The Warrior
A young boy walked through the burning streets of Troy with only one emotion, one feeling, one so strong it nearly ripped his young mind in half. That feeling was sadness, a feeling so cold, and bleak, so lifeless, the reason for the young boy's restless emotion. That was his mother, a bad death took her life away. The Greeks had destroyed the entire, once magnificent city of Troy. His mother was Helen, the most beautiful woman on Earth, Paris his "father" had pulled her in front of him, making the Greco warrior slice both of them in half. Paris's attempt to keep life was well, not worth it as his lover would have survived if not for his selfishness.
The boy had no idea where to go next, anyone who ransacked Troy or even lived in the area of Greece would recognize the ten year old Prince, his mother had donned him Perseus, but he enjoyed to be called Percy, as it was his nickname that his best friend as well as his dad's brother Hector had given him. He has no idea where to go, his only belongings that he had grabbed were his plain bronze training sword, his slightly worn leather armor, and a golden locket that his mother had given him, since the day of his birth. With a guess the boy set out to the east, hoping it would lead to a better place.
Now back our current time of Percy's sadness, he had nobody, no mother to kiss his training bruises and cuts. No father to play Warrior with, nothing but the clothes on his back which he sold to a merchant so he didn't stand out. He felt helpless, he prayed to any God and Goddess he knew of, praying for a chance, something to help him. That came in the form of a spell. His father, asked a minor goddess for help, a time freezing spell to keep Percy alive and well, but stuck in a paradox of fortune and misfortune in a combination. She relented but instead of making just Percy stuck in time, she made a hotel. The Lotus Hotel, where Percy would stay and sleep and still be able to learn from warriors and teachers. The more convenient way of it, as time would still move on and Perseus would not be affected by the changes in technology either.
June 21st 2005
Three young people trudged up a hill, one had baggy jeans, a darker skin color, and a rasta cap placed lazily on his head, to finish off his features he had small lines of acne dotted across his face, signaling his mid teen ages. The second had electric blue eyes, dark black spiky hair, with chains on her jeans, and combat boots, making her seem the tough of the three while rasta cap seemed to be the sensitive work it out we are all friends type of guy. The third was another girl, with natural princess curls, and the blonde hair, it made her eyes radiate her natural color, stormy grey, she understated her beauty by wearing a orange camp tee shirt, and a ripped up pair of jeans, with a grey sweater tied around her waist, her shoes were a beaten up pair of white converse. Thalia asked Grover, "Where is Jake?" "As if I know Thalia," " he probably went to go get us some food from the gas station." The three were currently camping out next to an interstate halfway to The Lotus Casino where they were to pick up the last pearl and get Jake's' mom out of the underworld they had currently retrieved three so far, one in Tennessee, one in Medusa's lair, and one in Nebraska, traveling to Tennessee when a monster hoard struck, turns out all empousa leaders have one for quick getaways, Annabeth had snuck up upon her before she had crushed the turquoise ball underfoot, where she would have obviously disappeared.
Well I hope that wasn't TOO bad, being my first writing experience with this site guys, but let's get this straight I am in eighth grade, typing on my I pad, so chapter length, or quick chapter updates you guys can chose, if you do the length though I might only be able to type one chapter once a week maybe even two depending, so go easy on me...
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