and going to sleep.

Trent reached his cabin, stopping by the bathroom sink to wash the gel out of his hair before heading to bed and crashing out almost immediately. Today felt like sixty eight hours instead of twenty four, and the teen was exhausted.

(I meant starting outside the camp and getting into the camp through the forest)

(Timeskip til the morning, I’m assuming? And Rocky you can start this round if you want)

(Gotcha! And yeah let’s timeskip!)

(Got it)

Jake ran through the forest and large gashes across his left arm “shit!,shit!” Finally seeing light he could barely even run the pain was feirce. He finally Burt’s out of the trees and got near the rest of the camp “help!” He screamed out in pain

((is it alright if i jump back in?

(Yep)
It was cabin-check day, so Lydia(And the rest of camp) had already been up for several hours.

Ophelia looked up from the pistol she'd been cleaning, and frowned. Was that..?

“Help!” He said and he tripped and fell on the ground

Trenton was walking near the forest, having cleaned up the few things he owned. He didn’t want to be in the way of cleaning, and needed an escape from the yelling. He heard a faint cry for help in the distance and broke into a run to investigate.

(Oh my god…. so… something just happened, and I won’t be on much for the next… Well, ever. It’s fine, you can continue without me. But I do have to drop out.)

(I hope everything’s okay!)

Jake stood up slowly his vision red from the pain he tried running again but pain shot through his arm “shit, help!”

(By)

((pm me if you need someone to talk to?
Ophelia raced towards the sound, putting her pistol back together as she moved, and pulled to a stop at the sight.

Trent raced over spotting the boy and Ophelia. “What’s going on?” He spotted the blood and immediately began to fuss over Jake.

He started seeing black spots growing in his vision

"Looks like we've got another one. Here, we need to get him to somebody with medical experience." She tucked away her gun and stepped forward. "Can you help me lift him, or am I carrying him on my own?"

“Thank you..” he said as he started to lose conciseness

“I can help.” Trent nodded, tucking his arms underneath Jake’s knees to help lift the boy. “Let’s get him to the infirmary.”

Ophelia hooked her arms under Jake's arms and lifted. "Good idea."

Trent began to carry the boy to the infirmary with Ophelia’s help, setting him down on a cot as they got there and the few staffed Apollo kids rushed over. They asked questions Trent didn’t know the answer to, even the basic asking what the boy’s name was.

Ophelia stood back, out of the way, as the memory of her own arrival flashed through her mind. She hoped the boy would be alright.

He started to wake up agian and tried to move his right arm

“Take it easy.” Trent soothed, unwilling to abandon the boy.

He laid back down his arm and flinched in pain “does that forest usually have monsters?”

He flinched again from the pain he looked over to inspect his left arm

(Hello?)