Tray-

OK, not the best day ever. Jenifer was pinned to the ground, and I couldn't help her. Then that dumb voice came out again. "You see Tray, your friends will die a very painful death if they do not leave. As soon as I've asked my favor they can come back, and you can never tell anyone what I've asked of you. Got it?" it asked. "Sure, got it." I tried to sound up-beat and nonchalant, but, that's hard to do when a titan's about to ask you a favor. My friends left. Sam and Nell helped Jenifer up. Jason glanced back at me one more time. I grinned and clenched my fist. He knew what I meant and smiled. When they were gone I looked around. "Tray Martin, I need you to do a favor for me." I rolled my eyes. "And what's that?" I asked. "I need you to go to Miami Florida on your quest, find some way to get there, and go to Warehouse FL in Mamouth Park Warehouse & Co. Then I want you to bring me what is in that warehouse. Fail to do this and your friends and family die. I have ways of doing this," the voice said. My path was clear to me now. I knew my part in the prophecy; the gods knew it too. It was not to stay or go, that had been decided for me. It was whether or not I help the titans. I knew what to do. "Fine, I'll do it. But don't touch them." My voice was fierce, and my eyes black. "Good." I could feel the evil in the room. "I'm sending you back to where you came from. All of you. Go, now." There was a blinding white light and we were back at the campsite by Las Vegas. "WHAT!? That was cheap! We learned nothing!" Jenifer yelled. I was deadly pale, my eyes were black, and there was heat coming off me in waves. I felt like I was going to faint. "Tray, you ok?" Jason asked. I felt distant. Gone. No longer trusted. Because I was all those things, and I knew it. "I'm fine. I just need some air." I walked off into the forest, not looking back. I stayed close enough to still see it, but I needed time alone.

//Jenifer//

I lay down and hyperventilated. Jason put a blanket over me and gave me some food."Are you okay, Jen?" Sam asked worriedly. Before I could answer her, I passed out again. I was in the clearing at camp, alone with my sword. A hellhound came running though, and on it was Nick. "Fancy seeing you here, Jenifer," he said. Same blue eyes. "Nick. What do you want?" I asked.  "Well, well, well. Still the same snotty Jenifer. You should have a lesson on manners." He drew his sword and I drew mine. He flipped his blade into the air and caught it singlehanded. "Show off," I snapped. He lunged and flung my sword out of my hands. He was a good swordsman. But I was better. I punched right between his eyes, he went crosseyed, and I grabbed his sword. "Show off," he mocked. We continued to fight; soon it became a fistfight. I punched and ducked, parried and swiped. Soon I somersaulted through his legs and kicked him as I rolled away. He threw his hands up in surrender. "You're quick on you're feet when they're not duct-taped." He smiled and snapped his fingers. Instantly I was back on the log around a campfire.

Tray-

I walked back into camp, Jenifer was sitting up underneath a blanket. She'd obiously just passed out. I needed to talk to her. "Jen, you ok?" I asked. She nodded. "Ya, fine." "We need to talk." I helped her up and lead her into the forest. We sat on a bigish log and she started. "Wha'ts up?" "A lot of things. First of all, why'd you pass out?" I asked. "What do you mean?" She was cautious. "When you passed out, I know you saw something. "Well, ya." "What, or who?" I asked. She looked annoyed, but I had to know. "Nick. The kid who kidnapped me. He was there. We were sword fighting." I smiled. "You mean the boy you like who just happens to like you back?" She blushed. "How would you know?" "I have ways." I grinned. My ways were the way they looked at each other. I knew it was true. "Right, just like you and Jason?" She had touched a nerve. My smile fadded. I wasn't, no, I couldn't like Jason. It wasn't allowed. "What's wrong?" she asked. I found myself revealing everything to her. "I'm not allowed to like anyone. Hades would hate it, the things I have done, and the things I'm going to do don't let me." She smiled. It was the first time in weeks we'd had a conversation like this, with no arguing or yelling. "Ya you can. You can't let other people rule YOUR life. It's always your choice, no matter what." "My choice," I repeated. That was something I wasn't used to. I never got a choice. Demi-gods in general never got a choice. Maybe it was different now? We walked back to the campsite in silence. Sam was right. When Jen wasn't yelling her words stuck with you.

Tray-

"Jen, I know you said we should rest, but I think we should got to Miami next." Time to make my promise to the titans real. "What? Why?" She asked. "I just have a felling. I think it's where we need to be." She stared at me matter-of-factly. "Your last felling almost got us killed." She said. "Hey, look, there's no titans lair in Miami, and there's no Underworld either." I reasoned. She thought about it for a minute. "Fine," She said finally. "But if it almost gets us killed AGAIN, then we're asking Sam where to go. Or I'll just dicide." She continued. "Got it?" Her voice was stern. "Got it." I nodded.

That night I had a dream. I was definatly in Miami 'cause it was hot, and I could hear the ocean from where I was. I walked up to the ocean, dread filled me. I'd been afraid to fly and swim since the day I was born, and I hadn't been shy about it. My mom had said it was normal for a girl my age. As a grew up, I realised it wasn't. Standing in front of the water now made me want to swim. I had no idea why though. I pulled off my sweat shirt, and my socks and shoes. I stepped gingerly into the water. It was cool, and the sand felt good between my toes. I dove in head-first. I started swimming to! I knew this was a dream 'cause in real life I couldn't swim to save my life. I began to think I would need to. The weirdist part was, I could breath. Now I knew I couldn't do that! I swam deeper, the presure should have crushed me by now, and it would have to, if it hadn't been a dream. I started to near the bottom. I noticed something odd, city lights. There was a city down here! Realisation swept through me. I was heading strait for Posidan's castle! There was a million to one chance he was going to kill me, I needed to get out of here now! The thing is my legs wouldn't listen to me! They just kept pushing me closer and closer to death. Now my arms were helping. 10 feet, 9 feet, 8 feet, 7 feet, 6 feet, 5 feet, 4 feet, 3 feet, 2 feet, 1 foot. There I was, a daughter of Hades swimming strait into Posidan's castle. I was a gonner. Posidan swam up. "Tray Martin?" He asked. "Yes?" My answer was in the form of a question. "Fallow me." He swam away and I fallowed. He looked pritty odd, not what I was used to. He had a long blue fish tail, and a small white beard, with a thick white mustache. "Ever think about shaving?" I asked. "A god cannot change the way they look in their domain." He snapped. Oh gods, Sam would have killed me for saying that. "Just trying to make conversation." That too. "Well don't." He snapped again. I had a feeling the god of the sea didn't like me to much. We continued down a narrow path and I was surprised the big guy fit. We passed lots of doors, and a ton of mirrors. I didn't ask why they were there, even thought I was extremly curious. "We're here." He'd stopped at a balcony. If you fell you'd drop into a deep, dark cavern. It would kill you on land. Under water it probubly wasn't so bad. Posidan raised his tritant and something shinny came flying out of the cavern. It was shinning like the sun. I couldn't tell what it was. He grabbed it in his hand and gave it to me. It was a shell, nothing too big or flashy. Just a plain and simple conch shell. "Give this to my daughter." He sounded sad. "Which one?" He egnored me. "Tell her she is the light, and that only she can save my palace when the time comes. "Wait! Which one?!" I shouted. "The first, not the second, the first." That confused me even more. "Can't you just tell me her NAME?!" I shouted, something that sounded like a whirlpool screamed out. I couldn't hear a thing. Posidan's lips moved, but he spoke to softly, and the sound drouned out all I could hear. "What?!" He raised his hand in farewell. "Good-bye Tray Martin, and don't forget what I've told you!" He called. "Oh! So I can hear THAT!" I snapped sarcasticly. "The first, not the second, the first." He said. That was the last thing I heard from Posidan because then everything went black and I woke up in the campsite, Jason right next to me. "SAM! NELL! I NEED TO TALK TO YOU!!" I yelled. Everyone shot up. "Why'd you have to scream?" Sam asked sleepily. "Because I just talked to your dad, and he wants me to give something to one of you the first one, not the second, the first, and he wants to tell you that only you can save his palace when the time comes, and-" Nell cut me off. "Wait, what? Repeat what you just said slower." So I told them. I told them everything in great detail about my visite to Posidan's castle. When I was done no one spoke. I stared at them desprately. "Does anyone know what that means?!" I asked desprately. They shook their heads. "No." Sam said quietly. 

Tray-

I yawned. "Ya, huh? Whatdya want?" I asked groggily. "You know!" Sam hissed. "Huh? I know what?" I was still half-asleep. Sam slapped me. That woke me up. "Owwww!" I shouted. "What was that for?!" Sam looked really angry. "You know who the first is, don't you! You're just keeping it a secret!" She snapped. "Huh?" I asked weekly. "Who is it Tray!" Sam shouted. "I have no idea what you're talking about." I yawned again. "Hey, do you know what we're having for breakfast?" I asked. She slapped me again. "FOCUS! Who is the first!?!" she shouted. "I don't know! Don't you think I'd tell you if I knew?" Her face was red and the anger in her eyes was almost unbareable. "NO! You wouldn't, would you! You'd keep it to yourself because you're soooo special! Everything's about you isn't it?! You're the one who got the shell in the first place, you're the one who met ALL of our parents, you're the one who's in so much pain because her dad doesn't even love her!" she shouted. My eyes turned black. "That's not at all what I think!" "Well you'd better start because that's the only way you get ANY attention! No really cares for you! Especialy not your dad!" I didn't know what to think. Sam was never this way! She was the mellow one! The one who kept us balanced! How could she just all of a sudden explode. "Is that what you think?" I couldn't keep the hurt out of my voice. "That's what I know!" She spat. "Fine then! No one likes me, got it. Then I'll just keep the shell because apparently that's the only reason anyone likes me, and I'll go back to bed, and never help you again? Does that sound good to you?!" I didn't wait for an answer. I stormed of to the tent I shared with Jenifer and Jason. I lay down on my sleeping bag next to Jason's and shut my eyes. Within secconds I was sound asleep.

Tray-

I coughed a couple times then screamed. "JENIFER! JASON! NELL!" "What! What is it?" Jason shouted. They came up holding swords. "What the?" Musta been a pretty odd scene. I had on a black t-shirt with a gray skull and gray pajama pants with black skulls on them and I was soaking wet. Sam was passed out on the ground. "Tray, what happened?" Jenifer asked. "It's a LONG story." I told them the whole story, starting when she woke me up. When I ended Jason put a blanket around my shoulders. "Jenifer, you and Nell take Sam to her tent. I'll take Tray and get her warmed up." Jason said. He lead me to our tent; there was a fire in the center of the tent. He hugged me to keep me warm. My teeth chattered. "Why water?" I complained. "I'm, freezing!" He laughed, then he kissed me. After what felt like hours: "Warm now?" he asked. "Burning." I muttered.

Sam-

I woke up and moaned. Sun was shining  through the tent opening. I had to apologize. I got up and felt really dizzy. I remembered last night and how I had fainted. Rubbing my eyes I walked out and saw Jenifer, Tray ,Jason and Nell sitting around a campfire. I sat down and Nell handed around sausage and bread. "Uh Tray?" She looked up her face was shining. "I'm sorry." I continued. "No, problem it was my fault." Tray was being nice. Oh well. "So, we're going to Miami, right?" Nell asked. "Yep." Jennifer's mouth was full of food. "But how?" I asked. "That problem is solved." Tray got up and whistled and Shadow came up. "We're going to... er... shadow travel." I tried to hide my terror. "Yep. Come on everybody eat up and we'll go to Miami." 

Tray was the first to get on Shadow. She calmed her down and the rest of us squeezed on. Tray whispered something in her ear and she ran towards a tree. I felt a scream well up in my throat and suddenly we were in Miami. On a beautiful beach. "WoW!" Was all I could say.

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//Jenifer//

I sat up and yawned. There was screaming outside, and it sounded as if all the gods were standing out side of our tent arguing on what to make us for breakfast. At least, that was what I hoped. I could use some godly pancakes. Except it was Tray. Screaming at Sam. And water was splashing against our tent. I shook Jason awake. I guess I looked a mess, because he punched my head. "Evil zombie, go away." He muttered groggily. "Jason, it's Tray and Sam!" That got him up. He grabbed his bow and and I grabbed my sword. We charged out of the tent, and Nell was already out there, trying to stop the hurricane that was throwing Tray up and down the water spout. Jason ran up and helplessly tryed jumping up and down to get Tray. "Ah, boys." I muttered. "Always so helpless." I summoned some electricity (just enough to shock her, like when you rub your socks on carpet and then poke your friend.) I was about to channel the electricity when she passed out. Nell brought Tray down safely and had enough energy to walk next to Sam and then black out next to her sister. Jason ran towards Tray but slipped on the wet grass. Always helpless, as I said before. I floated up on a coloumn of air to reach her with out slipping. See, girls use their brains. But then again, a son of Apollo couldn't very well make a coloumn of air, maybe a ray of sunshine. But slipping on wet grass isn't very herroic. I landed gracefully next to Tray, who was soaking wet. She spit water out onto the ground. "Come on, Tray, let's get you next to the fire." I didn't wait for her answer, but I think it was something like, "A awighaet." I think she was still half asleep, or she was chocking on water. I still don't know. But anyways, I managed to get an air colomn under her, but by then Hero Jason showed up, picked her up, and took her to the camp fire. I guess you could do the manual way, but she would have like floating. Jason kept on tripping and almost dropping her, but I used the air to keep his balance so that Tray wouldn't think he was a weak unbalanced wimp. I'll get him to thank me later. Jason put a blanket on her and started muttering a spell, and soon the color returned to her face. Meanwhile, the two daughters of Poseidon were sitting on the wet grass, gasping for air. As the leader, I couldn't very well make them lay there forever, so I grabbed their sleeping bags and wrapped them up. Taking the last bit of my energy, I enveloped us in a cusion of warm air so that we would heat up. I didn't dare do anything else, in case I might be joining the Passed Out Party. Jason yelled at me to rest, and that was the last thing I heard before falling down asleep.

I woke up to the smell of burnt sausages. Nell was poking the fire and everyone one else was sitting nibling on sausages and bread. Sam passed one to me. Nell and Sam were sitting together, and Jason and Tray, so I go a log to myself. Tray put her head on Jason's shoulder and sipped some tea that we had foraged. Pine and grass tea. Yum. But anyways, something was going on with Jason and Tray. I'll figure out later. Sam yawned, "So, what now?" "We need to get to Miami." Tray and I both said. She blushed, and scooted backwards towards the shadows. "We need to get to Miami." I repeated. "Right now I would say that we're in eastern Louisianna, near New Orleans. So we need Sam and Nell to get us across the Gulf of Mexico, around the tip of southern Florida, and then stop in Miami. Think you could do that?" I asked. They nodded. "Well then, it would take us about a week. Sound good?" Tray stood up and shook her blanket off. "Or if we shadow travel then it would take us about a minute. Sound better?" They all nodded and followed Sam towards the trees. "Yeah, we could do that. Sure. Why not?" I muttered, gathering all of our stuff alone.

Can someone give me a summary of what happened?  Because I'm too lazy to read it all.

@ANALESIA@

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