Hey everyone this is only my second story and it's a Leo/OC and Conner/OC because I love those two sooo much. If there is any pairings you want I will try and them in but for once I do have a plot. Yay!
Disclaimer: I do not own Percy Jackson or any of Rick Riordan's books even though I seriously want too.
Three figures ducked down a shadowed alleyway. They were all girls, one taller than the rest slightly, but still small. The breathing was laboured as they ran further into the alley. The thing was right behind them, almost with them.
Suddenly one of the girls stumbled. She had thin, light blonde hair that shimmered in the evening light. Blue eyes squinted in pain as she twisted her ankle. "Agalia!".
The middle girl had noticed her friends' pain. This girl had long, curly dark brown hair. She was well muscled but when she helped her friend she was gentle. "Come on you idiot! Now's not the time to get hurt".
"Quick, down this road" the last girl said as she picked the lock on the gate to a narrow, grubby street. The girls where either so desperate to get away or they didn't care about their appearance to complain about the dank, disgusting road the taller girl had picked. Finally coming to a stop at a decaying graveyard the last girl turned to look at the blonde's ankle.
"Marion, we can't stay here. That thing will soon be after us and Agalia can't run much further with a twisted ankle" said the brown haired girl, determination and stubbornness blazing in deep brown eyes.
"I know that Lydia but that was a monster I really cannot fight" said the last girl. Marion was the tallest of the three and also had blonde hair but it was a darker shade than Agalia's. Stormy gray eyes glanced up at the girl glaring at her.
All the girls had ripped dark clothes that were splattered with dirt and a golden powder. Twigs and leaves tangled their hair and all of them had multiple scratched on them, like they had lost against a demented cat. Agalia broke of the glaring contest with a not-so-well-hidden snigger.
"As funn as being a damsel in distress is, can someone please confirm that we are inexplicitly lost?"
"Agalia we were hopelessly lost when we met each other five days ago running from those harpies" sighed Marion as she helped Agalia sit down on a nearby bench.
"Oh so you know what the crackpot chickens were but you freeze up at a bloodie massive spider!" Lydia whispered to her friend harshly. Marion looked down at the ground ashamed. She loathed spiders and Lydia knew this but they had bigger problems. The dream had said to get to a safe place. A place you could easily see from the air. Big problem with that plan when you're a runaway kid with monsters out of myths coming to kill you, what the heck is safe? Nowhere was safe anymore.
After three days of non-stop running they were all exhausted.
"I can run with a twisted ankle. We still need to get to the place the goat man told us about". Light blue eyes blinked up at the other two girls. Agalia was not simply going to complain and cry when something the size of a mini bus was chasing them. Slowly but surely she got to her feet, every muscle in her body protesting heavily. Shaking of the throb in her ankle she squared her shoulders and jogged slowly down a path beside a tomb. With a sigh the other two followed.
After about five minutes of slow jogging-though it seemed a lot longer, the three finally emerged in a small park. Across the glade another goat person was waving them over. With hesitation the girls run (or limped in Agalia's case) across the park to an area of woodland.
"Are you the three girls Rowan said to expect?"
"If by Rowan you mean the incredibly temperamental goat man we met coming here, then yeah we are".
"Good, the extraction squad should be here soon but until then…" a sticky glob of something cut the poor goat boy off. The massive spider that was chasing them had finally caught up.
Eight long hairy legs the colour of rust with eight beady black eyes to match. From the spiders must acid silver gloop dripped burning a hole into the ground. The small group dodged another spray of gloop and the satyr (for that was what the boy had to be) raised a pair of reed pipes to his lips. A slow, haunting melody escaped the instrument as the spider started to slow in its attempt to make the girls its supper. The roots from the trees snaked their way around the legs binding it down. While the melody played a golden chariot flew down from the sky, pulled by two magnificent pegasi.
Agalia gazed at them, enthralled by their beauty. Lydia was stunned too but she was also busy trying to unfreeze Marion. As soon as the spider had shown its ugly head, Marion had shut down. All she could do was star at the thing in utmost horror and revulsion.
A boy drew an arrow as a girl beside him drew up the chariot. The boy jumped and released the arrow in a shaft of pure sunlight, straight into the spiders head. As soon as the arrow made contact the monster dissolved into golden sand that was scattered in the wind from the pegasi's wings. The satyr shooed the three into the chariot as the boy introduced himself as Will Solace and the girl as Clarisse La Rue.
Will had shiny blonde hair, blue eyes and a healthy tan. Both he and Clarisse were wearing orange t-shirts with Camp Half-Blood written on them. Clarisse had stringy brown hair and was very buff. Like more muscular than Will which seemed kind of weird to Agalia. A spear was strapped to her back, while Will had a quiver full of arrows on his back and a bow in his hand. Soon the skyline of New Orleans was well behind them.
'So that's where we were' realised Agalia as she tuned in to what Clarisse was saying. They were going to a place called Camp Half-Blood? Cool. They were actually demi-gods? Awesome! Have they been claimed yet? WTF does it look like to you woman?
Soon they were nearing a city that looked like New York. Will said that Camp was on Long Island Sound. Soon they were at the most beautiful place that the girls had seen. Little did they know that a shadow would descend on this place, turning it into hell on Earth.