broken, alone and afraid;

“It obviously it can’t be all bad then.” He jokes with a grin. “Nice to meet you Jamie. Now, what do you reckon we can do here?” He’s grinning, and he can’t help himself. He just feels so much better and happier now that he has sunlight shining down on him. Whenever they are, half of him wishes he could stay here forever.

A grin forms, and Phoenix feels a bit like his normal self for once. The sunshine is doing wonders for his mood, as is all the flowers that surround them. “It’s kinda my thing.” He kids, not wanting to sound like he takes himself too seriously. “Phoenix, head and only member of the Persephone cabin.” He offers a hand, his mood brighter than it had been all day.

Phoenix frowns. He’d been in his new cabin, settling in and trying to clear out some things that had belonged to previous campers, when he blinks and suddenly, he’s not in the cabin any more. He begins to splutter, searching for the words to explain how he feels when another voice beats him to it. “Exactly what I was thinking.” 

He pauses, looking up. How has he been able to tell? Phoenix knew that at the worst of times, he was an easy person to read; the metaphor about the open book had been used to describe him more times than he would care to admit to. “What do you mean?” He questions, biting his lip, full well knowing that Danny’s caught him in a moment where he can’t say he’s fine. He’s too concerned with his thoughts, all so confusing.

He chuckles. “Sorry I’m not quite the greeting you were expecting, I suppose I’ve got something to live up to, then?” Phoenix questions, raising his eyebrow and offering a grin.

But as much as she tried, she couldn’t hide her mind from the monster. It knew who she knew, it knew what she knew, and it knew her daughter was with Liam right now. Her golden eyes flashed as she headed toward Liam’s cabin, not bothering to notice who might come up to her.

He noticed her pace, a giveaway sign that there something good that they could be getting up to. He runs to catch up to her, a grin on his face. “What’ve you discovered? Where are we going?” The Eidolon asks with the excitement of a puppy dog on Christmas day. 

She wipes some blood off of the small blades Lily gifted her for Christmas and hears footsteps nearby. “Who’s there?” Bambi asks, her voice coming out without her consent and in such a malicious tone she can’t believe she was ever capable of making.

He chuckles. “You’re in the presence of an ally, don’t worry.” He assures her. “This one’s useless, though. You got lucky. All he does is cry, waste time, and make stupid videos. He can’t fight, and he doesn’t even have any abilities. I feel like all I can do is watch over anyone we capture.” The Eidolon moans, rolling his head back as he lets out a load sigh. “It’s nice being in a body again though. I’ve missed this.” He eventually concludes, fixing the hair, which is spiked comically in all directions.

“She who walks the floors of hell finds the key to the gates of her own heaven, buried there like a seed.”