maribelle park just wanted her string to lead to frank zhang, but his string only led him to hazel levesque. until, maribelle's mother sends her on a quest with frank, hazel, and a new boy by the name of percy jackson.
[ frank zhang ]
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twelve. how to mend a broken . . . wrist
THEY WALKED FOR ABOUT AN HOUR. Maribelle, for once, was glad she wore tennis shoes rather than her usual expensive pair of platforms. They would've been ruined in this terrain. She keeps an eye on her wrist, it was throbbing and turning a deep purple color.
It was about midnight when the sun finally set and it grew cold in the woods. The stars were so thick, Maribelle almost wanted to stop and point out all the constellations she could recognize. She was really good at that kind of thing. Then the northern lights appear.
"That's amazing," Frank comments.
"Bears," Hazel points ahead. There were a few brown bears lumbering in the meadow a few hundred feet away, their coats gleaming in the starlight.
Maribelle watches them in awe.
"They won't bother us," Hazel promises, "Just give them a wide berth."
A land beyond the gods. For a moment, Maribelle thought of the harsh wilderness, there were no rules here, no destinies or prophecies. No gods begging them to do their bidding. This was what Gaea wanted, and for a moment Maribelle didn't see how that could be such a bad thing. But, she quickly pushes the thought aside, feeling sick for thinking it. The last time she'd been encouraged to believe something like that—Maribelle shakes her head as if to rid herself of the thoughts. Gaea wasn't a gentle goddess. She was vengeful and violent.
After another couple of hours, they finally come across a tiny village between the railroad tracks and a two-lane road.
They pass a couple of houses, a post office, and some trailers. Everything was dark and closed up. On the other end of town was a store with a picnic table and an old rusted petrol pump in front.
The store had a hand-painted sign that read: MOOSE PASS GAS.
"That's just wrong," Frank says.
They all collapse around the picnic table.
Maribelle shrugs off her backpack as carefully as possible to not bother her wrist. She needed ambrosia. Hazel puts her head in her hands and passes out, snoring. Frank takes out his last sodas and some granola bars from the train ride and shares them with Percy, Maribelle refused.
"What happened?" Percy asks as he chews his granola.
Maribelle shrugs and continues to try and unzip her backpack with one hand, "When the gryphons got me. Fell."
