<div align="center"><em>Vincent is escorted into Camp Half-Blood</em></div><br/><div class="floatleft">(http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg157/onilobo/andy-holding-jason-1.jpg)</div><br/>The last few days had been a blur to Vincent, the "officer" turned kidnapper had tossed him into a plane and pulled him away from Texas after he was chased down in a high speed chase. He liked cars and he liked pushing them into the red zone, but that night at the races something else had occurred which been explained and disregarded. "Officer Pana" as he called himself said his life was in danger and if he did not come along he would die. Vincent would have walked off if he had not been handcuffed the last thirty six hours, moving from plane to cars until they arrived at New York.<br/><strong>"So what the hell are you actually doing now, you do know Texas has jails to right?" </strong><br/>He mumbled from the back of a rented car the officer wrangled up after flashing his badge.<br/><br/>The balding man looked back at him from the rear view mirror and repeated himself for the 100th time.<br/>"For the hundredth time, you are not under arrest...""<strong>Then let me go then!"</strong>"I will soon, you will never have to see me again after we get to the camp." The two exchanged words once more and went silent, both men were typically stubborn.<strong>"I'd rather go to jail then this camp...you know I am just going to leave right?"</strong>Vincent added defiantly, Officer Pana glanced at him as they pulled off a dirt road and towards some destination he knew nothing about. He was lost for sure, nothing looked familiar he was on the different side of the country all together.<br/>"Ya ya...and I'll just bring you back..."<br/><br/>The car was stopped and Vincent was escorted into the woods, his attention drawn to the name of the camp he spoke silently. The "officer" grip was rather weak and as they came across a crowd of people he gave the man the slip after kicking his knees from under him and fled into the masses. Running as fast as he could he looked for a place to hide, taking shelter in a battered and run down cabin he thought would be empty...wrong!<br/><strong>"Shit..." </strong><br/>He cursed as he glanced out the window, looking around at the people of the cabin ("Unclaimed and Hermes") his new worry being those handcuffs.<br/><strong>"Hey you, red, got a hair pin in there somewhere?"</strong><br/>Vincent didn't have the time to pay attention to her or the others, he needed to get free and flee again before the Officer caught up with him!<br/>