I'm trying this, not really sure if it will be popular or not. We'll just see if I continue, but anyway, enjoy for now!
NOTE: No Percy Jackson characters play a big part in this story. So, if you're looking for something like that, stop reading. There may be a few cameo appearances, but that's it. You have been warned. I don't want any bad comments cause of that…
Also, this is set a few years in the future.
FULL SUMMARY
Grace: Grace was adopted. She has never met her birth parents, but she thinks her adopted parents are crazy. They believe in Greek gods and they are leading the 'revolution' against them. Hundreds of humans are aimed against all ancient beings, no matter what they are, they will be killed. When Grace discovers something that could put her at risk, how far will her 'parents' go to keep her from talking?
Hailey: Hailey has always felt the pressure to be perfect. She had straight A's and was captain of the cheerleading team at her high school. However, none of that matters when her parents pack her up and take her with them on what they call a revolution. Her parents are two of the people leading this 'revolution' against the Greek gods, which seems crazy to Hailey until she meets Shane, a demigod her parents are set on killing. Will she choose to do what her parents want, or will she get too close to Shane?
Lina: Lina is the goddess daughter Zeus and Hera, and soon to be 13th Olympian and Princess of the Gods. On her 17th birthday, she will officially be made goddess of the stars and all things celestial. But when the humans discover the existence of the gods, becoming an Olympian is no longer a priority as she chooses to fight or to reason with the humans.
Grace
I woke up on the cold cave floor. "Ow," I mutter to myself as I sit up. I'm surprised I slept at all. I really don't know how the cave people lived in well, caves.
Let me explain. I've been sleeping in about everything except for a bed for the past 2 weeks. My parents believe in Greek gods. This may seem like it has nothing to do with my sleeping in a cave, but it actually does. My parents gathered 268 people who also believe in the gods to start a revolution. They think Zeus and all those other gods are causing all these people to die. Last year, an epidemic broke out and killed 34 million people in the United States alone. So, we are apparently headed for Mount Olympus. Yeah, I told you they were crazy.
You probably think it's strange that I don't even try to defend my parents, but the thing is, they aren't really my parents. I'm actually adopted, and you can tell. My parents are both of German descent with blonde hair, light skin, and blue eyes. I'm Italian, with olive toned skin, dark hair, and olive colored eyes. Don't ask me where the eyes came from.
Anyway, so my parents packed up and met up with all these people. We're travelling from Indiana, Ohio, Pennsylvania, Illinois, Kentucky, and Tennessee. Apparently we had to pick all these people up and they couldn't just meet us somewhere. We're headed for New York, for what reason, I have no clue. I don't really listen to my parents most of the time.
I wish we could stay in five star hotels, but I guess we don't want to check 268 people into a hotel, as it may seem just a little bit suspicious. Apparently we can't get caught. We'd all probably be chucked in some mental institution.
Let me make clear I do not believe in Greek gods, just so you don't think I'm crazy, too. I'm just here because I have no money. I'm also only sixteen, so I might get arrested or something. So I guess I'm sticking with the crazy crowd.
So, as I sit up and look around, it seems most people are awake. There aren't too many kids my age here, only Hailey, who I would resent if I was in any other situation than this one, her older brother, Taylor, a super shy girl named Yuri, and a fourteen year old kid named Kaleb. I don't get along with Kaleb or Taylor; I've never spoken to Yuri because she's so quiet, so I talk to Hailey. She's Miss Perfect, and I would never have talked to her in school because of stereotypes. She's actually kinda nice, but I was always with the outcasts, and she was with the popular kids.
I notice a note by me. I (try) to read what it says.
Grace,
Wenl oidute to sturl the gatturing. Meat us oit tere.
Mom aind Dad
It takes me a while to decipher my mother's loopy handwriting. I hate it when she does that, she knows I'm dyslexic. When I realize what it says, I'm not in any rush to go outside. A bunch of crazy people isn't really my style. However, I still know I have to go.
I stand up and look around. Most people must be outside, because the cave was near empty except for a few adults who like to sleep late, a few little kids, and Yuri. She stares at the floor, her black hair covering her face. I don't bother to try to talk to her as I walk out the cave entrance.
Outside I find my parents and Hailey's parents standing on a large, flat rock that is slightly elevated. Everyone sits under the rock. Hailey and my parents seem to be looking at some sort of a map, and Hailey waves me up to her. I climb up the rock.
"Hey," I say, yawning. "What's going on?"
She shakes her head. "Not sure yet. They'll probably announce it soon enough though…"
Suddenly, you hear my father clear his throat. The talking ceases, and everyone stares up at the rock. Hailey and I back away from view.
"I have good news," my father says. "We have a new target that will be a direct hit to the gods, an insult that will surely offend them. I have information from an inside source that there is a camp that has around one hundred demigods residing. We will kill their children, and we will have our revenge." A mutter broke out among the group, then a cheer.
I felt sick to my stomach. Now we're killing children? Hailey and I exchange glances. This is horrible.
"The camp is not far from where we are now," my father continues, "You will pack your things today, and we will start travelling tomorrow morning. You are dismissed."
Everyone begins to file back into the cave. I corner my father. "You're killing children now?" I say angrily.
"Yes, I suppose so. But these children are like Satan's children," he says, as if reassuring me.
"You are a monster," I say through gritted teeth. And with that I stomp off into the closest forest.
