GOOD MORNING, NYC! By the by, I sincerely apologize for any trouble we could have caused to your St. Valentine's Day weekend, what with the Empire State Building having a, he, minor explosion. Along with Grand Central Station, I apologize for that, too.
Honestly? I blame the Orthrus. He just would not go down! I mean, seriously, I wasted my favorite sword on that monster! Anyway, you may be wondering what I'm talking about. Heck, I may just be lucky that you haven't thrown this at the wall and backed out of whatever room you're in slowly. Just to let you know, you can do exactly that if you want. You can back out whenever you want to. So simple, all you have to do is step away from your computer.
If you are reading this sentence, good! You have decided to continue on! You would have been missing out if not. Before I tell you my story, I just need to know that you are ready. I suggest that you get into a comfortable position wherever you are, probably get a snack ready, or a drink just in case. Whatever. Oh, don't worry! I'll wait…
Ready? Okay! Let's get started then! My story started out like any other story… sweating, awake in the middle of the night after a pretty disastrous nightmare. In my nightmare, I had seen a string of scenes that didn't make any sense whatsoever. I saw monsters, pegasi, warriors, swords, super-weapons, different realms, etc. I was panting like a dog, trying to catch my breath, when my sister, Carmen, woke up from me freaking out.
"Hey, Carson? Something wrong?" She asked me. Her wispy, white hair covered her face, and her blue crackling eyes were surprisingly bright.
"N-no. Nothing's wrong." I waved the images out of my head, and Carmen watched me carefully. I pulled myself out of my bunk and stood up in our cabin, which was surprisingly spacey. Above my bed-space were several hooks, where some of my clothes, weapons, and trophies hung. Trophies meaning spoil of war, like my Nemean Lion pelt.
I pulled that off of its hook and put it on, and it morphed into a large hoodie. I pulled it over me and grabbed my special sword off of the wall. It was my version of Percy Jackson's Riptide, codename Tempest. The two swords had no really apparent differences, except maybe for the designs and such, but there was one main ability mine had that his didn't. Mine was electric.
I grabbed a canteen of water, nectar, and ambrosia, and started for the door. "Hey, where are you going?" Carmen yelled after me. I didn't answer as I ran out the door to my only safe haven; my training grounds.
My training grounds were mainly a clearing in the woods, with targets spread around on trees and such. "All right," I whispered to myself, "Time to think." I ran into the clearing, nearly tripping on a bow and quiver that I hid behind one of the trees nearby. I picked it up and wrapped it around my body, pulling an arrow out of my quiver and quick-shooting it into one of the nearby targets.
I didn't know what to make of what I saw in my dreams, so I continued to train until a rustling nearby freaked me out. I slung my bow off of my shoulder, and nocked an arrow into the bowstring. I dropped to one knee to get a better balance, and aimed down my sights, my sword in my bowhand.
"Who goes there?" I yelled out. Suddenly, a monster pounced out from behind the cover of the grass and aimed straight for my throat. "Jeez!" I screamed out, slicing my sword at the monster with ease. My blade ripped through the monster, turning it to ashes. "All right, what was that?" I asked myself in the silence. Suddenly, out of nowhere and without warning, a huge blast of energy knocks me on my buttocks, and gives me a splitting head-ache.
"All right, who did that?" I asked to the silence, which answered with cricket noises. Just as suddenly, a figure began to assimilate out of dust in front of me, and punched me in the face. Again.
"Hello there, little demigod! My name is Carbonius, and I am what you would call a demon. I am an Egyptian monster, and I'm still waiting for my mistress to tell me who my next target will be. For now, though, I need a food supply, so prepare to DIE!" Then, Carbonius clawed for my throat, but was met with my blade.
"Not this time, weak little demon." I kicked Carbonius into the air, and sliced him in half with my sword. "Not this time." Then, out of nowhere, another sound freaked me out. My stomach grumbled, and made me jump. Getting over my sudden freak out, I immediately put the thought of the monster to the back of my mind, and I headed back to the camp and went throughout my day normally. Until later that night.
Author's Note: All right, people, how was that! I don't think I did that badly, if I do say so myself. Anyway, remember to give me a review, I hope you enjoyed, and yeah. Until then, rainstorm24 OUT!