CHAPTER 1
NOTE: THIS IS FROM A NEW CHARACTER, SAM'S, POV. SAM IS MY IDEA, NOTHING ELSE.
I'm Sam Hunt, a brown haired, American... dude, shall we say. I have brown eyes, like my mother's. She disappeared a few weeks ago. Since my 13th birthday, strange things have happened. Now, I'm 14, and I've seen weird stuff. I've seen someone pass through a wall. (Percy told me he was a spirit.) I saw a bird shooting feathers at random targets. (He also told me those were Stymphalian Birds.) And now, angry storm clouds (Venti, Percy said,) are chasing us, trying to kill us. As we run, Percy draws a sword from thin air, then tosses me something. I catch it. It's a sword of a material I don't know of, which has a sickle at the side. I don't really like swords, but this is perfectly balanced, with a leather hilt. I like it.
"Sam, hurry up!" Cries Percy, pushing through a cluster of branches. We've run out of the school, during an after school basketball game. Then, the the MVP and his teammate turned into storm spirits and attacked us. They've been chasing us for a few minutes, now, and I don't see them tiring. As we run, Percy does a taxicab whistle.
"Our ride will be here soon." He says. Then, the storm spirits catch up. One blows Percy back, but he manages to withstand the wind. I see the other storm spirit's hands glowing. No surprise they would have control over electricity. I dodged the blast, but Percy got blasted in the sword as he attempted to block the lightning. He fell to his knees, his clothes steaming from the blast.
"Percy, you're the only one that knows the way to the place we're going to. Let me help you." I touch the tip of the sword to his head. As suddenly as I got that idea, static electricity sparks over my body and I collapse. Percy almost doubled over in surprise of me using my powers. Then, he surpassed his surprise and lunged at the venti, vaporizing them. Percy's head was beaded with sweat.
I got up by using my sword to balance myself. Percy stumbled towards me.
"Wow," he gasped. "I wonder what godly parent allows you to do that." I heard a horse whinnying nearby. No, not a horse... a pegasus. And a black one, too. He galloped towards us.
"Sam, this is Blackjack, my favorite pegasus." Blackjack whinnied something in response.
"Blackjack, I don't have donuts. I have to rescue a half-blood, now. Sam, climb on!" As I climb on to the pegasus, the afteraffects of me using my 'powers' hits me. I wince as the electricity moves over me. Blackjack doesn't like me discharging the electricity I picked up while healing Percy. He neighs a complaint to Percy.
"Don't worry, Blackjack. He's an OK guy. Does he bother you?" I really did think I did bother him, but he didn't complain. I laid my head on Blackjack's flank and passed out. I jolted awake. I had no dreams, surprisingly. Usually, I have crazy dreams about monsters and stuff. Today, nothing. Percy is shaking me awake. My body still aches, but I'm nowhere close to death.
"We're here. Sam, welcome to Camp Half-Blood." Percy announces, shaking me out of my daze. I see an amazing sight. A strawberry feild leads to a ring of cabins and a house next to it, with 2 floors. Then, there's a rock climbing wall with lava spewing out of the top. Then, next to it, a volleyball court. Kids are using chainsaws to cut marble. There is also an arena for sword fighting.
"Is this legal?" I ask. "To be sword fighting?"
"If they knew this exsited, then yes, but because of the Mist, no." Percy answered.
"What Mist?"
"The thing that separates mortals and demigods. They can't see this."
A blonde haired girl ran to meet Percy.
"You're back!" She cried.
"Good to see you too, Annabeth."
Annabeth said, "So, who'd you bring today?"
"Annabeth, meet Sam. Sam, meet Annabeth. I'll bring you over to Chiron, the camp director." As we strode through the line of cabins, the campers stared at me.
"Don't worry, Sam. There's nothing against you." Percy said.
"So, what's my sword called, anyway? And where is it?" I asked. It was sheathed to my side.
"I think it's called a Harpe, classified by the sickle on the blade."
"I like it. I think I'll keep it."
"You do know... that's Perseus' harpe sword. Has quite the history to it..."
"What's your weapon, anyway?"
"A sword named Riptide."
"CHIRON!" Percy yelled. "I've got another demigod for you to meet! A man walked... no... galloped out to the house.
"Welcome to the Big House, young demigod. Tell me your name."
"I'm Sam." I said.
"Good, good. Percy, thank you. I must show young Sam the intro video." He takes me into a room with bronze sheilds as plating.
"You see, demigods and technonlogy don't work. The tech is like a siginal beam to them." So I watch. The video explains everything about being a demigod. This is really painful. I'm not sure what triggers it, but I look away and stare at Chiron.
"This isn't fake, is it?" I ask.
"Nope." He answers.
As suddenly as this happened, I find my muscles spasming due to the afteraffects of the shot. Percy storms into the big house.
"What injuries did he take on the rescue?" Chiron asked Percy.
"I got shocked, but somehow he healed my by taking on my burden. So, yeah. He basically got shocked.
I see red spots, and I suddenly black out. I hear some quickly muttered words before I pass out.
"Get him to the Apollo cabin!" I hear. Then I hear Chiron galloping out the door. I slip into unconsiousness as my head bumps along the rocky path towards the infirmaty, or what they call, the Apollo cabin.
Well, I gave you guys an over 1000 words chapter. I really hope you like it. And CLIFFHANGER :)
