Sanubis I: Finding Success *EDITING IN PROGRESS*

Chapter 6

My eyes flutter open, taking in an unfamiliar surrounding . Black curtains, black bedspread, black walls. Nico's cabin. Cool. The scent couldn't be more familiar, though. I cuddled up in Anubis's arms and sighed in oblivion.

After about 5 minutes, I reluctantly pry myself from Anubis's arms and wake him up. We get dressed and head towards what Nico explained was where our meals would be served. As we wait in line to fill our trays up with food, I suddenly remember Annabeth mentioning Travis.

"Hey, Anubis, who do you think Travis is?" I questioned, grabbing an apple and putting it on my tray beside my bacon. Mmmm, bacon.

"I dunno, Sades. But I have a feeling whoever he is and wherever he's at is pretty important from the way Annabeth told Connor."

I nod, making a mental note to ask Annabeth about it. From the way Connor's face turned ghostly white at Travis's mention, asking him would probably be too emotional. Annabeth didn't look so happy, either.

I notice Nico sitting alone by himself at a table painted pitch black. Big shocker. I giggle as he stabbed a pancake with his fork and watched him frown as it slid right off. I tug on Anubis's shirt and saunter towards him.

"Goooooood morning, Nico! How are you this fine day?" I question, seeing he's definitely not the type of person to strike me as liking mornings. I get a glare in response.

Anubis and I settle down on the bench and start eating.

"Hey Nico, what's going on with Travis?" Anubis questions.

Nico frowns and sets his fork down. "Travis is Connor's twin brother. He went missing about a month ago leaving no trace. People think that my father is behind it, but I would know if he was. He wouldn't be able to stand an Apollo kid, anyways. They're too happy. Anyways, they're sending a search party out later today. Annabeth is the leader." He thoughtfully munches on a piece of bacon. "Everyone's really devastated about it. I can't believe I'm saying this, but I really do miss the pranks they would play on me. Of course, Connor still does, but it's not the same and Connor isn't thinking straight."

The three of us are silent for a while. Playful Connor has a twin? Come to think of it, he did seem kind of upset. I wipe my mouth with my arm and get up to throw away my trash.

I stride towards the table with a new set of mind. "I'm going with," I state.