"Are you ready?"

"Thought you'd see the last of me, but baby, I'm back,"

"I had a couple other names, but now they're calling me 'mad'."

"They tried to burn me at the stake, want me to bury the axe."

"Oh, that's so sad."

"Got a dozen people stuck inside of my head."

"I'll make a different alter ego when I want to be dead."

"Don't be so mad."

"Be aggressive, be, be aggressive."

"So now, no matter what you do, you can't escape from my face."

"You made me snap."

"Punk bitch, now I got some new tricks."

Clarisse was your ex-girlfriend; she left you when she realized you were part of Luke's team.

Which was why you started to snap one by one - it was like ice, one step, crack, another step, crack. Until the ice broke and chaos started.

You hadn't known how being a demigod slowly made you mad at everyone - especially the gods and goddesses for neglecting their children including you.

Names were thrown around camp when they realized you were with Kronos - all of them being negative unlike before.

Now it was the two nicknames 'crazy' or 'mad'.

How had Clarisse reacted to this? Well, now she could watch in horror at what her ex-girlfriend slowly went more insane.

It was worse when you did encounter people entering the lair to try to stop Luke - none of them ever came back other than Percy and the others.

They usually ended with broken bones and other injuries. Like someone took their anger out on them.

Luke enjoyed you on his team - and how you took your anger in everyone who made you mad. You took your anger on them enough to ensure they were really dead.

The anger had overtaken you - which left most of camp always looking twice to make sure nobody entered camp.

The more and more things happened - more chaos happened. All of them including you.

The ice had cracked, and now everyone was in danger.

Clarisse could just wish you somehow recovered - and how now, present time, she had to hear you being insane in a room alone where you were alone.

A room Chiron had set up - since he had caught you and being the kind ass centaur, he decided to keep you in a room to 'nurse you back to health'.

After a small war had happened between Kronos and camp - most of the campers got injured or some of Kronos' worshippers.

Including you, which was why you still had the evidence of injuries on you.

The other Apollo campers who had helped you decided to just get Clarisse to help you last second because they were 'scared'.

Fucking pussies.

That was what Clarisse had muttered under her breath - her ex-girlfriend was something though, she was a bit worried too.

Now, here she was, entering the room and closing the door behind her. You were lying on white bed, playing with- fucking crayons since apparently Chiron said it was 'calming'.

Clarisse held two things - supplies for health, like a first-aid kit and some food that the cooks had made. Which was- probably not that good. "C'mon, sit up." Clarisse patted your thigh as she sat at the edge of the bed.