After the Giant war, one day, Leo remembers this girl that he feels he knows a long time ago. Who is she, and what happens when they meet again at Camp Half- Blood? Read to find out. This is my first ever fan fiction, so please review. Constructive criticism is appreciated. Remember, please review! Also, please forgive any O.C-ness!
Disclaimer: I don't own PJO. If I did, the authour's name on the books would not be Rick Riordan, but it is. So I don't own PJO. I wish I did.
Leo's POV
As I lay in bed tonight after an exhausting game of capture the flag, I started to think back. It was a couple of months after the Giant war had ended. Gaea had been put back to sleep, all the Romans and Greeks had made up ( though Octavian was still miffed, and kept muttering, saying that the Greeks were going to attack the Romans from time to time) and new campers were coming in like crazy every day. Yesterday, a total of twenty- five campers came here throughout the day.
As I started to nod off, a flash of a girl entered my mind. She had black hair, and startling bright green eyes. She looked agonizingly familiar. I tried to recall who she was but- "Leo? Are you awake?" a voice whispered beside me. It was Tommy, a seven year old who had come to camp about a week ago. He had brown, curly hair and bright blue eyes, and followed me around everywhere I went.
"What's up, Tommy?" I asked flashing him a grin.
"I couldn't sleep. I'm just not tired", he said.
Tommy was one of the most hyperactive kids I've ever seen. He was always jumping up and down, playing with nuts and bolts, tapping his foot, twiddling his thumbs, and drumming his fingers- almost all at the same time. I think he was even more hyper than I was.
"Well, just try. Try counting sheep, or just start daydreaming or something", I told him. "Or, if you're really not tired, do some jumping jacks, then count sheep or daydream", I suggested after. Tommy looked doubtful, but he said a quiet thanks, and went to his bed. After, I could hear a quiet swish, and feet pounding the floor, and "one, two, three, four, five …" very softly. That's the weird thing about Tommy. He's as hyper as a monkey on five cups of coffee, but spoke as quiet as a mouse.
I tried to recall who that girl was, but I was really exhausted, and could remember for a fleeting moment that her name started with an E, before I fell asleep to the sound of Tommy counting "fifty, fifty-one, fifty-two…"
Evie's POV
Contrary to what my t-shirt said, I was not feeling the love. Oh, sure I was with my two best friends in the world, Emma Pentie,and Trev Pentet, it was almost Christmas, winter break had started, I got new highlights, my favourite series' next book had come out and I got it straight away, but being chased by a gigantic, foul smelling breath, saliva dripping, nine headed monster was definitely not part of feeling the love!
Okay, let me back up a second here. I'll try to start from when this all happened.
My name is Evangelina Penter. I'm fourteen years old. My birthday is on September 17th. My two best friends: Emmalina (Emma) Pentie, and Trevor (Trev) Pentet. We all have our birthdays in September. I'm pretty tall for my age; I have black hair and bright green eyes. I have a red, blue, red, blue pattern for highlights. My favourite colours are cherry red and cerulean blue. I love reading, and so do my friends.
Just this morning as I was walking to school with Emma and Trev, our classmate Grover came up to us babbling something about Greek Gods and Goddesses, Camp Half-Blood, it not being safe here. We didn't believe him but suddenly, a big, purpley giant nine headed monster comes out of the blue and attacks us. We started running for our lives and – I couldn't believe this- Grover takes out a set of reed pipes, starts playing something, and vines start growing out of the bricks and holds off the monster- for a while. We got into the fastest cab we could find, with a monster chasing us right behind us. I don't know what the New Yorkers saw, but I was absolutely, high screaming, loud shouting terrified. We were on our way to a place called Camp Half- Blood whereas Grover put it "It's a safe place…Usually". Let me tell you. That 'usually' did not make me feel any better. Anyway, on our way there, I learned that the Greek and Roman myths were real. Gods and Goddesses - "and yes that includes the monsters, too", Grover added. Gee, you think? – heroes, all of it. I learned that demigods were the children of a god or goddess and a mortal. I learned that my two best friends, Emma and Trev were both demigods. Oh, and what else? Oh yeah, I learned that I was a demigod too.
So, what do you think? Please review. This fan-fict goes out to my best friend in the whole wide world, who for privacy reasons will not be named, and the Emma was one of the O.C's names because my best friend loves the name Emma. Please review!