A/N: This is my first real fanfiction story. Characters and settings go to Rick Riordan except Nomadum ones. Time setting during Trials of Apollo.
Note: This is the edited version of chapter 1.
Chapter 1: Semi-Nomadic Organization
Nyx went away and Apollo's chariot arrived with bright rays shining to earth. Roosters screaming, the people of Nomadum exited the realm of Hypnos and began their daily tasks.
Adam, son of Apollo, set foot into the soil. Herds of animals roamed around the community, and a few crops made their way up. There is one area that caught Adam's eye, the solar arrays. Sheets of black metal pointed towards his father, giving electricity to the small community. As he heads toward that area, an arrow flew past him, missing him by a centimeter, and the bow is in the hands of Kevin, leader of Nomadum's council.
"Please be careful next time, sir, that arrow almost killed me," exclaimed Adam in shock.
"But it didn't. And how many times do I need to tell you, just call me Kevin," replied Kevin with a smile.
"Ok Kevin, skilled as always."
"But not as good as you, son of Apollo. And look who's behind you"
Adam slowly turned his body 180 degrees, only to see a girl wearing a green shirt and a blue dress, fitting so perfectly with her body. Her name is Violet, daughter of Hephaestus, manager of textiles. Adam met her eyes for a moment unit her face turned into false annoyance, suppressing a smile and muttering the words, " Go away, you're too smart."
In reply, Adam came up with the most awesome poem:
She pushes him away,
but he is always willed to stay.
It is the will of fate,
to create the opposite of hate.
" He's right, Aphrodite put you two together as a perfect couple and will always be together,"
Blushing, Adam replied, " Be quiet Kevin, that's not what I meant."
" Yes it is," it was the voice of Hailie and Ben, in unison.
Adam and Violet, both embarrassed said in unison, " We should be going to our work stations, let's set a good example to the commoners. See you later." And they ran off.
" Aww, they're so cute, they say everything in unison. But they're right, let's get to work," said Kevin.
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"Solar Panel A32, Cathode check, Anode check, solar absorption check, chariots check. Wait, what, chariots? That's Ben's job!" Thought Adam.
"I repeat, Nomadum's chariots are going to be in use by the public. Thank you." Ok, that's why. This could only mean one thing.
Adam asked Ben " Who needs our chariot services again?"
"Greeks."
Before he could elaborate, a rainbow appeared next to Ben's phone, then it buzzed. Fear spread over the crowd of commoners like a disease, and everywhere is the sound of unsheathing swords.
In this panic, Adam only laughed at the crowd "People, calm down. Can't you see that this phone is equipped with I-Fi™?"
The emotion of commons changed from fear to confusion, all Adam could hear is "What?", "I-Fi?", "I'm Fine?", "Ink-Fidgets?"
Ben addressed the crowd, " I-Fi™ stands for Iris-Fiberless. The reason you unsheathed your swords is because mortal technology attract monsters, but have you wondered why?"
Adam continued the lesson, " Well, it's because radio waves increases the energy of demigod odor particles, allowing the particles to travel further and get picked up by monsters"
Ben said, "But what if you could increase the frequency of the radio waves by a factor of nine, changing it to visible light waves?"
A random child of Athena answered, "Then it would form segments of rainbow colors because the different frequencies of radio waves will be increased by the same proportion."
A child of Iris answered, " And my mom can redirect the light to your phone. What's the message?"
"The Greeks need our chariot services so they can go to Camp-Half Blood," answered Ben.
At the word "Greeks" protests started, fists of people went up to the air and boos were everywhere.
"You know why they need our chariots? 'Cause they suck at moving" shouted a commoner.
"They're nerds that can't do no practical stuff," shouted another.
The riots were suppressed a neigh of a horse, and on the horse is Kevin, son of Zeus. He cleared his throat and began to talk, "Fellow members of Nomadum, before I criticize your prejudice, I must thank you for your love toward this civilization. I appreciate your dedication towards Nomadum, however, you must learn to respect other civilizations. Without the Ancient Greeks, astrolabes wouldn't exist and we wouldn't be able to navigate ourselves. I'm not telling you to befriend the Greeks, but at least tolerate their culture."
A/N: How is it, please review and provide suggestions. How did you like Iris-fi™? Next chapter will be about Camp Half Blood.