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Katsuki got bored of the lake and decided to go to her cabin. Which didn't seem to be much fun since she was all by herself in there. She was hoping that someone would come as a child of Zeus with her. In fact the only thing that she really liked about camp was capture the flag, mainly because she was good at fighting with people.

Amber threw open the sky blue door to Zeus's cabin. She stood still, listening for movement. "Is someone there?" Amber asked nervously.

Tara spun around to face the door as she heard a familiar voice. Sure enough, it was Amber. Tara smiled, knowing that if she made a sound with her feet, Amber would pin point her, and lunge with her glistening swords. So instead, she slowly reached out her right hand from it's place behind her back, and tapped her metal fingers on the her bedpost. It made a clinking sound each time her mechanical fingers hit the metal.
Tara:

Tara snapped her head around to face this new girl, then smirked. A Hermes child, she posed no threat. "I wasn't gonna hurt her" Tara pouted. "But I can't ensure the same for you." She smiled evilly. Tara drew a dagger with her right hand, and started to clean her nails with it, humming a song as she worked.


Amber froze at the sound of Tara's voice. She knew this was all Hades's fault. Amber hid her shock with a mask of annoyance. "You seem to have a knack for coming back from the dead." She said, stepping in front of Ellende, a protective gesture.

((I'm not sure... she's my character in another guild, so I might of forgotten to make another profile for her- I'll check- thanks for reminding me. Also, this post might make a little more sense if you look at the posts in Hades's palace))

Tara smiled. Enjoying the attention she was getting. But deep down in her heart, she was just a lonely, troubled girl, searching for someone to love her. "relax I was just joking, I would never waste my presious dagger on your throat, anyways, I'm only here because I'm a daughter of Zeus, right Amber?" Tara smiled devilishly at Amber.


Amber was so shameful and scared, Tara's threats washed right over her head like water. Tears streamed down Amber's face, obscuring her delicate features. "I did this to her." Amber whispered, more to herself than anyone else. Amber turned to Ellende. "Remember that day at the swordfighting arena, when I told you about my past?" Amber said carefully, not wanting to anger either of the girls in the room. "Well, I lied when I said that I didn't kill the person Hades told me to- I did kill her. The reason Hades wanted me to kill her was because she had died of a sickness when she was very young, but she came back to life, brought herself back from the underworld. Hades sent me to kill her again and take her rightful place in the underworld again. So I killed her in cold blood, even when she pleaded me not to, and she went to the underworld once again. But she brought herself back- again. So, as punishment, Hades twisted her and made her evil and wrong, and when she came up from the underworld, she was always seeking the love and appreatiation from people that she would never get." Amber finished.


Tara was startled by this, but she didn't show it. She started clapping. "Bravo, very nice story, but we both know we're just childhood friends." Tara lied.

More subconsciously than anything else, Ellende massaged her throat with one hand, wondering how a dagger would feel on it. That was one method of suicide she hadn't thought of. Ellende figured she would have plenty of time to consider the pros and cons of this later, and reverted her attention back to the conversation.

There was still something...wrong about Tara, something Ellende couldn't quite put her finger on. But she pushed this out of her mind, focusing on the tears currently making their salty, glistening paths down Amber's face. As far as Ellende was concerned, this was a far more pressing matter. Nobody was going to make Amber, whom Ellende fancied to be a little sister, cry. But before Ellende said or did anything, Amber spoke. Her tone of voice was careful, controlled, and Ellende listened intently. The entire story was horrifying.

As far as Ellende understood it, Tara had died and brought herself back to life. Hades had sent his least loved daughter, Amber, to do the dirty work and send Tara back where she belonged. Amber had succeeded, yet Tara had managed to rise for the second time. A small part of Ellende wondered how Tara had brought herself back to life, wondered if Jax could do the same thing, but Ellende ignored that selfish part of her mind. Listening closely, she started to make sense of it all. That was what was so wrong about Tara--she was punished by Hades. She was twisted, evil, and always greedy for love and attention.

Tara's claps startled Ellende. Childhood friends, Ellende thought. As if. She loosened her death grip on her sword hilt and looked at both girls warily. "Tara," she said cautiously. "Is what Amber's saying true? I think that you're the one lying, Tara. And I want to know the true story, as you remember it."

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An outright MURDERER?! Ellende wanted to scream. Amber? Never. But somehow she managed to keep her mouth shut and listen. Ellende's eyebrows raised higher and higher as Tara went on. The Purge sounded like something out of a sci-fi novel, certainly not real life. All of the sudden, a teardrop rolled down Tara's face, quickly followed by its wet, salty kin. Ellende reached her hand out and touched the girl's arm. Tara went on. Ellende felt mingled disbelief, sadness and pity--there was almost no way this story could be real, but if it was, it was horrifying. To die on one's birthday, when you were only six... Ellende couldn't imagine anything worse. "Tara," Ellende said gently when her story was finished. Ellende wasn't sure if she should believe her or not. "Tara...is that true?"

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Tara's story was wild, far-fetched, and completely impossible, but somehow true. What sort of friends could get you from the Underworld back to the world of the living? There was pride in Tara's eyes, a gleam that unsettled Ellende. It's a bit impossible to kill me, Tara had said, an ugly sneer painted on her face. That unsettled Ellende even more that Tara's unmistakable pride for having escaped death. To be honest, she wasn't all that sure she wanted Tara to be on her side. Then again, Tara would make a horrible enemy as well. "Tara?" Ellende said cautiously, still unsure what to make of her. "What do you mean, 'slightly different reasons' for being here?"

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