Slash. Make that 48 more to go. I turned around and got out my bow and fired. Okay, THAT plan failed. Me and a few other Heroes were trapped and cornered. I guess Athena was busy helping someone else. "RETREAT! REATREAT!" I screamed.
We tried to get away, nope we are not going to get away THAT easily. I looked around, the enemy forces regrouped. Now how did THIS happen? Oh yeah, I went on a cruise ship with my dad and I invited a friend from another cabin to have some guy to guy time, but when we got near the Bermuda, I guess then the monsters started to find us. But still it was weird, it was only 2 Demi-Gods. Oh yeah, we found out there were 10 OTHER demi's on the cruise ship. Now that we docked at Boston, the monsters followed us, I met the 10 other Demi's and we decided to head back to camp together. THAT was a stupid move, especially for a Athena Kid.
I am Ian Hunter, age 12, black hair with gray eyes. Tanned, etc, etc, and etc. Leave the appearance detail to a Aphrodite kid, not me. So we were walking around, and at the market we saw some hellhounds, and long story short, we are here surrounded. Great.
Now back to the present. I got out my bow and started to fire. I know, I know, leave the bow and arrow to an Apollo, but to be honest, I like my bow. PERIOD. So anyways. I kept firing, "THIS ain't gonna work!" I exclaimed, "We need a Phalanx! But do we have enough spears? No".
I quickly thought up a strategy. "Guys! Charge that way! Wedge formation!" I yelled. The quickly formed a wedge, me in the front of our Human Spear and charged at a Cyclops. I got my spear and aimed. Like a Hastati, the Roman Infantry. I threw the spear and it pierced his eye, more dirty than my dad trying to make a pizza. I quickly ran.
"What's your plan?" asked one of my fellow Demi. I kept running.
I turned around and said. "Meat!" and kept running. I soon got to the meat market. I shot open a window and took all the meat I could carry. But by the time I got out, the enemy soldiers surrounded me.
"Hello. How are you doing?" I asked pretending to be innocent.
"Oh nothing, just that we want to tear your limbs and eat you while you scream in terror, nothing much." replied a Cyclops.
"Oh fun." I said with enthusiasm, swinging my arm.
"Yes it will be."
"Awww. You have a cute little Hellhound!"
"I named him Fruitcake."
"Nice name! Can I pat him?"
"If that's what you want to do before you die, sure"
I slowly approached the dog, slowly, slowly, slowly. Okay, 3. 2. 1- I turned around and threw a steak at the Cyclops, the Hellhound jumped at it and started to bite at the giant. I threw another, and another, and another. Soon I ran out and made the run for it.
"Where were you?" asked Sam (AKA my Best Friend).
"Oh nothing, I went to feed some Hellhounds." I replied. Sam looked over my shoulder.
"OH! The plan 9034? Meat? The one Chiron taught us? THAT Meat?"
"Duh, what else?"
"Nothing, I guess. Lets get out of here before the cops come." With that, we ran. Heading towards Camp Half-Blood.
I feed some Hellhounds at the peak of my death. Fun, isn't it?