Hey fanfic guys, here's another story from yours truly. I am Hyperion, titan of fire, feel my wrath ( and my genius)
Disclaimer: I don't own PJO series, Rick Riordan does
Loosing an arm really hurts.
Chapter 1
Dimitri's POV
A drop of sweat raced down from my forehead, down my cheek before finally falling off and landing on the grass as we lugged ahead.
Hi, my name is Dimitri Medley and today I found out that one of my parents is a Greek god. Isn't that great… wrong, because now, I have to walk all the way to a place called camp-half blood with my best friend Spencer who says he's a satyr. Yeah, he showed me the feet *shudder*.
My phone chirped in my pocket, I answered it, it was my sister, adoptive of course, my parents Anne and Julian Medley adopted me when I was 9, before they gave birth to my sister two years later, and now I was 16.
"Where have you been, mom and dad have been looking for you everywhere" she practically screamed at me.
I bit my lip, I was about to answer her when Spencer knocked the phone out of my hand.
"Are you crazy man, don't you know that demigods aren't supposed to use phones" He screamed, his voice shaking in fear.
"Why?"
"Because it attracts-"his words were interrupted by a piercing roar.
I turned around to see a huge lion standing before me. And guess what my protector did…., he let out a scream and fainted, can you believe it, he fainted leaving me alone with this freakish animal.
It charged at me, and I jumped out of the way but unfortunately, I wasn't quick enough. Its mouth clasped around my arm and tore it away, from the elbow.
I fell on the soft grass and let out a piercing scream that I'm sure was heard in china. The pain was like nothing I had ever felt. I wanted to crawl into a hole and die.
The last thing I saw before I passed out from the pain was the lion being enveloped by the ground.
I woke up on a soft bed. At first, I didn't register anything, and then the memories of last night came flooding back. My eyes darted to my arm, which was surprisingly there, a black elbow length glove had been slid over it.
I looked around and found out that I wasn't the only on here. There were kids in beds like mine, some had casts, and others were passed out. I touched my arm. It felt solid. I slid off the glove and what I saw shocked me like nothing else could.
From my elbow down glowed bronze. It felt normal. I lifted it, examining it. I rapped it; it made the sound of solid metal.
The door opened and a guy walked in, he looked about my age with sea-green eyes and raven black hair like mine.
"Well, I see you're awake." He said as I stood up from the bed.
"Perseus Jackson, son of Poseidon." He said offering a hand
"Dimitri Medley" I shook his hand.
He examined the glove with curious eyes.
"So… you probably know why you are here"
"Yeah, I'm a demigod."
"Ok then, let's go see the camp" he said leading me out of the room.
Alright guys, this is my first chapter, love it, hate it, think it's boring, just read and review. And cut me some slack, I'm just a 14 year old guy. So R & R. Till next time.