Hey everybody! This is my first fanfiction, but I have given the story to many of my friends and they all told me it was great. Hopefully, they weren't just trying to make me feel good. The first few chapters don't really have much to do with PJO, but if you continue reading, that will change! I will try to update as frequently as possible, but school may take over for a bit. Please leave a review or a comment so I can tell how I'm doing, and what you guys think about it! Anyway, you probably want to get to the story.
Disclaimer: I do not own PJO, though I wish I could so I could be rich and famous. Sadly, I am not, and I would probably just screw up the next book, Blood of Olympus.
Jacob Racer: Intolerable
It's my second day on the run. I've made it through San Francisco, my home city, in four days without really stopping for rest. I've had a few breaks along the way, but now my hunger, thirst, and exhaustion are the only things driving me forward.
I left San Francisco in the middle of the night, so I didn't even start my journey off well rested. My mum was asleep next to my two little brothers, Nicko and Jackson. (Yeah I know, really creative. :P) They have nightmares often now… ever since that night.
That night was the worst thing a little boy, like me at the time, could ever dream up at that age. I was sitting on my mum's lap, and she was bouncing me on her knee while reading a bedtime story. I remember that I was laughing at the fun. My two little brothers must have been very young, not even two years old yet. I must've been around seven.
The twins had been sleeping, but were stirring from my laughter. Our giant black dog was also sleeping, on the floor. But then it sat up suddenly and made a guttural growling noise. I stopped laughing, confused, because Leary, (also very creative) was usually so peaceful.
The explosion came from the wide window in the living room. A giant creature leaped out. I was so young, I don't remember the details perfectly, but the beast was huge, or so I thought since I was so very tiny. (No offense to any seven-year-olds reading this) It had a normal human face, but its body looked like a greasy, feathered, black vulture.
Leary bounded at the monster immediately, and even though the creature tried to fight back, Leary's immense size overtook it. Our pet turned around and looked at my father, who appeared to be mildly surprised. The vulture thing was dangling helplessly from his massive jaws. Leary bit down, and I don't know why, bud suddenly there was dust everywhere.
I know it's not much, but I will update if I get reviews! So, please review! :)