memory (hiatus)

Chapter 22: Flashback, Mashbake

Disclaimer: I don't own PJO, just the plot is mine. 

Piper's POV:

Kidnapped. The word echoed around her head. 

"Um, Piper, are you okay?"

The voice brought back a flood of memories in her head. 

Electric blue eyes, full of intensity. 

"You should stop dating me! It's dangerous for you."

"This is no place for a Hollywood starlet."

"We have to stop them!"

"My friends are in danger."

A gunshot. 

Hysterical laughing. 

The horrible scent of blood. 

Gas filling her nose and mouth. 

Unbearable pain in her legs. 

Piper screamed, but she was back in the world again, strong arms holding her up. 

"Are you okay, Piper?" Annabeth said. 

Piper nodded shakily. "Yeah, I just, well, had some weird flashbacks there. Um, the good news?"

Annabeth still looked concerned, but said, "Well, everybody else is alive. We tried to go where the stormers told us, but somebody ambushed us."

Piper furrowed her eyebrows. "Who?"

"Couldn't tell," Percy said. "They had dark purple shirts and some sort of tattoo maybe?"

Jason started shaking. "I don't know why... but that seems so familiar. Like, flashbacks overtook me when we were attacked. "

"Same," Piper said. "About the flashback part, I mean."

Tattoos and dark purple shouldn't have triggered anything. It was the most random combination, ever! So why was it so.... recognizable. Piper pushed, pushed for something useful....and a flashback overwhelmed her. 

"I was recruited when I was thirteen."

"They're good people!"

A wolf icon.

A blur of purple.

The flash of a gold knife. 

A gold splotch. 

Silver and gold dogs barking erratically. 

Piper gasped, and the scenes dissolved. 

"Are you okay? Like, seriously," Hazel said. 

On the other side of the room, Jason was getting up too. 

"I don't know, I... saw more weird things," Piper said. 

"Should we go to sleep?" Frank said, yawning. 

"It's only seven fifteen, though," Piper said, holding back a yawn. 

Annabeth sighed. "We got up at five am, so maybe it's time for sleep."

Piper shrugged. "Okay."

A few minutes later, they were all settled, except for Piper. She could hear the gentle snoring, but she herself couldn't sleep. She stared at the ceiling, kept awake by something she didn't know. 

Finally, a few hours later, she finally fell asleep, hoping for quiet solace in her dreams. But no such thing happened. In fact, her dreams were a bit more chaotic.