Save me! {SNI}

Kennedy charged toward the enemy demigods, wielding a large sword. She swung the sword and slashed at the enemy. She wasn't the strongest, but she knew how to fight. Not far out of sight was her brother Travis, trying to fight. He wasn't the fighting type, but he did love the camp. And he took his girlfriend, Olivia's place, refusing to let her fight. Sometimes she wished that someone cared enough to do that for her. Side tracked, she turned to begin fighting again when she was suddenly caught off guard by an enemy demigod. About to open her mouth to scream for help, the demigod whipped out his dagger and stabbed her right in the stomach. Holding in a cry of pain, she placed her hands over the wounds, putting pressure on it. She refused to die. Not like this. She tried walking off the battlefield, but had no such luck. She dropped to her knees, her eyes wet from the excruciating pain. She hunched over, luckily falling over under a tree in the shade. She was almost unseen, it would save her for now. She curled into a ball, making an attempt to cry for help every few minutes. "Someone.. anyone... help me..." She was trying to scream, but came out in a normal tone. She was certain she was left for dead. She would never see anyone again. She glanced around at the camp, only seeing people dying on contact. She wishes she just would have been slaughtered, instead of living the rest of her life in pain. She tried thinking of the good things that happened at camp. Like finding her brother and Olivia. Her only friends. really. She struggled to keep her eyes open. "Help... help.." she still croaked out.

Kennedy, watching with her vision slightly blurred, saw a boy jump down from the tree above her and tackling the boy who had just attacked her. She slowly sat up, watching as the boy pounded the other in the face. She watched as the boy marched over to her. She listened to his question and looked down to her hands that were drenched in her own blood. At least the pressure she kept stopped most of her bleeding. "When I get some bandages, I should be fine, thanks to you." she weakly smiled, standing up unsuccessfully. She sat on the ground, sore from the minor stab wound. That would leave a bruise. Kennedy looked up to the boy. "What's your name? I think I should know the name of my hero." she said with a slight laugh. "The name is Kennedy, by the way." she slightly smiled.