In the Light of Dusk [Wicked, Pinkgirl, and Jess]

Iris's eyes widened for a moment when Kat sidled up to her. Her attempt at being covert had failed. She was at least grateful that Kat wasn't questioning why she'd been slowly moving towards the boy, Colin. Even though she never really cared about what people thought of her, sneaking up on a guy was flat out creepy.
She perked up and smiled.
"Yeah!"
She looked to the Anna girl and Colin.
"Are you two coming?" she asked them, trying to do her best to be polite. She didn't have many friends at camp after all. A few more wouldn't hurt.
Maybe it was spider sense or something, but Iris felt like she was being watched. I looked around the cabins again. There was a girl, maybe fifty feet away from her. She looked irritated. What was more scary to Iris was that she appeared to be alone. Why is she out here? she wondered. The girl was clearly a Hades kids, and they didn't go out much...
Iris dismissed the girl and turned back to the others.

Iris turned around to see that Kat had bumped into the Hades girl. Now that the light was better, Iris could see it was Ivy. Iris never saw much of Ivy, but she knew that she was Alec's girlfriend. Alec had seemed pretty much in love whenever he talked about her. Though, when they'd last spoken, and Iris had asked how Ivy was, Alec had met her face with a scowl.
Iris could see a fight beginning as Ivy grabbed Kat's hair. She rushed between them.
"Everybody, calm down. It's okay, just an accident. No need to fight, Ivy," she hurriedly said to diminish any kind of quarrel. She looked at Ivy.
She had to be a few years younger than her. She hadn't looked friendly when Iris had seen her in the courtyard, and she did not look any kinder now. Iris could understand angry people. She'd been bitter like that once before. When she had left Austin, she pretended to be tough by acting angry. Pretty soon, she was angry, but angry with herself.
Iris pushed those memories to the side. She knew she couldn't have some sort of a mental breakdown now. She looked at the others. Anna just seemed to be noticing what was going, while Colin stared at Iris. She awkwardly smiled at him.

Iris's stomach was doing somersaults. The monsters were everywhere. Kat had a point, how did they keep getting in? Iris had always thought that the supposed protection that the border had was just a bunch of shit.
Colin.
Where was he? Iris's heart was racing. She pulled out from her combat boot a slender and slightly long recorder of all things. She blew into it, playing a three note tune. Suddenly the recorder transformed into her two daggers, ένας and δυο. The blades shined silver in the moonlight. Iris could barely manage to see the Greek symbols that were carved into it. She gripped the stone handles tightly and looked back up at the others.
"Okay, we need some form of a plan. Most importantly, we need to find Colin," she announced to everyone.
Iris imagined walking over the bodies of the fallen, about to step over one more, then noticing it was Colin's bloody and and scarred face. She shivered. Iris had seen Colin around a few times. He had seemed lonely and sad, and he typically avoided people. She had always wanted to, but of course never really had, befriend him. They were mere acquaintances. However, Iris could not bear the thought of Colin dead.
She rose, just in time to see a cyclops, jumping over the shack and onto them. Thinking fast, Iris threw δυο at the beast. The dagger implanted itself in the cyclops's chest. There was a horrible cry.
"EVERYBODY MOVE!" Iris yelled. The girls did as she said. The cyclops fell on what would have been them had they not scrambled away in time. Iris was panting. She approached the monster, removed δυο, and then stabbed it a few more times for good measure. The cyclops disintegrated into golden dust. It had gone back to Tartarus, where it belonged.

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Once, when Iris was trying to sneak onto a cargo train to get from Baltimore to Manhattan, she was perched in a forty foot tall oak tree. It bent so close to the tracks that she was planning to jump like they did in movies. When she heard the train heading her way, she crawled to the end of one of the tree's branches. The train came by with a loud NEEEEEERRRRRR, and she jumped.
Only, the branch snapped under her weight when she stood and she fell face first on to the top of the train. The impact of her stomach on the probably two ton metal of the train did not go well. She fractured one of her ribs and the wind was knocked out of her. She just lay on top of the train for awhile, clutching her stomach, trying to breathe normally. She would have slept where she was, but the night brought wind and cold. She eventually climbed down one of the ladders on the side of the train car and threw herself inside it. She was lucky that the sliding metal doors had fallen off the car, and inside was only water bottles and juice drinks, the one thing Iris had been lacking. Her stomach still ached when she tried gulping down the water.
The feeling of not being able to breathe was back.
no
Iris ran over to Colin and dropped to her knees. Kat was a few steps away, sobbing. Iris removed the dagger. It had buried itself so deep though, it was hard to get out. Tears flooded out of Iris's eyes. It was like someone broke the Hoover Dam.
She put her hand to his temple.
"You're okay, you're fine, you're going to be okay, okay?" she whimpered, stroking his hair now.
"I know I'm not, you don't have to preten-" he began telling her, but Iris refused to let him finish.
"No!" she sobbed. She was about to continue her whimpering but Colin cut her off.
"Iris."
No no no no no, the thought kept tumbling through her mind. This is not happening this is not HAPPENING.
"Love, before I go-"
"DON'T SAY THAT."
"Before, I go," Colin began. His voice was strained. Iris knew she was loosing him. She sobbed again. She couldn't control it.
"Tell me a story..."
Iris laughed. It was a genuine laugh, but mixed with disgusting sorrow of tears and red eyes and a stuffy nose.
"A story? Okay..." she said quietly.
"Once upon a time, there was a little girl who loved adventure..."
Iris told not just any story. She told her story. She told Colin about her adventures when she ran away, she told him about exotic places she'd seen.
Colin smiled. Iris was nearly to the end of the story, when Colin's, head went stiff, and his expression was glassy.
She stopped mid-sentence. She sat there for a moment. Then the crying began again. This time she threw herself over his body, hugging him tightly. She sobbed louder than ever before, the tears falling onto the dirt, creating a tiny puddle.
"No..." she kept crying, it was always no no no no no.
She looked back at Kat and Anna. She sniffled. Then she sat up. She looked at Colin's glassy eyes. They were green. Like moss. Beautiful green. She closed his eyes and kissed his forehead.
"Lonely boy, goodnight."