Have you ever felt … I don't know … different? Like, somehow, someway, you just don't belong? Then, I can sympathize with you. I've felt like that my entire life. No one could relate to me, sympathize with me, or anything, until that day. That one fateful day.
I'm probably confusing you right now. I apologize for that, in advance, cause that'll be happening a lot. Let me explain; my name is Xeno, short for Xenophon. And, other than my name, all you need to know is that I have special powers. I can do a number of things, such as flying/floating, creating fire, water, and wind, controlling electricity, etc. How and why I got these powers are still unknown to me, though.
That is, until that one fateful day. See, what you will learn about me throughout the course of this story is that I don't like to put others in danger. That's why I won't be telling you much more about me, cause it could put you in serious trouble. Anyway, it was a weekday in January, around 2:14 P.M, right before school was finished. The energy in the room was peaking; kids were fidgeting with pencils, shaking their legs up and down, etc. Why? Because, an eclipse was scheduled to happen that day.
But, being the outcast I am, instead of going with everybody else to watch the eclipse on some hill nearby, I was going to stay home. At least, that was the plan. And, my plans never go the way I plan them to go. Anyway, I sat there, my nose in a physics book, reading about the theory of relativity, when one of my classmates flicked me on the arm. Putting on an exaggerated mad face, I turned towards him and gave him the evil eye. He held his hands up in surrender and let me go back to my book.
Guess how long that lasted? Yeah, about three minutes. I was now reading about Schrodinger's wave functions, when he flicked me again. I was tempted to hit him with the book, or set his hair on fire, but I kept my control in check by a hair. I flicked him in the ear, and went back to my book.
It lasted like that until right before the bell rang, and he flicked me again. This time, I did do something. On the way out, he was in direct contact with a power outlet, so I willed for the electricity surging in the outlet to shock him. Hard. He screamed, dropped to the floor, and immediately got back up, embarrassed.
I walked away, my dignity in check, and hit my locker before anything else could end badly.
Yeah, that didn't work so well. See, I have permission to use the back exit from the principle, and rarely anyone is back there, so I usually use it. So, you can guess my surprise when the school and town bully, Clarisse La Rue, with her little band of merry gangsters. "Oh, no." I whispered to myself as Clarisse backed me up right into the wall.
"Hey, pipsqueak! You're due for your daily beat-up!" Yeah, this happened every day, except never back here.
"A-all right, Clarisse. Go for it. If, however, you can catch me!" I yelled, taking off behind them, down the sidewalk to my house three blocks away. I knew I was fast, but I wasn't sure I could outrun Clarisse and her gang.
"Get back here, pipsqueak!" She yelled after me, running at an amazing pace. My eyes widened, and I picked up the pace, trying hard to stay ahead of them by as much as I could manage, but they were quickly closing the gap. Then, suddenly, I took to the air. I didn't force it, or anything that I would normally do, I just went right into the air like Superman. Clarisse stopped to watch me streak across the sky towards my house, and stood openmouthed as I did a perfect landing on my rooftop.
I could see her from her, but I couldn't quite hear her. I could get a gist of what was going on, though. Clarisse was apparently ordering her lackeys back to whatever base they have, and then she proceeded to run towards my house. All the while, she had her hands up in surrender.
"Hey! Pipsqueak! I'm not here to hurt you!" She called up to me. I didn't trust her as far as I could throw her, so I stayed where I was. "I just want to talk to you!" She gave me a half pleading, half threatening look as she said it, and I knew beyond a doubt that her intentions were sincere.
"All right. What do you want?" I said, floating down to the ground. Right when I touched down, Clarisse immediately broke her composure and punched me in the face, knocking me to the ground. Then, right before she punched my lights out, she said one thing.
"Sorry, pipsqueak. But, this is for your own good." And she punched me in the face, knocking me out cold.
I woke up in a strange place, in a strange bed, with a strange smell in the air. I sat straight up, and looked around me. I saw beds lining tent walls, and little lamps hanging from the tent posts. Next to every bed was a nightstand filled with some cards, some weird brownie thing on a plate, a bottle of what looked like honey, and medicines. In about a third of the beds were teenagers, some with bandaged-up body parts, some out cold, and some sneezing out pink ooze.
"Hey! You're awake!" A voice startled me out of my stupor, and I turned to find the source. Behind me stood a girl with wispy, white hair and stormy, blue eyes. "We've been waiting for a full thirty-two hours!"
"Wait, I was out for thirty-two hours?" I asked, then remembering that that wasn't the top priority right now. "And, where in the world am I?" I yelled out. The girl jumped backwards, and answered in a calming tone.
"You're in a safe place. That's all you need to know. Now, rest." She left me lying there, and I watched as she left the tent to go who knows where. So, seeing as though there wasn't anything else I could do, I took a nap.
Thirty Minutes Later…
I woke up and the wispy-haired girl was back. "All right, get up. Naptime's over." Her tone was fiercer now than it was before. "Chiron's ordering me to take you to the Big House, so follow me." The wispy-haired girl left the tent, and I followed as closely as I could, dodging flying arrows, swinging swords, and a spear or two, until a huge barn house up on a hill came into view.
"What is that?" I asked. The wispy-haired girl turned to me and continued walking backwards.
"That, little demigod, is the Big House." And with that, she sprinted up the hill, leaving me in the dust.
"Demigod?" I asked myself, following her up to the Big House, where I found two of the same wispy-haired girl standing in front of the door, waiting for me.
"Come on in!" One said, leading the way. I followed after her, and the other girl pushed me in, and shut the door. I tripped over a chair, and I landed on the floor, groaning again. I sat up, and saw the two girls standing next to a man in a wheelchair.
"Who are you?" I asked the dude in the wheelchair, and he replied curtly.
"My name is Chiron, young one, and I'm sure that you have several questions, but they will all be answered in time. Clara! Polly! Head back to your classes. Your services are no longer needed." The two girls bowed, and headed out the door, leaving me alone in a torch-light room with a man in a wheelchair.
"All right. I'm guessing you're the one in charge here, so you can answer my questions; first, where am I?"
"You are in a safe haven for special children like yourself called Camp Half-Blood."
That made me confused. "Special children? What do you mean?" I wasn't sure if he was referring to my special abilities, or the fact that I have ADHD, which I forgot to tell you about, and dyslexia, which I also forgot to tell you about.
"You were brought here because one of our campers, who was away for the fall, noticed something special about you. Normally, we would get someone else in there to evaluate you, but we couldn't spare any of our satyrs."
"All right, you still haven't told me what 'special' means."
"You, young demigod, are the son of an ancient Greek god, whether female or male, though, I do not know."
"Okay… If one of my parents is a Greek god, then why are my parents still married and have never remarried?" This made Chiron's eyes widen up, then shrink back down in thought.
"But… that's impossible! No godly parent should have any contact with their child after six months…" He mumbled to himself, "Unless…" Right before Chiron turned towards me, a loud, shocking sound ripped through the air.
"Whoa! What is that thing?" I heard someone outside exclaim. I rushed with Chiron outside, to see what was going on. And, you know what? I sorta wish I hadn't. A giant, well, giant was bashing against some invisible barrier up in the sky, keeping the giant from bashing the camp to bits.
"Uh, Chiron? What is that?" I yelled, pointing up at the giant, who was being bombarded with lightning bolts from above. Next to me, Chiron was sort of folding himself out of his chair, standing straight up into the air. I stumbled backwards, shocked out of my mind. "Y-y-you're a centaur!" The name immediately came into my head, and Chiron turned towards me gravely and nodded.
"Yes, boy. Now, get back to the Big House; you will be safe there." Chiron galloped forward, running out of earshot. I decided to take his advice and bolted for the Big House. Then, suddenly, an ear-piercing screech tore through the air.
"Xenophon Crasus! Reveal yourself!" The giant bellowed. He smashed against the barrier one final time before spotting me, rushing for the Big House. "AH-HA!" The giant exclaimed.
"Jeez!" I yelled, turning to see if the giant had broken through yet. The giant smashed into the barrier right above me, and finally broke open a hole for him to get in. The giant got through, and began to rush towards me, attempting to grab me with one of his giant fists. My instincts suddenly kicked in, and I spun and shot a bolt of fire and the giants arm. I took to the air, so I could get face to face with the giant, and somehow turned my arm into a blazing fist.
My mind was on overdrive, and all I could see were physics formulas sprawling across my vision, and somehow those formulas took power and affected me or the environment around me. Eureka! This is how my powers work! I just haven't looked for them yet! I found the formula for density and willed it to activate, turning my arm into a flaming sledgehammer, and I uppercut the giant in the face, knocking him onto his back.
"OW!" The giant bellowed, trying to rise to his feet. I had just induced gravity on him, pushing his weight up into the millions. Then, to finish the job, I turned gravity back on, all the way up, for myself while using the density formula to turn myself into practically a million-pound cannonball. I smashed into the giant, turning him to ashes with a single hit. I stood up with ease, all of my formulae seeming to turn off right when I needed them to.
I turned to look for Chiron and the others, who I saw kneeling down the side of the hill. I was completely confused. "Hey, guys? What are you doing?" Then, I noticed something off. It was brighter than it should be… Then, I looked up. The symbol for Lambda, or Λ, combined with the symbol for Omega, Ω, burned in a bright purple above my head.
Chiron immediately stood up to face me, and he approached me. "Xenophon Crasus, you have just received a large honor." Not hiding the obvious surprise in his face, he continued. "You have been claimed as the new-age god of physics."
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