Wrath Of Athena
The Last
Violet smiled. "Yeah, you did. It still sucks though... I can feel spasms of... pain, or something where my arm used to be." She said. "It feels really weird. But the robot arm sounds cool."
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savagePEST said:Adriana scoffed at the notion, shaking her head gently. They flew in silence, the only sounds being Harry's wings and the wind. After a while, she opened her mouth; perhaps she could pry out a hint from Harry about where they were going. However, he beat her too the punch, asking if she believed it was a good idea to stay in such a large group of demigods. "I think it's pretty safe,"she answered, disagreeing with his opinion,"I mean, safety in numbers, ya'know? It seems that this group is pretty strong, seeing as they purposefully went to the scientist HQ and took it down without losing anyone. And honestly, at this point, I feel better surrounded by other half-bloods than being alone again, 'cause I had no one to back me up when they caught me."
Adri bit her lip as she remembered her capture. She had ran, just like everyone else, and had been in New York City, believing the hustle and bustle of the city would keep her hidden and inconspicuous. She was stuck over whether to stay or to try and make contact with the other demigods; she dared not return home. It was so close to the ambush that she was afraid to use IM, so she waited it out. But, ultimately, she should have just left the state entirely. Going under a different name, having stolen someone's ID and copied their features, she had rented an apartment above a shop she was working at, just for some extra cash in her pocket. Looking back now, it was still a stupid move to make when the real Kerry Welch can report a stolen ID and the fact that she wasn't renting an apartment in the city.
There was a knock at the door and Adriana simply assumed it was the landlord. So when she opened the door and came face to face with two unfamiliar men, she panicked. Copying the same person so long was a challenge, where the constant barrage of memories - as well as the voices - that weren't her own causing random headaches; at some points, she actually believed she was Kerry Welch. Not even allowing the men to create a fictitious story, she attacked them, slapping her palms on the nearest furniture and ordering them to attack. Then, she had snapped. Adri couldn't remember what happened, only the very end. Cold laughter bubbled from her throat and she willed to stay awake, but she only grew more tired and weak. Then she fell to the floor, her hair becoming wet and the sharp smell of metal reaching her nose. Her eyelids drooped, but before closing them` she came face to face with one of the men, a dead look on his face as blood pooled from his -
'Stop,'she ordered herself, noticing that she was shaking, refusing to pursue the memory. She looked at Harry from over her shoulder, taking care to notice his facial expression; disappointing him pained her. She didn't want to make it seem as if she wasn't comfortable to be alone with him and didn't trust him. "Until this group proves unsafe, I think it's better to stay."