Collateral Damage
Disclaimer: I don't own anything from the Percy Jackson Series.
Hey y'all! I know I haven't written in forever so I'm going to try and re-write some of this story and see how it goes. Let me know what you think!- Cora
Chapter 1
Deep beneath the human world lies a dark place; a pit full of fire and horrors unknown to mortal man. There are few things that call this place home, most of them monsters. However, there is a girl—one who feeds off chaos and breathes the sickly air of this pit as oxygen. Some might call her a monster as well. She stands at the edge of a bright crack, viewing a doorway to the above ground world. She stands about 5'7" with hip length black hair strikingly highlighted by blonde streaks. Her eyes are the color of the sea in the middle of a storm with a gold ring around the pupil; her body covered in scars. She wears a simple black tank top with jeans and tall black boots. The only visible weapons she has are throwing knives at her hips. She studies the doorway and something in her face speaks of reluctance and of pain. But her face hardens with resolve and with one last glance into the pit, she walks into the light.
Talon-
Sweat pours of my forehead and into my eyes as I dart around a corner of the maze. I can hear her behind me. If she catches me I'm screwed; this, I know. I'm can't remember if this next turn is a right or left. Well, I'm going to swing with left; I grunt with the weight of the sack I'm carrying. I'm considering asking game planners if they can possibly make the damn prize a little less heavy next time. They'll probably say no, something to do with our abilities being tested and whatever other excuses they can come up with us to keep us locked up here. I break the edge of the maze just as I feel a spiral serrated blade enter my right shoulder.
Harper-
I launch myself off the side wall of the maze and sling my spiral hook at Talon's shoulder. With a hissing sound it slices through his shoulder and imbeds itself on the other side. I wince as he is yanked backwards from the exit of the maze and hits the hard floor. I land next to him and release the chain. "You ready?" I ask under my breath as I pull the hefty sack off his back. He groans, "It's a good thing you cauterized that wound, 'cause it hurts like a bitch." I smile, "Alright goofball, do your thing." He nods ever so slightly, "Brace yourself." Before I can make another move the ground quakes beneath my feet and solid rock slams between the open doors of the maze, holding them open. I stumble and clap my hands over my ears right as the alarms begin to blare. Talon screams "NOW WOULD BE A GOOD TIME EMBER!" Suddenly the alarms are quiet, Talon grabs my arm, "C'mon we got to go now!" I clamber to my feet and we race along the floor to the straining doors. Ember appears on the other side of them, her red hair like a blood halo around her head. "Hurry!" she gestures urgently. Logan grabs my waist and hoists me over the rock; then he leaps over behind me. I grab his and Ember's hands, "Hold on." I tell them. The slightly dizzy feeling I get whenever I draw on the suns power hits me and then in a bright flash, we vanish.
Alex-
I frown and wiggle my wrench on a stubborn bolt. This bike has been given me fits all day. "Hey Logan, is the pizza here yet?" I holler. I receive no answer. Groaning in frustration, I slide out from underneath the bike and wipe my hands on a rag. I walk over to the back room to find Logan, but he isn't there. I frown and pick up a tire iron. "Logan?" I call. Something clangs in the back of the shop. I lite my hand on fire and walk to the back. I look through the back bay doors and stare in horror at the huge humanoid figure outside of the doors. I curse under my breath. I figured that our sent would be covered for at least a couple more days but it obviously isn't. I sigh and slip my hand up to tap the coin pendant around my neck and it instantly turns into a heavy double sided hammer. I lite up in flame and emerge from the shop. The Cyclopes turns to view me. "Son of Vulcan, we have long anticipated your coming." He announces. I shake my head and begin to spin my hammer. "Glad to know I have fans." He points to his right where Logan hangs upside down suspended from a bobcat machine. "Tonight we will suck the marrow from your bones!"
Jane-
I stand at the center of a hurricane, literally. The storm rages around me; slamming trees and slinging water everywhere. I close my eyes and breathe in the wild air. The wind ruffles my short dark green hair and burns my cheeks. I laugh and relish the chaos. Then I hear it; the low whistle. I open my eyes and glance over the carnage I've caused. There is about 20 acres of destroyed land around me right now; I love it. But I'm looking for the owner of the whistle. There she stands to my right; almost as if she is a part of the storm as well. I grin and spread my arms, "Its been too long Daughter of Tartarus!"
