We decided to write another fanfic! Yayy~ Xera has actually never read any book from the Percy Jackson series so forgive us if some of the characters are OOC XD Also, we are horrible at describing fights and actions and anything really so dun kill us please ◉_◉ Pls feel free to review and give us some constructive criticism \ (•◡•) /

-Xera & Carna

Madeline

I plopped down on the muddy ground of the alleyway, dumping all my "loot" onto my lap and offering Marcus some of the bread we had "borrowed" from the bakery.

He immediately snatched it from my outstretched hand, wolfing down the food down like a ravenous beast.

I often wondered how he managed to cram all that food down his throat at a rapid pace without choking to death.

My stomach screeched loudly for food and I couldn't help envisioning the organ shouting at me in a squeaky voice, "FEED ME!"

I giggled at my silliness and started helping myself to a slice of buttery goodness, being careful not to dirty my beautiful leather gloves, when i heard a low growl coming from my right.

With an annoyed sigh, I immediately jumped to my feet, scanning the area for the source of the sound, ready to attack if it was one of those wretched monsters. Then, I noticed the big, hairy monster looming over us.

"Was that my stomach growling or yours?" I heard Marcus remark and I couldn't resist bursting into a fit of maniacal laughter along with him, ignoring the ugly creature momentarily.

The monster let out a furious roar, seeming to be annoyed that he had been forgotten.

Focus, Marcus! Distract it!

Nodding slightly and stepping towards the hairy beast, he taunted the wretched thing, "Woah, dude! I don't think it's such a good idea to go parading around in your undies. Didn't Mommy teach you modesty?"

The creature seemed to become even more enraged and I could practically see the smoke coming out of its ears. With a "threatening" growl, it launched itself towards my brother, ready to smash him into a thousand little pieces.

A smirk spread across my face as I took out my dagger and assumed a fighting stance. Without a second's delay, I darted out from the shadows and stabbed the dagger into its muscular back. Caught off guard, the Minotaur let out a questioning growl of surprise that made me snicker.

Just as the wretched creature was about to fight back, I grabbed the hilt of my dagger, which was still stuck in its back, and twisted it roughly, eliciting a loud roar of utter pain and agony from the Minotaur. My smirk grew into a full out grin as I enjoyed the suffering of the creature.

Then, with absolutely no break in my movements, I pulled the dagger out and swiftly slashed at the Minotaur's wounded back yet again, perhaps using more force than i needed to. But hey! It isn't my fault! This uncivilised monster interrupted my meal!

The beast exploded into yellow powder, vaporized on the spot, leaving nothing but me and a very irritated Marc in the dark alleyway.

"I wasn't done playing with him yet!" He whined like and small child, "and I had just thought of a new insult to try out on him too!"

I giggled at him, "You were taking so long i couldn't help but interfere!"

That was when i noticed the boy standing at the entrance of the alleyway with a shocked expression, a sword made of the same material as my dagger in his hands and his mouth slightly agape.

I raised an eyebrow. Who's this kid and why on earth is he standing there holding a sword? Didn't he know that you shouldn't walk around waving a sword like a fucking serial killer?

The kid seemed to snap out of his daze and approached us, "Woah, dude! How did you do that! You gotta teach me that move!"

I ignored him and continued staring openly at him, not missing the sharp edge of his blade and the casual but experienced way he held the sword.

That was when Marcus spoke up. He said in an joking tune, "Hey! You totally just copied my trademark phrase!"

When the kid merely cocked his head in confusion, Marcus sighed heavy and proceeded to mimic him in a high pitched squeal, "Woah, dude!"

The kid's face reddened as Marcus and I burst into a fit of giggles. We were being a little mean and we probably shouldn't be teasing a stranger (especially holding a deadly sword) but hey! The kid's just too fun to tease!

The kid stood there awkwardly, suddenly finding his shoes very interesting. He opened and closed his mouth soundlessly, hesitating to say something,until he finally blurted out a single question, "Ever heard of demigods?"