Ch.1- I Learn the True Power of Pepper Spray

I don't own any Percy Jackson and the Olympians. Mr. Rick Riordan does.

It was only about a month after my birthday. Nothing much had been going on. And to be honest, I am bored out of my mind. Nothing, and I mean NOTHING, has gone on in my life lately. No monsters around (I'm not saying that's a bad thing), no word from camp, and worst of all, no word from Annabeth. My life is waking up, eating, watching television, and doing "little favors" for my mom. And her "little favors" are not exactly little. You would think "little" would be going into the other room to get something. Her favors are volunteering to clear the others' apartments for ten dollars. But, if I'm lucky, I'll actually get to go out of the house. I hope she sends me somewhere soon.

All of a sudden I hear my mom shouting, "Sweetie, can you run to the Pit Stop and get a loaf of bread? Oh! And some blue food coloring!"

"I suppose." Thank goodness. I felt like jumping out of my seat on the couch and shouting. But if I let her know that, she might make me do something else.

So I got ten dollars from my mom and left for the small mini-mart. After I got out of the house, I started walking. Mom gave me money to get a taxi, but the store wasn't to far, so I decided to walk and get some cookies instead.

When I got there, I immediately sensed something was wrong. There were usually a couple people here, and two guys behind the register. But now, there was no one to be seen. And usually there was some music playing, but the store was dead silent.

I immediately started playing around with Riptide in my pocket, while walking past row after row of the small six-row store. At the sixth row, I started to get a little nervous. Anybody would if they saw an unconscious pile of people. And then I turned around to see an angry, one-horned minotaur. It took me a minute to realize this was the minotaur I had defeated on the way to my first trip to Camp Half-Blood. He knocked out everyone in the store and put them in aisle six.

As I uncapped the pen, the glorious bronze blade sprang to life. For a second I thought the minotaur seemed to take a step back, only to realize it was taking multiple steps back. It was planning to charge. I noticed we were closer to the back of the store, and simply moved over to the next aisle when he was close. Bam! He slammed into the back wall so hard, for a second he seemed dizzy.

I took advantage of this moment, and slashed at his chest. Yes! Direct Hit! While I relaxed, thinking I had defeated the monster, the now bloody, more angry minotaur quickly slapped Riptide out of my hands. I knew in a minute or two, the blade would return to my pocket. But by then, I might be dead.

"Oh no!" I exclaimed. I was defenseless and afraid for my life, so, I ran down to aisle one, zig-zaging down each aisle in hopes I might lose the monster. I took a minute for it to find me, but Riptide was still not in my pocket.

All of a sudden, I felt a moist, warm breath on the back of my neck. Not good. I quickly grabbed whatever was next to me, which happened to be pepper spray. Immediately I took the cap off and sprayed the liquid right into his eyes.

This made the minotaur take a big step back and rub his eyes. Praying the celestial bronze sword was there, I reached down into my pocket. I thanked the gods it was. In a second, the blade was right through the beast's body, and soon the minotaur was nothing but yellowish dust. "Mom's not going to be happy about this." I grabbed the bread and coloring, put the money on the counter, then ran.

Well, there you have it! My first fanfic. Hope you liked it please review. I am open to any suggestions, comments, or advice for my story. It would really help if you could throw in a suggestion to help improve the next chapter. I also realize this might be random, but it will be explained later.