Thank Goodness For My Twin

Hunter and Dean Storm. A pair of twins. Semi average, except that they are always on the run from cops and orphanages. One day, they soon go to an unusual high school, where they meet three very different people. Join Hunter and Dean on their adventure that contains heartbreak, love, humor, and all that great stuff.
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7. Chapter Seven~~ In Accordance To The Prophecy (Part 1)


Chapter Seven~~ In Accordance To The Prophecy (Part 1)


Me and Eleanor were still hugging each other until we calmed down. We let go and stared at each other. She started to laugh.

    “How are you? Why are you?” I tried, but she beat me to it. 

    “How am I alive? Why am I here?” I nodded and she smiled.

    “Well, it’s simple really.” She motions for me to sit on one of the bunks. “Okay. Do you remember that night? When I first split from you guys?” I nodded. She continued. “Well, once I split, I made it good. I didn’t have a lot of run—in’s with monsters. But one day, I got into a fight with a Hellhound. I was little surprised. Hellhounds are kind of like the sacred animals of Hades. 

    “So when one came to attack me, I didn’t know what to do. The hound killed me. I was only thirteen. Nico, my half-brother, found me drifting in the Underworld and brought me back to the living. I didn't get along with people at the camp, because I was so shy and closed, like my other siblings.

    “But I finally learned how to communicate with other people.” She finishes. I smiled. We hugged again and the door burst open, revealing Nico.

    “El? Are you okay? Carly told me—” He stopped short when he saw me. “Oh. I see. So this was the Hunter you’re always talking about.” A girl came over by us. 

    “El are you okay?” She asked. Eleanor smiled at the girl. 

    “I’m fine. Don’t worry.” The girl looked at me, then back at Eleanor. “Oh right. Well, this is Hunter. She was one of my best friends. Hunt, this is my older half—sister, Carly Joshua Owens.” I didn’t know what to say. So I said the first thing to come out of my head.

    “How old are you?” I asked, cocking my head to the side.

    She laughed. “I’m older than I look.” I raised my brow. “I’m seventeen. I should be twenty—four, but I was stuck in the lotus casino for seven years. So that’s probably why I look so young. I mean look at Nico. He was stuck in the casino and he still looks so cute!” She pinched his cheeks. 

    “Hey stop that! I’m older than you!” Well than, that didn’t break my heart. “Ow! That hurts! You’re gonna rip my face off!” They bickered on and off while Eleanor laughed at them.

    “They may not admit it, but they really do care about each other, no matter how much they argue.” She says. “You should go back to your cabin, I’m sure your sister is getting anxious.” She smiled and I smiled back.

    “I’ll go later. We got into a fight.” She nodded knowingly.

    After the fiasco died down, we chatted a bit until I heard a horn blow. They told me that I could visit anytime. I ran back to my cabin just in time to see Jason and a bunch of other kids march out of the building. I looked at each person and look for Dean, but I don’t see her until the very end. I join in.

    “What’s going on?” I ask, but she just shrugs her shoulders.

    “We’re going to have dinner at the pavilion.” She rolled her eyes. I shrugged my shoulders and we followed the leader to the large area. I see tables and a furnace. 

    Dean and I sit down at the table with empty plates in front of us.

    “Where’s the food?” Dean complains, rubbing her stomach. I laughed. Dean could eat and eat and she would never gain a pound.

    “It’s coming soon, don’t worry.” Just as Jason said that, young girls came out from the trees. Like, literally. Jason must’ve noticed because he started to explain. “They’re tree nymphs. They are going to be bringing our food.” As he said that, a nymph put a plate down in front of me.

    “Yeah baby! Pork chops!” I looked down at my own plate and saw a nice heaping of mashed potatoes, green beans, and two delicious looking pork chops. On the side there were big and juicy red grapes. 

    “Yum.” I thought to myself as I picked up my silverware. I was about to cut the pork when Jason stopped me.

    “You have to get up and give the best part of your dinner to the gods. Come on.” He got up with his plate. Dean and I followed him. He chose the biggest grapes that he had and threw them into the fire. Then murmured his fathers name.

    I took the first pork chop and next to me Dean gave up some grapes. 

    “To Zeus. Thank you for keeping us safe all these years.” We said together. Dean looked at me and I looked at her. Her eyes are red, which signals that she had been crying. I forced a smile and we went back to the table.

    “To the gods!” Chiron raised his cup. All the other campers raised their cup and yelled ‘to the gods!’ as well. I looked at the empty cup beside me. I frowned.

    “Is this some kind of sick joke? Where’s my drink?” Dean demanded. Jason laughed. She frowned. “What are you laughing at?” He shook his head in denial. 

    “You have to speak to it. Say what kind of drink you want.” She smiled evilly. 

    “Anything?” She put her hands together as if she was one of those villains in the old movies.

    “Well, as long as it’s not alcoholic.” She frowned.

    “Dang it. I really wanted some beer.” Jason looked at her as if she swallowed a bug.

    “You drink beer?” 

    “Yeah. So does Hunt. That’s one of the many things that she’s good at stealing.” Two boys who looked almost exactly the same sauntered up.

    “I heard something about stealing. Just wanted to see the new members of the steal club.”

    “Really? There’s an actual thing like that here?” I asked smiling. 

    “Oh yeah. It’s mostly a Hermes cabin thing, but we could look away just this one time.” He smiled mischievously. 

    “Hunter, Dean this is Travis and Connor Stoll. Cabin counselors to Cabin Eleven. Sons of Hermes. Stolls, this is Hunter and Dean Storm. Twins and daughters of Zeus.” Connor smiled at me and I blushed.

    “So Travis, you got a girlfriend?” Dean asked as she smiled at him. His neck, ears, and face turned red.

    “Uh—uh no. I um, my girlfriend broke up with me a couple days ago.” He stuttered. 

    “Katie broke up with you?” 

    “What? When?” Jason was suddenly interested at the topic at hand. 

    “I pranked the Demeter cabin a week ago and it got to her. Hard.” He grimaced. Connor shook his head.

    “Did she throw a shovel at you again?”

    “Wait, again? What happened the last time?” 

    “Well, we put some weed killer in their spray bottles.” Connor started.

    “And they used it to tend to their gardens. Katie killed one of her roses and she pummeled me with her shovel.” Travis finished. Dean smiled at him. I looked around and saw people whispering and pointing at us. 

    “I think we should start heading back to our table Connor. Catch ya later Storms.” Travis clicked his tongue and walked back to the crowded Hermes table. Dean watched him walk away.

    “So what do you think about the twins?” She asked me once they were out of hearing range. Jason pulled a face.

    “Hold on. Okay, one they aren’t twins. Two, I don’t want to hear you talk about boys in front of me. It’s disturbing.” He covered his ears, got up, and walked away.

    “Cause that wasn’t weird at all.” I said, sarcasm dripping from my words.

    “Yeah, that was weird. But you have to agree, that Travis guy is pretty cute. And I saw Connor looking at you. So spill. What do you think about Connor?” I sighed. This was another thing I hate about Dean. 

    “Dean, Travis just got out of what sounds like a bad break up. Leave it alone.” I rolled my eyes. 

    She smirked. “Whatever! And you didn't answer my question.”She popped a grape into her mouth. I sighed. 

    What did I think about Connor?

     He was cute, I guess. But I had a feeling he already had a girlfriend. I voiced my thoughts.

    “Oh pish—posh! How would you know if Connor had a girlfriend?” I shrugged my shoulders.

    “Isn’t it obvious? His body language suggests that he’s a flirt, but he has a girlfriend.” I said my voice in a ‘duh’ tone.

    “Whatever ‘Little Miss know—it—all’. You are just denying your feelings.” She said as she picked up her cup. 

    The loud talking died down a bit to small whispers. I looked up and saw a short, pudgy guy in a Hawaiian themed shirt. He had curly black hair and blood—shot eyes. He looked bored. He looked drunk too.

    “Well, hello puny brats. I guess I have to pretend to enjoy your blistering presence for another awful day. I also have to introduce you to the new campers. Gunther and Sean Born. Where are you?” Everybody looked at the Hermes table. Dean and I sighed, yet stood up. 

    “It’s actually Hunter and Dean Storm, sir.” I added the ‘sir’ rather hesitantly, but my polite side got the better of me.

    “Oh… You’re girls… Who in the blazes names their girls with boy names?” His eyes grew small. 

    “Actually, my name—” I hesitated. I wasn’t about to say my real name. According to a lot of people, the certain god is not wanted at camp. “Never mind.” I sighed out. 

    He grumbled something about puny mortals and all other very negative words that I didn’t know… I mean, I know them, I just never say them. Same difference. 

    “What’s your real name?” I jumped at the new voice. I looked to the right of me (Dean is on the left of me) and saw Ryan. The same Ryan that went out Nico. The same Ryan that sent me to my only friend.

    “Huh?” I asked intelligently. She rolled her eyes in annoyance. 

    “I said, what is your real name? I saw you hesitate. And I overheard you, Frankie, and Elise talking. So spill.” She reached over to my plate and grabbed a grape. I swatted her hand.

    “I’ll tell you later. To many ears. It’s kind of a secret so…” She looked around and nodded in agreement. 

    “Okay, it’s time for your useless fire and other as such. Have a horrible night. I hate you all.” Mr. Chubby trudged out of the pavilion. 

    “Fire baby!” A couple of people from the Hephaestus table hollered as a boy from their table burst into flames. I looked over and saw that it was Leo. The only thought to come to mind? 

    Leo Valdez is on fire, and he’s not screaming like a crazed maniac. 


    “What’s Drunk Guy’s deal?” I asked as we all walked out and toward an area with a bonfire going. 

    “Who?” Ryan looked at me with a confused look.

    “The guy in the Hawaiian shirt.”

    “Oh! You mean Mr. D, yeah he’s the camp director. He hates all the campers except for his own cabin. Father kinda got mad at Mr. D for chasing a tree nymph that he had called dibs on, so now he’s punishing him. But it’s more like he’s punishing us.” She rolled her eyes, gesturing to the heavens.

    “Hmm, so basically, he takes out his anger on us? That’s kind of immature.” I said, making a face. She laughed.

    “Join the club, but Father doesn’t care.” 

    “Mhm, I see. So what happens at this bonfire thing?” 

    “Oh ya know, we sing cheesy campfire songs, we roast marshmallows and make s’mores and other sweets.”  She sighed in content. “Mhm… S’mores.” I laughed. We walked to where a bunch of what Ryan called Apollo kids were strumming guitars and singing a few notes.

    I was almost tempted to go up with them. Almost. That will always be the key word.

    We sat down along with the rest of the cabin. Although some of them went to sit with other campers. Ryan excused herself and went to sit near two boys and a girl. She gave the girl a hug, the first guy a high—five, then slapped the second guy up the head. I chuckled. 

    I saw Dean sitting with Jamie and some of the Aphrodite kids. I grimaced, then got up and walked towards the woods. 

    It was nice. I’ve always felt at home whenever I was in nature. That might’ve been the reason I always took Dean to the woods. She doesn’t like it though. I sighed, remembering everything that ever went on in my life.

    I brought out my new iPod (Chiron wouldn’t let me keep my old one… Boo.) But they did transfer everything from my old one to the new one.

    I clicked on shuffle and one of my favorites came on. Check Yes Juliet by We The Kings. I started to hum along to the intro, then started to sing softly.

    “Check yes Juliet, are you with me? Rain is falling down on the sidewalk. I won't go until you come outside.

    “Check yes Juliet, kill the limbo. I'll keep tossing rocks at your window. There's no turning back for us tonight.

    “Lace up your shoes (Ey oh Ey ohhh) Here's how we do.

    “Run, baby, run. Don't ever look back. They'll tear us apart if you give them the chance. Don't sell your heart. Don't say we're not meant to be. Run, baby, run. Forever will be, you and me. 

    “Check yes Juliet, I'll be waiting Wishing, wanting yours for the taking. Just sneak out and don't tell a soul goodbye.

    “Check yes Juliet, here's the countdown 3... 2... 1... now fall in my arms now. They can change the locks, don't let them change your mind.

    “Lace up your shoes (Ey Oh Ey Ohhh) Here's how we do

    “Run, baby, run, Don't ever look back. They'll tear us apart if you give them the chance. Don't sell your heart, don't say we are not meant to be. Run baby run, Forever we'll be, you and me

    “We're flying through the night, We're flying through the night
Way up high, The view from here is getting better with you by my side

    “Run baby run, Don't ever look back. They'll tear us apart if you give them the chance. Don't sell your heart, don't say we are not meant to be. Run baby run, forever will be...

    “Run baby run, Don't ever look back. They’ll tear us apart if you give them the chance. Don't sell your heart, don't say we are not meant to be. Run baby run, Forever will be, you and me, You and me... You and me…” I finished my song. It felt good to sing. I turned off my iPod and slipped it back into my pocket. 

    I heard a twig snap behind me. Panicked, I threw the nearest thing at the intruder, which so happened to be a rock.

    “Ow!” The figure came out from behind the trees. 

    It was Nico Di Angelo.

    “Oh my Zeus. I am so sorry… But you really shouldn’t sneak up on people. It’s rude and people could throw things at you.” He shrugged, and sat down holding his stomach. 

    “Where did I hit you?” I asked coming closer. 

    “My stomach. You hit my stomach. Has anybody told you, that you’ve got an arm? Dang.”

    “Again. I’m really sorry. What are you doing out here anyway?”

    “Isn’t it obvious? I hate crowds. I’m not exactly social.” I nodded. That was the same reason I left the campfire. I looked over to where I could hear people laughing and singing. I then looked back at Nico, only to see him pulling his shirt off.

    “Wh—what are you doing?” I asked, trying to hide the blush sweeping my face.

    “Isn’t it obvious? I’m trying to see if you left a bruise.” He said in a ‘duh’ tone. His face flushed soon after he said that. “But, uh, I’ll check it in my cabin. Because, um, this is getting real awkward.” He grabbed his shirt and started to put it back on.

    “Wait!” He looked at me wide—eyed.


    “You should look at it now. If I know anything about bruises, it’s that you shouldn’t wait.” He shook his head.

    “If I didn’t see Zeus claim you with my own eyes, I would think that you were a daughter of Apollo. You know about this kind of stuff, and you have a great voice.” Once the compliment was out he blushed a scarlet red. I did too. 

    “I mean, not that I was ease dropping or anything…”



    “Stop talking.”


    It stayed awkward for about an extra whole minute, until somebody cleared their throat. 

    “What. Are. You. Doing?” Jamie Lukas hissed at us. I looked over at Nico and realized his shirt was still off. 

    Oh freaking crap. 

    “What do you mean James? I was walking around, and I just happened to throw a rock at Nico, so we started to talk. Is that so wrong?” I asked as innocently as I could.

    “That doesn’t explain why his shirt is off!” She seethed.

    “I was checking my bruise. James relax, nothing happened.” Nico, fully clothed, walked over to James. My heart ripped in two.

    “No! I don’t care what happened or what didn’t happen! It’s over! I’m going to tell everyone your secret now!” She screamed. I could hear the river a couple feet away thrashing.  Then I was dowsed. I couldn’t breathe. Everything was black, then I saw a white light. 

~~~***~~~***~~~***~~~***~~~***~~~***~~~***        “Young demigod, you must listen closely.” A scratchy voice sounded.

    “What? Where am I?” 

    “Child, you have been sealed off. I have come to deliver this message personally. You must go on a quest.”

    “What? I don’t know the first thing about any of this! I just got here!”

    “Hush, daughter of Zeus. All will be revealed. You must go and save others. I will be returning you. Seek the Oracle, she will tell you the rest.”

    “Wait! Who are you?”

    “I am Zelphine. Sister to the Oracle. I must leave you child. Do not forget, both what I have told you and my name. If anybody is to ask what has happened, do not tell them my name, that time will come.” 

    Green smoke curled around my feet. 

    “Go to the entrance of the camp. Someone is waiting for you.”

    Once that was said, I blacked out.


I woke up in an infirmary. I don’t know how I got there, but something happened, and it felt like a dream.

    I had been hoping the whole Camp Half—Blood and Camp Jupiter stuff had just been a really long dream. But nope. I knew that the moment I saw Nico sleeping in the chair next to me. I must’ve made a loud noise, because he lifted his head.

    “Oh hey, you’re awake.” He said groggily. 

    “Yeah.” I coughed. My voice sounded as if I hadn't used it in several months. He grabbed a tall, cold glass of something that looked like apple juice.

    “Here, drink this.” He handed the glass to me. I took a sip, but instead of the bitter taste I was expecting, I got a different bitter taste. A really good one at that.

    It tasted like the beer that I would steal when Dean and I were on the run. I downed the glass, wanting more, but Nico shook his head.

    “What did it taste like?” He asked.

    “Like beer.” He made a face, and I couldn’t help but laugh.

    “You drink beer? Why would you want to do that?” 

    “Hey, at least I don’t smoke.” He nodded his head. An awkward silence consumed us. He broke off what looked like a brownie, and gave a very small piece to me. 

    “Here, eat this.” I did, and it tasted like popcorn. I moaned in delight. It’s been a year since I’ve ever had this much food, well, good food. 

    “How long was I out?” 

    “About two days.” He put the rest of the brownie on the table, and put the empty glass beside it.

    “What? I have to go! The lady—” I hesitated. Zelphine told me that someone was waiting for me, and that I had to go to the Oracle.

    “Why do you have to leave? What lady? And you are not going anywhere.” He stood up, as if daring me to get up. I shrugged.

    “I can’t tell you.”

    “Why not?” He asked, squinting his eyes.

    “I just can’t, okay? What happened while I was out?” I asked, trying to change the subject. Either he was to tired to argue, or he just wanted to talk about something else, I’m not sure.

    “Well, Jamie spread a rumor about us, but luckily not a lot of people believe it. We got a new camper with us, b ut she’s old.” 

    “How old?” I asked. Could this be the person Zelphine was talking about?

    “I’m not really sure. Maybe thirty—five or so.”

    “What cabin was she put in?”

    “I don’t know. Cabin sixteen perhaps? Hey where are you going?” I jumped out of bed. Nico chased after me, shouting me name. I drowned him out.

    I ran towards the Nemesis cabin. Number sixteen. I opened the door and ran right into one of the Nemesis boy’s. We both dropped to the floor. 


    “Oh my Zeus, are you okay?” I asked him. He nodded, then grimaced. We both looked up at the same time, and let me just say, goddesses he had gorgeous blue eyes. 

    “Yeah. I’m fine. Are you okay?” 

    “Yes. Th—thank you.”

    “I’m Bradley Collins. Who are you?”

    “I’m Hunter Storm. Daughter of Zeus.”

    “Storm? We have a new camper who’s last name is Storm.” I stiffened.

    “Boy or girl?”


    “How old?”

    “About thirty.”

    “Where is she?” He pointed at the bunk in the back. 

    “Over there.”

    “I’ll see you later Bradley.” I walked calmly over to the bunk and tapped the lady.

    “Excuse me.” She stopped doing what she was doing.

    “I see you finally made it. I’m proud of you.”

    “I’m glad too. Can I see your face?” She turned around with tears in her eyes.

    “Mo—Mom? I—is th—that really you?” I blubbered. She nodded, tears falling down her cheeks.

    “Yes Baby Storm. Mama’s back.” I fell, but Mom caught me. “It’s alright Baby Storm. It’s alright.”

    While Mom was holding me, I couldn’t help but think back to Zelphine. Was this the someone that she was talking about? It no longer mattered to me. As long as I had Mama, everything was going to be fine.


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