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Hey first story ;) I've been on FF only about a 3 months but I never updated a story, I also know this story is quiet early and would just like to get started with it and maybe the people who hadn't read The House of Hades would be able just to read along:
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This story is when Leo's great-grandfather – Sammy – Hazel's first Bf had found an old book dug up under the tree where Hazel and Sammy met on his birthday, this had happened after a few years when Hazel disappeared and he would've been around 15 years old.
Also he would be reading the book and I would update a chapter by chapter of the book and don't think I'll let you read the book just like that BRO (uhh or sis) please this is FanFiction and of course there would be pauses maybe a lot and it will be all his expressions or what he had thought or said.
Recommended that you have read The Lost Hero, The Son of Neptune, and The Mark of Athena! Hope you like it! ^. ^ This may seem boring but just READ IT!
Sammy 3rd POV
Sammy was filled with regret for what happened. If it weren't for him, Hazel would have still been here. What if she was dead? He couldn't bear to live if it had been his fault that she died. But… but, what if, she had just left? Maybe she just left the country. 'Or the world', he thought sadly. The thought of her dead sent Goosebumps from his leather-covered toes to his tanned neck.
No. Sammy needs to focus on life now, but the idea worried him so much that it was now haunting him. Every night he would see Hazel about to die. He wanted to warn her but it was cut off the second she was going to die. He would wake up and find himself sweating like he had stood out in the Minnesota rain. After his dream about Hazel, who was oddly a few years older than the last time he met her, was with two other boys that were surely older than her. Then somehow, a god named Death, was looking for Hazel to take her back to someplace. All I knew was that it was bad. I tried shouting but it wouldn't work. I would wake up right before I could run towards her.
He promised himself that he would search for Hazel from now till the time he died. He would never give up. Just like how Hazel would never give up on him…
He went to sit on the spot where he and Hazel had sat the last time they met. He wondered how Hazel got the diamond to pop out of the ground. Now that he thought about it, it didn't actually seem possible. But it somehow got out. He looked under him and wondered how many jewels could be in the soil under him. He made a mental note to himself that he would start digging tomorrow morning, after he had cleaned the horse club. He had no idea where this urge had come from but if someone had commanded him to do it, well, anyone who actually cares. He would do it. He would really like to know what is actually down there. (A/N Later in the next chap you would find out why he had that urge to do it)
He now started making his path to the Horse club; whites only. He had to start cleaning the horses now or the members wouldn't be glad.
NEXT DAY…
Sammy was now panting after running with a heavy shovel. He wasn't patient at all and he wanted to find out what was under there. He got to work with his shovel and started digging. It was about 15 minutes since he started digging his hole, which was already quite huge and enough for him to fit in.
He tried to stab his shovel into the ground again but it wouldn't go in. So he stabbed his shovel downwards like King Arthur with his sword and he heard a metallic sound.
Rather than stabbing at it again, he started to scratch off only a thin layer of mud off with the side of the shovel. After he had scraped off the meager amount of wet soil, he brought his fingers to tap it the place where he had heard the sound from, and the metallic sound came again.
He excitedly threw the shovel right beside him and started digging with his nails, which made his hands raw and red and his fingernails were all full of dirt, but who cares! There must be a treasure down there or something worth a lot, he thought anxiously. He reached in with both hands and dragged out a… box? It was cover in mud but at the side he could see lines of pages. This must be a book! But he didn't want some stupid dirty old book. He didn't want to learn any more than he learnt at school. Although he learned a lot less than everyone else did.
Well what story could this be about? Of Mice and Men, The Hobbit, or even Gone with the Wind? If it was, he could sell it for a price and cash would be on his palm. Only, he hoped that every page was still glued to the book.
He rubbed off some mud where the headline should have been. Great! It was a hard cover book. 'Someone would surely buy it now!' he yelled mentally. A big smile was plastered on his face. He couldn't wait to know what the title was and sell it. Not until he found out what the book was called…
He dropped it onto to the ground and it made a big thud; bigger than it should've sounded like. He was afraid to open it… he was afraid to open… open the…
"The House of Hades!" Sammy yelled. It was the book… the book which wasn't supposed to be here.