Dreams and things (CLOSED)

Anger burned a hole straight through my chest and my arms and legs itched to rip free of their confines and strangle that dumb-looking overgrown cherub. My fingers itched to spread electricity and cause havoc.
"No wonder Charlie wants oppose Olympus!" I spat. "All you've ever done was make campers feel inferior and step all over them because of your own personal problems!"
Mr.D faced me, a wild look in his eyes, so similar to the look Charlie has it's terrifying. Or at least it should have been, but my terror just fueled my anger and it just merged and blended together with all my thoughts like a deadly hurricane of emotion. The vines tightened their grip on me, my chest felt constricting and I could barely breath. With a short yell I used all my force against the vines. It was no match for a god and I ended up tipping the chair over and I fell on the side, the chair I was tied to crushing my left shoulder and knee. Pain shot up the side of my pelvis and it took clenched teeth and a muffled groan to not scream in pain.
Leave the forest. Run to the border. I hoped my emotions couldn't cloud my empathy link as I tried to communicate with Leo.
What? Now? I have to gather everyone else! To my relief, Leo replied, a dazed and panicked tone crept up in his voice.
You don't have much time-
My concentration was torn away from me as I felt a force swing me upright on my chair again. It was Mr.D again, up close and personal. His face was no longer red but his eyes glowed in a macabre light. It almost looked like his pupil left his iris. What a second. What was it doing? I stared at his pupil as I watched it swing around like a pendulum inside his purple iris in a disturbed manner. His eyes doubled and became four. Or did he have six eyes? twelve? I turned my head around but everywhere I looked was if someone to the smudge tool in Photoshop and smeared it all over the big house.
"Dionysus, stop." I heard the faint voice of Chiron drumming against my ear as if someone poured hot wax into it.

I could see a figure grow larger and the familiar collapse of Chiron's wheelchair rung out. My eyelids grew heavier and small geometric shapes moved in slow motion in an assortment of neon colours and bright lights. Chipmunks chattered in my ear. Bubbles popped as if someone poured a packet of pop rocks in my ears. I slumped down in my chair and the vines loosened slightly. Everything went black. When I woke up I was in the camp forest, the part sealed off by Mr.D's border. Everywhere around me trees sported sickly branches and dried up leaves. A figure moved in the bushes to the far right. I twisted my head around to see a person with dark curly hair emerge from the shrubbery. My hand gripped my wristband tightly.
Damnit Charlie, what are you doing here in the forest again? I thought to myself with gritted teeth.
The figure looked up with a looked of panic on his face, as if he heard my thoughts. Relief and a bit of guilt washed over me when I recognized Leo's face and familiar hindquarters come into view.
"Shit, Leo." I went up to hug my long lost friend, but I moved straight through him.
Leo turned his head around wildly, looking past me as if he wasn't sure if I was there or not. His pupils where shot and square-shaped. His hair was wild and messy with bits of twigs and leaves entangled in it's dark roots. He had been wearing a shirt, but it's sleeves were mangled to the point where he looked like those ridiculous muscular dudes who cut the sleeves off to a ridiculous length. Blood was caked against his fur, and there was a deep scratch on his neck, like someone or something tried to claw his throat out.
"Run, Leo! Before Mr.D can close the border. You need to get out of here." I warned, hoping he could still hear me.
"I can't leave! Not until I get everyone out!" He yelled out, looking around desperately for a source to answer.
"It's going to be too late! Get as much as you have and leave!" I called out.
Leo sprinted to the other direction, and the trees began to shift as I seemed to be moving with him at goat-speed. He propelled through the forest, screaming at the top of his lungs to leave and evacuate. He ran into a group of nymphs sitting cross legged in a circle, having a picnic together.
"Follow me!" He hissed, pulling one of their hands up.
They had shocked and confused faces, but they ran after him.
I heard gurgling and maniacal laughter from the distance, growing closer the farther Leo ran. He took a sharp left, but the noise keep growing louder, a right. A blood curling scream spilled over the tense forest air but Leo kept running.
"It's too late, it's too late, it's too late." He repeated under his shaky breath.
A bright light filled my vision.

I felt like I just resurfaced from wave that was trying to pull me in.
I wheezed out as I gasped for breath, my vision slowly regaining and the Big House returning me to real life again. I looked around. The vines were loose, but I was still bound against to my chair. To my right, Fletch looked at me with a shocked expression. What happened?
I looked to see Chiron and Mr.D having a heated discussion in low hushed voices.
"You can't just twist the boys mind like that!" Chiron spoke up. "You'll make him insane, permanently! You don't think the boy's suffered enough?"
"Obviously not or he would've known his place!" Mr.D retorted.
"What happened?" I murmured out.
My temples throbbed, and it felt like my brain was gonna spring free from my cranium and sprint out the doorway. Meet a nice lady brain. Fall in love. Maybe have kids. Anything but stuck in some mental case demigod with ADHD and dislexia.
"You were having convulsions, Luke." Fletch looked at me with a worried expression in his milky blue eyes. "You were screaming and yelling out one word. 'Run'."

My mind raced. My breathing went heavy as my limbs groaned to keep moving at a speed my groggy brain couldn't keep up with. My vision blurred and the forest seemed to split in two as it grew closer towards me. I felt like I was going to throw up. Whatever bullshit Mr.D had pulled me under, it hadn't settled well with the rest of my body. I followed Fletch to the hole in the woods we've opened up and I stumbled into the forest.
"Leo?" I screamed out with all of the lung capacity I could muster. "Leo!"
My voice cracked and my vocal chords strained.
The edges of my vision darkened and blurred and I grabbed onto Fletch's shoulder, refusing to capsize under the disoriented state of mind Mr.D put me through. I've had enough with people manipulating my mind. It was my cerebrum and I wished to do with it as I pleased.
"Luke!"
My heart skipped a beat when I heard the familiar voice of my best friend.
"LEO GET YOUR FURRY ASS OVER HERE." I yelled in endearment.
A group of seven emerged from the nearest bush. I raised my sword at them, my vision too blurry to tell if they were friend or foe.
"Dude!" A voice that was always unintentionally mischievous and raspy called out. "It's okay. They're my buds."
I let out a sigh, lowering my sword. I was in no condition to fight at the moment.
"We're safe now, we just need to get out of-"
"Kanapapiki!" Fletch hissed.
"Gesundheit!" I responded in alarmed confusion.
"We have to get out of here." He tugged on my sweater hood and I stumbled back, almost colliding into him.
I blinked rapidly, my eyes focusing on my surroundings and I found a dozen pairs of eyes staring back at me from several different directions. Concealed in the bushes, imprinted in the trees, lurking behind the shadows. I could make out the faces of some; crooked grins and welts over their faces, as if they have been trying to rip their smiles off like a mask had been superglued onto their heads. I froze, my eyes turning to Leo, who might as well have been running in slow motion again. I lifted my sword for the second time, waving it towards the brainwashed forest creatures. Some shrunk under it's soft bronze glow, other's had their eyes trained on it like a swinging pendulum, a look of hunger sparked in their twisted expressions. I felt Fletch at my side, his fists clenched against arrows he had taken out of his quiver. Without his bow, close combat was his only choice. He couldn't even play his violin. They all stood eerily still, watching my sword. Leo made eye contact with me and he shoved his arm into his shirt, taking out the reed pipes he had tied around his neck for easy access. He began playing the old school James Bond theme song as he came within distance of us. A vine snaked up a brainwashed satyr's leg and pulled him down to the ground, cueing the rest to jump out and attack us. I stepped in front of Fletch and did a sweeping motion with my sword, hoping the forest dwellers were smart enough to evade my attack.
I swung too slow. I had too much hesitation.
They slipped past my weapon and knocked me to the ground. faces crowded around my vision and I had to resort to hand-to-hand combat lessons. I swung my legs up and kicked the face of the satyr closest to me, wrenching my arms free from his grasp. I grabbed the wrist of a nearby nymph and twisted it, forcing her to collapse backwards to avoid an arm injury, burying my palm threateningly into her elbow. A vine crackled next to my head like a whip and I spun around to face a large oak tree with an unsettling smiling face in the grooves of the trunk. The vine was hanging from one of it's branches, and waving itself back and forth like a cobra ready to strike. I kept my sword at hand. It swung once.
Wait for it.
It swung again.
Wait for iiiit....
I began to lift my sword up and prepare for the third swung until a nymph with a bludgeon knocked my sword to the ground.
"He-" I began, but another nymph grabbed my forearms and forced them behind my back, leaving me immobilized and defenseless against the vine's whipping.
Now! A voice in my head that wasn't mine spoke up.
A satyr tore through the vine as it streched it's way out to tattoo a red welt across the side of my face, ripping it in half. For a second I thought Charlie had driven them too far off the edge, and now they were attacking each other, but I recognized the long sharp features of Leo as he turned to face me.
The face in the oak tree let out a muffled scream of defiance. It's other vines lifted themselves up from the ground. Leo looked back and began playing frantically on his pipes. The vines seemed confused, jerking around from one direction to another as if unsure what to do.
I looked around my surroundings as I saw other nymphs and satyrs attack each other. I couldn't tell who was healthy and who wasn't. Worry spread throughout my chest as I ran over to pick up my sword.
We had to leave soon before the shield closes.

(Sure, you can jump in.)

As I was pinned to a tree, my arms held at my sides like I was a crucifix by a tree nymph controlling the vines of her tree, a searing hate for the God of Wine welled inside my chest. I was defenseless as a satyr and another nature nymph each took punches at my gut with force I had no idea forest folk possessed. The taste of blood filled my mouth, reminding me of my wrestling match with Quintyn, except she had been more forgiving.
Through the black spots that danced in my vision after each hit, I saw Leo trying his best to rid Luke of the vines that had been attacking him. I tried to make a choked cry for help, but that only got me punched in the face.
I stayed as hunched over as I could in attempt to protect my gut from further damage. It sent shots of pain through my body in protest of any weight being put on the multiple bruises. I looked to see Leo ripping the vine that was about to whip Luke, then begin playing. Luke stood and looked around, until his green eyes met me, and analyzed the scene before him quickly. Before my brain could process, he had his sword back in his hand, and he was running toward the Nymph and Satyr who were attacking me. As the satyr grabbed my shoulder to lift me up to get a few more punches, Luke surprised him, shoving the butt of his sword into the side of his head, causing him to topple over in confused pain. Luke then sent an elbow into the nose of the nymph. She stumbled away, holding her nose. Her green eyes reflected pain and anger, and I knew it wouldn't be long until she recuperated. Luke seemed to know as well, as he sent his sword through the vines of the nymph that held me. It retracted, flailing in protest as it's ends fell to the floor and wilted. I pushed myself away from the tree and took another arrow from my quiver, as the other two I'd been holding had been snapped by the forest folk.
Luke and I stood in the middle of the battle, back to back, looking for any incoming forest creatures.
"Thanks," I muttered, spitting blood onto the grass, trying to rid my mouth of the taste of metal.
"Yeah, no problem," Luke answered, huffing to catch his breath. I was hoping the side affects of whatever Mr.D had put him through were wearing off. He had seemed a lot more in tune with his surroundings than before in the moment he had intervened in my torture. From our side, the Satyr dizzily threw himself at us from where he lay on the floor. Luke and I pivoted so that we were both facing them, just in time for Luke to take another hit at him, this time square on his forehead, with the butt of his sword. The Satyr fell backward, unconscious from the blow. We resumed our previous position just in time for me to catch the Nymph with the bloody nose as she ran at me full force with a clothes line. She fell to the ground, trying to regain her breath after having the wind knocked out of her. She clutched her throat with fragile hands as she did.
The sound of Leo's music was keeping the vines at bay, including the ones that had previously held me, but we couldn't hold out for long, and we needed to get out before the hole in the wall closed.
I stared around the clearing, Nymphs and Satyrs, sane and brainwashed battled against each other. We needed them to try and make their way to the the entrance, but how could we without leading the insane ones out? We were stuck between a rock and a hard place here. We couldn't possibly leave the last of the forest creatures here, and if we didn't, we most likely wouldn't be able to defend ourselves without killing some.
Suddenly, an arrow whizzed by my face, connecting an incoming nymph by her dress to a tree that groaned in protest as the sharp tip embedded into it's bark. I looked around wildly to search for the owner of the arrow, wondering if they were friend, or foe who had just had just missed by mistake, and had actually been aiming for the side of my head.

I had ran after Silver when we heard the noise. She was faster than I expected. It didn't help that I tripped and fell down while running. I scraped my elbow on a rock that was on the ground. I stood back up and rushed the rest of the way. Upon getting there, I watched in awe as so many things were going on. Satyrs were attacking Nymphs and Nymphs were attacking Satyrs. Not only that but there were a couple of campers in the mix too. Vines were flying everywhere. I looked to my left and saw Silver being compressed by vines. I rushed over and pulled an arrow out of my quiver. I grabbe it by the tip and used it to cut her free. I extended a hand and helped her up to her feet.

"Hey are you okay?

I asked her.

(Well Teddy's day ran out...)


Hurry up!...

The Demigods began to make their way to the now glowing hole in the force field. 'Thanks for that Trunks.' I said to Trunks, no time to be grateful for now. First we had to get away from all of this. The brainwashed Satyrs and Nymphs seemed to believe the story that Luke told them at first. But yeah, naturally they had to come to a realisation that it wasn't the truth before Fletch and Luke had made it out together with their Satyr friend. The first to come to realisation was the Nymph that had tried to murder the Halfblood named Luke at least twice. 'WATCH OUT!' I yelled at him while nocking an arrow to the leg of the Nymph. I was trying to not murder any of the forest people, but they had made that quite difficult for both me and the others. Think Silver, think! Help them! I started running down the hill but coming towards them wasn't going to help but what would?... I froze in my tracks. I felt a hand on my arm, I turned around to see it was Trunks. 'We need to get them here.' I nodded, we did. I shot another arrow in the whirlpool of movement down there. They managed to fight their way halfway up the way to the hole in the protective barrier. If they kept up with this speed, they'd be locked in. 'Come on!'

Leo, Luke and I collapsed onto the ground once making it out of the hole in the border. I clutched the soft green grass in my fists for comfort as I tried to find my breath and calm down. I opened my eyes wide and looked around, only to see the Nymphs and Satyrs, beaten and bruised, helping each other up. I was so glad that they had made it out safely. Suddenly, I remembered the Nymph and Satyr who had helped the rest of us get out. I lifted myself quickly to my feet and looked around wildly in the group of forest folk, trying to place faces to prove that the heroic Nymph and Satyr were okay. My gaze drifted to the closing hole in the border. I wanted to rush back in to save them, but without my bow I was only going to get in the way.
Luke and Leo soon joined me after helping each other up.
"Are they okay?" Luke asked.
"I don't know," I replied, looking to my side to meet his green gaze, my voice shaking with worry. I looked behind me at the injured Nymphs and Satyrs that had fought bravely against their insane friends and family.
"We have to get them to Deans," I choked. "They can't be out here in the open, not with Mr.D so alert." Luke looked like he was having an internal battle with himself. I knew he didn't want to leave the two before they got out, but he knew that the others needed healing.
"Look," I said, my expression hard. "You and Leo take the others to Dean. Leo is going to have to stay there too. I'll stay here and wait for the other two. I'll break that wall again if I have to," I said. I was never one to give orders, or make plans. Usually when I did they never worked out, which made me nervous about this one. I wasn't at all sure where this was coming from, but I knew something had to happen. "I'll bring the other two to Deans, and I'll bring medical supplies. Don't let Mr.D see you, and don't get hurt."
Luke and Leo exchanged a nod. Luke turned back to me with a determined glance.
"We'll be there," he replied, holding out his fist. I returned his fist bump, and Leo and Luke left, leading the forest creatures away as fast as they could. I watched them duck behind every surface they possibly could, making sure the forest people were hidden, including Leo.
I started to pace in front of the border door, debating with myself about why it wasn't a good idea to go in after the unnamed Nymph and Satyr. I rolled an arrow in my hands to give me something to do and ease my worries, but that wasn't doing much.
I prayed to all of the gods, minus Mr.D, to help guide both parties safely to their destinations.