Betrayal. You never thought you’d feel it quite as bad as this. Standing in the woods at camp, fireworks booming overhead, veins thrown with the excitement of coming home from your first quest. Now, you stood across your best friend, Luke, the distance between the two of you almost painful.

You stared at him, face glowing vibrant colors from the show overhead. He was the lightning thief. You almost didn’t believe it, that this was some cruel joke on his part. But Luke wasn’t smiling.