not very pretty, but we sure know how to run things [saph]

Fern loved sleeping like every other teenager did. Sleep just let her get away from everything in the world. Because try as she might, she attempted to ignore everything and everyone but that didn't seem to work. Some people just didn't understand the phrase, "Leave me alone or I'll break your arm." People were just too clingy these days and they were starting to affect her, and frankly she didn't like it. She actually had a few (which was technically two) friends. She didn't like them, but they're sweet personalities were starting to rub off on her. She didn't want to change. She wanted to stay the same way she was right now. It was better for everyone. For her.

Fern was currently having a dream, not a nightmare. It was rare she had a dreamless sleep, nonetheless a dream. This one had a happy memory of her and her dad going to get ice cream at the ice cream truck parked down the street. Her cousin, Karma, seemed to be placed into the dream even though she would've preferred it to be just her and her father. No matter, she was enjoying the dream. It seemed real to her and she wished it was real. She wished she was five again and her father was still alive. She wished her and Karma were still close like they used to be. But there was only one problem with that. She didn't like the old Fern. She didn't want the old Fern. The old Fern was sweet and put others first before herself. Old Fern had billions of friends and was actually nice to people. A part of her was terrified to go back to that again, but another part of her wanted to go back to that type of Fern.

It was sometime around the middle of the morning like ten or eleven, and she was still sleeping. Fern knew she had training this morning. She just simply didn't feel like going. No one dared to bother her. There wasn't a brave enough soul to bother the daughter of Nemesis. She wanted it that way. Hell, she liked it that way. She was tired from the night before. She had stayed up late in the forest taking pictures of the night sky and surrounded by her own thoughts. It was peaceful until she remembered what had killed Kalina. It had immediately killed the mood of wanting to take pictures and went back to her cabin. She wasn't afraid of it; Fern Daniels wasn't afraid of anything. It was just her instincts telling her she shouldn't have been there at that time. So she had decided to follow her instincts and leave. It didn't matter to her considering she had taken some great pictures and she was safe. She was enjoying her sleep of pink lemonade ice cream with gummy bears and playing with the puppies in the park down the road with Karma and her father without being bothered.

Fern was enjoying a great sleep that she rarely got without being interrupted. She heard voices every now and then that were somehow incorporated into her dream. She blocked them, not paying much attention to them. She had learned to do that over the years when she had first started living in the busy cabin. She hated it, but there wasn't much she could do about it. She heard two boys and a girl arguing, how much she wished to see that argument. But she didn't want to interrupt the dream she was having. That was more important than a petty argument and no one seemed to bother her. She had made sure of that the last time someone had interrupted a good dream of hers.

A few minutes later, a girl yelled at Fern to wake up. She ignored that and how the girl pulled off her cover. She didn't it anyway, and she couldn't have cared less. It changed when the girl threatened her. She wanted to laugh at the girl. No one threatened Fern Daniels. By the time the girl counted to two, she was out of bed with her dagger out. "Thank you, but I know how to count to five." She said before rolling her eyes. Her hair was standing up in the weirdest places, and her clothes were disheveled. That didn't matter though. That didn't stop her from teaching a girl to not interrupt her sleep. "What the hell's your problem? I don't even know who the hell you are, and to be honest I don't give a crap." She said before studying the girl. She had seen her around the cabin, but never paid much attention to her. Fern didn't pay much attention to anyone, but herself. She knew her name, Raziel, but that was it. She looked similar to the old Hera cabin leader, but Fern couldn't so sure.

Fern glanced at the two boys in the corner who were standing there awkwardly not wanting to look at the two girls. "Too scared to wake me up yourself?" She asked with a smirk. "If you don't mind, which I really don't care if you do, I'm going back to bed. And you can go tell Chiron that too." She said bit loudly and dramatically. She quickly glanced from the two boys to the girl before laying down in her own bunk and pulling the covers up.

Fern wasn't really paying attention to what the girl was saying, and she didn't care. She tried, more like attempted, to go back to sleep, but couldn't because the girl wouldn't stop rambling. Whatever she was saying went through one ear and out the other. It was when she pulled the covers off that made her blood boil. Her eyes widened in anger before she got up in less than a few seconds. She was pissed off now, maybe even beyond that. But something made her wish this would turn into a fight. She had been dying for a fight for awhile, but no one was brave enough to step up to the daughter of Nemesis. All the other campers had powers, but somehow she had always made her way around them. She grabbed her dagger that was on the ground now and threw it at the two boys. It landed just on top of one of their heads, if he wouldn't just stood on his tip toes it would've reach his head. The two boys backed up a few more feet their faces having fear written all over it. Fern turned back to the girl crossing her arms over her chest. "Like them huh?" She glanced at two boys who looked prepared to run. She rolled her eyes. "Yes because I look like two scared wimps who can't stand up to a sixteen year old girl. But what makes you so special? Just because you can pull some covers off of me and pretend to act tough that means you could do whatever the hell you want?" She said before leaning in towards the girl. "I could make your worst nightmares a reality." She said, her voice as deadly as venom.

Fern watched as the girl walked away, and she being the cocky girl she was, smiled. She won and she was happy she could finally do whatever the hell she wanted to now. She certainly wasn't going back to bed now. She couldn't with her nerves on edge and her blood boiling already. She walked up to the two boys and grabbed her dagger which had made an indent in the wall. The two boys backed away even more practically at the door now. She rolled her eyes before making her way back to her bed. She glanced at the girl before rolling her eyes at her too.

Fern rolled her eyes as the girl laughed. She could've sworn one of the boys winced at it. She glanced at them, and the two boys were practically hugging each other for protection. She laughed at the sight of them. Cowards, She thought. Why the hell are they even still here? They at least have some guts to stay. She would have preferred that they stayed to have more of an audience. It was hilarious to see them scared of the two girls just yelling. She was just waiting for the fight, and she knew it was going to come. She could tell from the girl's façade that Fern was making her blood boil, and all that Fern did was smile maliciously. She enjoyed the sigh of pushing someone's button way too far.

Fern could feel the room heating up to a warmer temperature. It was bizarre considering the Her cabin was almost always cold all the time. She glanced at the other girl to see flames on her. That was all she needed to find out who she was. Raziel, daughter of Hyperion. Fern had heard of her a few times, but never actually met her face to face. She was the sister of the dead Hera cabin leader, Kalina. Kalina had been a great cabin leader even if she was too peppy for her type. The new one was annoying as hell even if she had never met her just yet. She watched her from a distance at time and Fern already hated her, and that said something. She was in the middle of thinking of a plan when Raziel grabbed her hand that was in flames. It sent a hot, searing pain up her arm that she would probably never forget. She thought of something fast to say. "Would Kalina approve of this?" As soon as the words came out of her mouth, she knew she hit a weak spot. With a smirk on her face, Fern pushed the girl with her free hand before backing away.

She threw her dagger at the two boys again which made them burst out of the cabin in a full run. Fern ran to grab her dagger again and walked back to where Raziel was, still standing a few feet away from her incase she attacked her again. Her hand still stung from the flames, but it was dulled out by something else inside of her. Revenge, a feeling she got too often, but never this strong before. "I can tell you don't like the new Hera cabin leader." She said choosing her words carefully. "I don't either. So perhaps we could get some revenge?" She said with the same smirk she gave Raziel only a few moments ago. Fern didn't know exactly why she was getting revenge on the new Hera cabin leader, but it didn't matter. It was probably a dumb idea, and Raziel would probably attack her again. But she was a good ally to have and she reminded her of herself in some ways.

Fern had been sure that the question would make Raziel pause, and it did. Watching her, made Fern feel a bit bad. Maybe she gone a bit too far. She wanted to apologize, but something told her not to. The other girl had practically burned her and that was the only thing that would probably make her stop.

Fern watched as Raziel took a few deep breaths before letting the hand holding her dagger drop to her side. "Um sorry about that. Guess I went a little too far." She apologized. She felt bad for the other girl because it reminded her of when her own father died. No one had been there to comfort her and everyone had been oblivious to the fact that she had obviously been depressed. There wasn't much she could do about it, and that was when the change happened. She went from the sweet Fern who put others first to the terrifying rude Fern who would do anything to get you to leave her alone. "It sucks. I know, I remember that feeling." She admitted to Raziel.

The new Hera cabin leader had left Fern suspicious of her. There was something about her that made Fern's insides twist like she couldn't be trusted. She questioned whether the new leader was part of Kronos' Army, but she had been part of the search teams. She didn't know how the cabin leader acted though, she could've been an exact replica of Kalina for all she knew. Raziel had been part of her team and got to experience her first hand, but by the way she acted when she mentioned the new cabin leader, Fern knew she hated her. She didn't blame her. Raziel was right though; she had never seen the new cabin leader around the Hera cabin. She had been at camp for awhile now and knew practically everyone in the cabin except for her. Fern didn't even know her name which just made it odd. She shrugged. "It's time I got up anyway." She responded lamely before adding, "And you're a bit like me in some ways. Just imagine us as cabin leader instead of that other one." She said the last part with a disgusted look on her face before scrunching up her nose. Fern could only imagine them as cabin leaders instead of the new one. She would've already made some changes, good ones too. She realized she would have to be nice to people if she ever was going to become cabin leader, but it was worth it to be cabin leader instead of the new one.

Fern watched as the other girl considered her offer. She didn't care if she declined or accepted, she could always find someone else to help her (someone she hadn't scared the living daylights out of yet). Something about it just seemed powerful to her. Fern Daniels, Hera cabin leader. She would be able to handle the amount of campers in the cabin, but there was one thing she didn't like about the position. She had to be nice to people, something she didn't enjoy. But it was worth it to replace that other cabin leader. It was weird though considering Fern had never met the cabin leader only seen her from afar. People said not to judge a book by it's cover, but it was something she had learned to do to see what someone was like without getting too close. The cabin leader radiated power, but the wrong kind of power. She couldn't put her finger on it about what the girl wanted, but she wouldn't be surprised if she happened to take over camp. Fern wouldn't let that happen, she would have to be dead to let that happen.

Fern watched Raziel with careful eyes as she told her response. "Okay, fine with me." She said shrugging it off. She started considering a few people here and there, but none of them seemed to spark her interest. It didn't matter, she could always do it by herself which she certainly didn't mind. She already had a few ideas in her head about getting to know the cabin leader more, learn her strengths and weaknesses. It couldn't be that hard, for Fern at least anyway. She was used to it by now.

Fern grabbed her hairbrush and quickly ran it though her hair a few times in thought. After she finished, she grabbed a pencil and a notepad to her bunk. She quickly started jabbing notes here and there before she remembered Raziel was still there. She glanced up at her. "You can go back to whatever you were doing." She said not paying much attention to her as she wrote down more sloppy notes. She certainly wasn't going to training anytime soon. It wasn't like she needed it, she practically went to the arena everyday.

Fern looked back up at the other girl as she started talking again. "Now you want to join me? And yes that's exactly what I'm getting at." She said with a smirk. She considered an idea before standing back up with her notepad in her right hand and her pencil in the other. "You've met her before right?" She asked as she continued thinking.