Shopping... at places...

I was walking along the streets of manhattan, I just left my mom's appartment. I was visiting her today. Just a short dinner. The wind was blowing against my face as I walked in the bustling streets of New York City. Why was I walking? I don’t know. I had a car, and I could be driving. I just chose not to. I was on the Upper East Side, near 5th avenue. I felt like doing some shopping. I walked into Prada.

Wanted to belong here
But something felt so wrong here
So I pray
I could breakaway
I'll spread my wings and I'll learn how to fly

I was about to leave when I walked into someone. I didn’t like the collection for this winter. I guess, Parada was never really my thing. “It’s okay.” I said. Most of the time, when you were shopping in 5th avenue, if you walked into someone, you were often told off. Since, most rich girls weren’t exactly nice.

I got up. It was Sav, daughter of Nyx. “Oh hey there Sav, what brings you here?” I asked. It wasn’t like her to be shopping on 5th… much less in Parada.

I blushed heavily. "I was bored and it got really cold....so I just stepped into the first shop I saw.What about you?" I asked, curiously.I had never really thought that Korina was the type of person to shop at Prada.

~Call her Kori^^~

Wanted to belong here
But something felt so wrong here
So I pray
I could breakaway
I'll spread my wings and I'll learn how to fly

"I visited my mom and I decided to do some shopping. I guess Parada isn't really my thing." I told her. I looked outside. It WAS really cold. I was snowing a bit too. Thats what happens in NY. It only gets colder.

Wanted to belong here
But something felt so wrong here
So I pray
I could breakaway
I'll spread my wings and I'll learn how to fly

"I don't feel like it. I'll maybe stay at the Plaza. We won't make it back to the camp in time, at least not before my car's snowed in. Where are you going?" I asked her. I guess I may have sounded like a snob staying at the plaza hotel, but it was close and I could afford it. Why not? My mom has only 4 rooms at her place. Not much after you don't have space in the rooms to sleep in.

I felt my face turn red. After someone tells you that they're staying at The flipping PLAZA, how do you tell them that you're staying at your 'apartment' in the Lower East Side? "I-I" I stuttered. Nice job...That was sarcasam, by the way. "I'm staying at my apartment" I finally choked out.

Wanted to belong here
But something felt so wrong here
So I pray
I could breakaway
I'll spread my wings and I'll learn how to fly

I laughed at her reaction. I guess that it was a bit too much for her. "Is it far? You know you can stay with me. 2 bed rooms, they're pretty much the same. Besides, I could use some company." I told her. It was always nice to have some company with you when it's snowing. Especially when youre about to be snowed in.

Savy could feel her face turning redder. Did I mention the fact that I had to check to make sure this little kid who may or may not be a halfblood and is basically my little brother hasn't been eaten by some monster? I didn't? Whoops. "I.....er...." I said. Mabye I could just check? "Um...sure. I just need to check something....If that's alright."

Wanted to belong here
But something felt so wrong here
So I pray
I could breakaway
I'll spread my wings and I'll learn how to fly

In the snow? It must be really important. "I can go with you, I have a car you know. Just give me the address." I said worridly. She wasn't going to walk all alone in NYC while it was still snowing. It wasn't going to be easy. Especially at this time.

I sighed. Well, I couldn't hide it anymore. "Just drop me off in the Lower East Side. I have to check up on my...Lil bro." I said, sighing. I waited for her to start...well...doing anything. Gasp, tell me no etc.

"Oh, sure. He can come with us too, I mean, if you'll let him." I told her. Lower East Side. No wonder she freaked out when I mentioned The Plaza. But no matter, I didn't judge people like that. I lived in the Lower East Side when I was on the run. Very nice people there. Well, most people. They just wern't as priviledged as some other people.

"Thanks." I said, blushing.Oh, please, please, please PLEASE be a live kiddo', I thought. I opened the door and gestured for Korina to go before me. "After you."

I walked into the apartment. It was rather dreary. My footsteps were quiet. tap, tap, tap, tap. they sang. I looked down at my pink jeweled prada shoes*, they were a gift from my mother. A bit too much, but I liked them. I looked behind me at Sav, where was her brother? Was he okay? I was worried.

*

Spoiler:

I creeped up the stairs. "Mark? Maaaark?" I whispered, creeping up the staircase. I opened the small door to his room. "Markie-OH MY GODS!" I screamed. I ran over to the little figure on the floor, and there he was..My poor Markie. His face was covered in blood, and his hand was clutching the only photo he had of us. There was a pile of ashes nearby, and s piece of paper, but I was too busy crying to read if. I fell to my knees and took his little head in my lap. Sc-uh, I mean, Who cares if Korina cares enough to come up here and see me crying. I didnt GIVE.

I walked over to the body of the child, I checked his pulse, it was faint, but still there. Still alive, still had a chance. I thought. I made kneeled on the floor and pressed the side of my middle and left index finger on his forehead. Even though I wasn’t the best at healing, I knew the basics. I chanted an incantation and removed my finger. There was a small glow over the spot where I placed my finger. I checked his pulse again, it was normal now. I felt tired, but it would eventually wear off.

The magic wasn’t enough to help him instantly, but just enough to help him heal faster. I noticed the cuts on him, some just needed to be wrapped, but others were badly infected, I needed to bring him to somewhere where I could help him. I carried him bridal style, even though I was the female here. That wasn’t important at the moment. What mattered was that he was taken to be healed.

I got up on my feet. “I have a first aid kit in my car, his wounds need to be cleaned.” I said.

I was still crying. I had promised one of the druggies (Before she went insane) that I'd take care of her little Mark. "Don't you understand?" I whispered, "He has Hemophillia! He'll never stop bleeding!" Then my throat closed, and I couldn't speak. I reached over and looked at the note; there were two words written on it: "You're Welcome" . I just cried harder.

I could tell by his cuts. But I had to try, he needed help, and he was going to get it. Weather he wanted it or not. I prayed silently to Apollo. I touched his forehead again, around 50% of his cuts stopped bleeding, and 10% of those that stopped bleeding closed up. This drained me a lot, but I felt the spirit of Apollo helping me, guiding me, and refuelling my energy. He was going to need all the help he got.

I grabbed a pill from my bag. It was for emergencies, I always kept one of these in my pocket. They healed any type of illness, this was the only one I had, but I was willing. I just hope that his body will accept the medication and his young body will be able to handle it properly. The cuts looked self-inflicted, not an attack from another person or being. If sav cared so much about him, I would have to go and help. No matter what.

I was still crying. No...YOU WILL NOT SHOW WEAKNESS! I gulped, then I felt my mouth drop open. "Oh my gods" I whispered , looking above his head at the sign of Apollo. No. Way.

I looked at the sign above his head. It was similar to the sign I was claimed with. The blessing of Apollo. Yes, that was it. Very few people ever received it, nevertheless a mortal. I guess he was feeling merciful today. Or maybe there was more to this kid than I thought.
I received a blast of energy through me, and I channelled it through to the boy.

Immediately, his cuts closed, his skin looked a lot less pale, and his breathing was regular. It was a miracle as the mortals would say. I needed to take him to a hotel, somewhere where I had the access to more things to help him. I lifted him up from the spot he was lying in and took him to the car where I laid him down and covered him with the mist so that people wouldn‘t get suspicious. I looked at Sav. She looked a bit better and less heartbroken.

"Th-Thank you" I whispered. Then I did something absolutely spontaneous and gave her a tackle hug. I quickly pulled away. "Er, sorry...He's just really close to me 'n stuff".

I started the engine, “Don’t thank me, thank Apollo. He was the one that helped the most, without him, Mark would’ve died.” I said. She snow was up to my ankle now, I needed to get to a hotel fast, and again, the closest hotel that I was 100% sure that there were enough supplies to help me was the plaza. If I needed to race across Manhattan in 30 minutes, so be it.

Luckily, we made it just in time to keep out of the snow storm and I carried Mark on my back, but the mortals saw his as a 3 year old, walking along with me. I checked into a Plaza suite, enough to accommodate 5. $4425 per night. I was expecting we were going to need this for at least 2-3 nights. Trust me, I grew up on the upper east side, I would know.

I slid the card in the slot and inside were 3 bedrooms, a dining room, a living room, and 3 huge bathrooms, the furniture was Inspired by the Louis XV style of French décor, and the a mounted flat screen TV in each room. Overall, it was around 1500 sq ft. It was no big deal to me, but I hoped this kept Sav and Mark (when he wakes up tomorrow) happy, they would be trapped in here for at least a few days.

I followed Kara into the apartment, and stopped dead on my tracks. WOah. I then blinked, and tried to wipe the shock off my face. I kept staring at Mark. Oh man, oh man oh man. No, keep your cool Sav. keep your cool. Suddenly, I yawned. Loudly. Shoot. I blinked several times to keep myself awake.I then said a quick prayer to Apollo; even though I have a habit of pissing him off, he actually saved Mark. "Thankyou" I thought.