Daughter eclipse

Ch.1 Caleena

"Run. Run. Run." It's the only coherent thought I have as my feet pound against the frozen ground. We've been on our own for less than a week and we're are already on the "monster-dar" as my twin calls it. I suppose I should have known better considering we're half bloods but...I had hoped for more time.
Someone slams into me, I stumble almost falling and curse as I realize it's my sister. "Merda! Davvero Astra!?(Crap! Really Astra!)" "Sorry!" She squeaks. I grab her wrist and take off again hearing the cyclops crashing through the woods behind us. "Climb." I pointed to a red wood with branches low enough for her to climb.
I don't have time to wait for an answer before sprinting towards large pines growing just close enough for a skinny teen to get through. I suck in a breath as the one eyed lumpy face of my attacker stares at me as he starts yanking trees out of his way. I attempt to hide my fear sliding my set of celestial bronze throwing knives out, one to the eye, it screams. I hesitate. Focas Cal! One to its massive forehead. Screams. Blood. No! Don't think about it! He-it would kill you without hesitation! One to the throat, curtain call for mister cyclops. I shudder trying to calm my breathing. Too late. I vomit all over a tree to the dismay of a very angry sounding nymph. I shakily gather my knives and return to where I left my sister praying my weakness isn't obvious. A half bloods who can't kill monsters? Pathetic! "Sorella(sis)!" I startle looking up to see Astra swinging like an acrobat on the branches of her red wood. Thank the gods she's all right. "Astra. Are you hurt?" We've been practicing our English for years and yet our Greek  "accent" is still noticeable. Bianca told us people don't speak "Ancient Greek" anymore. When did it become ancient? No idea but we can't dwell on it. Her and her adorable brother taught us their native language and English. They said it was what most people spoke in "modern times". Astra finally made it to the ground and gives me this big goofy grin "Sei stata così coraggiosa sorella cara!" "English Astra. We must practice." She scrunches up her face and thinks for a moment "Eww- y-you were...so... brave... sister dearest" I nod immensely grateful she was getting better. "Thank you Azzy. I'm assuming you're uninjured?" "Yep! All good Caleena" I let out a breath I hadn't realized I'd been holding. "Come. We have a long ways to go before we arrive at "camp" Nico wrote about."

Why are we doing this you might ask? Well so am I, because my sister decided on this road trip of hell. But I'll start at the beginning of our sad little tale...or at least at the start of this definitely not a suicide mission trip. "The Lotus hotel and casino" or as me and mine call it, our time capsule. I am Caleena of Athens(is Athens still in existence? Is it part of "ancient" Greece?) and my sister is Astrid of the same. We are children of the gods just not the ones you're thinking of, we are children of the Titans, specifically Euryphaessa and a human. Who's Euryphaessa? Again we don't know(good heavens I'm tired of thinking that) all we know is that she's our mother, she's the titan of the eclipses, we've been in that "hotel" for several thousand years and didn't age a day, and that we know nothing! And we know that our dear friend's are at this "camp" for our kind. For "half bloods" that is.
We know this because Nico Di Angelo wrote of it....but the letter is dated 4 years before the date on the local paper somewhere in "Philadelphia" according to a map I saw a few towns past. My sister was wanting to see those beloved siblings again and so we left the safety net the lotus provided and started walking the several(hundred?) miles to a place called manhattan and the safety of camp half blood. Why would I go with her? Because I miss the sweet Di Angelo children? Because she's my sister? Or maybe because I'm as reckless as she is? Astrid's voice cuts through my anxious thoughts "look Pegasus kin!" She says dreamily pointing to a rust colored pegasus with a rather sort wingspan circling above us. She starts calling to it. Why does she do this? Because she's clearly insane. "Astrid! Do not call to a noble child of Pegasus like some common pet!" Even as I say this the Pegasus kin swoops down and land in front of us. "Sister! The Pegasus kin has joined us! But his wings are so small. Do you think he's waiting for one of those growth spurts Nico mentioned?" The Pterippi(Greek word for pegasus) stomped on the ground and whinied. "I don't speak majestic flying horse but I'd say he's annoyed" the horse nods at me and my sister hurriedly apologizes and asks for a ride to camp. Because asking a wild potentially dangerous winged horse for a ride is a great plan. He nods and bends down for her. "Come. Hurry sister." What. Am. I. Doing!? I climb on behind her against all better judgment solely because I do not wish to misplace my twin. It's calming. Being in the air is amazing, it should terrify me and yet it soothes my frayed nerves(as long as I ignored my sister's giggles and squeals). Like I can take a deep breath after forgetting to breathe for a while(it's a thing alright!) as we fly  glide   soar (nothing seems right for flying on a literal legend) I look at the landscape "cities" that look nothing like my home lands layed out below us and what appears to be buildings that touch the sky(how is it possible?) in the distance.  I lean against Astrid wishing I could see even the smallest trace of the home I know but I know deep down there isn't. My eyes are heavy but I can't sleep now. What if we get attacked! In the air? Am I going crazy? My eyes shut again and I fall into a dream. Home. Sprawling green fields and orchards, simple cottages in a bustling town filled with the laughter and chatter that always annoyed me. I walk up the hill to my favorite spot, my tree overlooking the entire city of Athens and the skyline beyond. There I was talking with him. The only boy in Athens who loved me without expecting anything more from me. Arthur. I sit down exactly where I always sat, right beside him. "—father expects me to join the war efforts. But how do you fight against Titans?" I tuned him out at this point before. I just wanted to look at him and yet here I am wishing I had listened better. Could I have saved him? Probably not. But at least I'd have warning before the calamity struck. The scene changed, I was running through the burning city chaos and carnage everywhere as my sister dragg behind me and Papa in front pulling me along. "—your mother has created a spell. It will keep you alive and prevent aging, moving with the gods. As long as you remain inside your safe." "But Papa, why is it so small? What about you?" He gently pushes me and Astrid in. "NOO! PAPA! NO!" I start crying in both memory and dream as the door shuts and I watch the world burn from my safe little bubble. I wake screaming as I always do from that dream. The last time I saw Papa.... I'm in a bed I realize with a start. "Where-" I start but the sound of foot steps stops me. "You're awake!" Nico Di Angelo, the one who started all of this said but... is it him? He's older, granted he's not much taller than I remember but his hair is longer, he's thinner and paler but I'd recognize him, if it wasn't for the sad-no defeated look in his eyes. "What's wrong? Is it Astrid? Or Bianca-" He winces at the name. "-what happened to Bianca?" I ask slowly trying not to upset him. He looks away and takes a shaky breath "Look Cal, I'm glad you're here and all but a lot has happened and-" another couple of breaths "-we...I-I can't do this. Stay here." He leaves and I start suspecting the truth even before Astrid and a blond boy came in. Astrid was bouncing up and down "This is Will! He's a friend of Nicnic and Bia. He said he needed to talk to us. Did Nico look sad to you?" "He did and I believe its because of what Will needs to tell us so come sit down."