Child of The Sea

Helena Troy is a 16 year old girl who has known she was a Half-Blood since the age of nine. Unfortunately, her mother hadn't informed her of her godly father. During her time at Camp Half-Blood she discovers that she must go on a quest to save the gods. Will she save the Gods and the world? Or will the fate of the world tople to its knees in the hands of Helena?

{Please don't judge the book on the first few chapters... I was 13.}


13. The Aftermath

She glanced one last time at her friends before she dove under the enormous creature.

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She felt heat cover her back. She tried to conceal the scorching agony that she felt. She reached the hole and put all of her might into pushing the sword. When she reached the other side, she risked a glance behind her and released the breath she didn't know she was holding. Thankfully, behind her was just a pile of dust.


She cautiously got up and winced at the pain in her back. It didn't seem like the rest of them had noticed the burns on her back - thank the Gods. They all looked incredulously at the pile of ash in front of them. Helena didn't think they actually realised it was Helena who had killed the hydra. Helena didn't give them enough time to realise before she ran back down from Zeus' fist in order to go ahead and help the rest of the campers.


Jason reached the bottom before she did. He grabbed her arm, it was strong but there wasn't anything particularly threatening about it. "That was you wasn't it?" he asked quietly, concern etched upon his face. The rest caught up soon after and she was thanking the Gods as she ran to help the Ares cabin.


She nodded to Mark as she went behind him, blocking the next few attackers as he fended off a hundred handed one and a minotaur. He pressed his back against hers and he felt his back become wet and sticky. He heard Helena whimper in pain and moved to examine her back as the two monsters turned to ash. She was bleeding violently and it looked like she'd been severely burnt. A small scream came from Helena's mouth once again as she fought with difficulty to kill the last monster - a hundred handed one.


Mark jumped up next to her and together they killed the last creature from the group threatening to ruin their camp. He turned back to her and walked her to the infirmary. Percy and the seven - alarmed by the sudden need for medical attention followed them abruptly. She was given nectar and ambrosia - although not too much otherwise she'd have burnt to a pile of ash just like the other creatures she just killed. Her wounds were bandaged and treated but she was forced to stay in the infirmary for a few days because of the severity of the burns on her back.


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None of her friends - except Grover - came to visit her in the days she was in the infirmary. She knew that they needed space, she had lied to them about her wounds and hadn't told them she was the one who killed the hydra by risking her life and jumping under the hydra. They weren't particularly angry at her in specific, but were just annoyed that she hadn't told them.


It had only been two days, but to Helena it felt like weeks since she had last seen her friends. Helena didn't know, but Mark had been visiting her since she entered the Apollo cabin's assistance. He would sit by her bed while she slept, almost as if he were protecting her from something. What, he never really knew. Clarisse kept asking him to ask Grover how Helena was doing. Mark kept telling himself that he was checking up for Clarisse, but there was a voice in his head telling him that it always had a deeper meaning.  

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