Hello, readers! This is my first story, so….if it's REALLY bad I'm sorry. Tell me what you think of it and tell your friends! Read & Review (flames are accepted.) And I don't own Percy Jackson, but I do own me!
As I ran across the seemingly endless bridge, I turned around to see the thing closing in on me. I try to run faster, but I trip over my own feet and found myself falling, falling. The thing dived after me, caught me, and flew me to god-knows-where.
"You've been a lot of trouble to us, Nikki," it hissed, "but now we won't have to worry about that anymore, will we?"
I woke up screaming before it killed me for the third time this week.
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As I walked into school – tired, as always – I tried to erase the nightmare from my mind. I shouldn't be worried. It was only a nightmare! Besides, today's a fieldtrip. I'm not sure where, but they're always fun.
Then I remembered – we're going on some famous hiking trail. We talked about some of the stuff we'd do in there like climbing trees, racing, and we even got to go over a waterfall!
It hit me- a waterfall…. a bridge…. my dream….
No way! I think to myself. It's a coincidence! I'm being sooo paranoid!
I walk into class and sit next to my two best friends- Rachel and Jack.
"You look like crap," Jack says bluntly.
"Thanks! That's JUST want I wanted to hear!" I reply.
Rachel asks, "Was it another nightmare?"
"No!" I lie. "I just went to bed late- I was watching TV till, like, one in the morning."
"Sure," she says sarcastically.
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I grabbed a seat in the back of the bus, and force Jack to sit next to me before Rachel can ask any more questions. Why am I good at tactics?
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When we started hiking, I kept panicking at the thought of a bridge. I knew I was being paranoid, but still!
Finally, we reached the waterfall, and nothing happened.
At first.
Friends were daring each other to go close to the edge and lean over the sides. People were laughing, pretending to push each other off. Then the screams started.
Someone screamed in terror, then people joined in, and soon everyone but me on the bridge was screaming – I didn't see anything.
Everyone ran off the bridge, and I got a good look at it, even though I already knew what I'd see- the thing.
It had wings with talons at the end of them, leathery skin, and black, beady eyes. Eyes that were looking right at me.
"Nikki Goldleaf," it hissed, "Don't cause us more trouble than you already have- you never know what may happen to you if you do." It flew away without another word, but something else was coming onto the bridge.
Not something – someone.
"Are you Nikki?" the guy asked. I would've said something, but I was completely tongue-tied. He had black hair and brown eyes that I would have been totally okay with melting into, not to mention his whole dark-aura thing. At his side is a black blade that should scare me to death, but really just makes me really interested.
"Are you Nikki?" he asks again.
"What? Oh, yeah. That's me. Uh… who are you?"
"My name's Nico, and I'm here to bring you to Camp Half-blood."