Now, here's the amazing story! JK. Here's a story that I've had in my head for quiet sometime. Here's what it's about…
!-Two girls have boon living on the street for Hades knows how long. Originally, they were fosters until they discovered they had weird powers. Chiron knows about them, but he is fobidden to tell any of the half-bloods. The girls try to figure out who their real parent is, but the gods experimented on them. They're not sure which powers are theirs and which are not.
This goes through the Last Olympian, but doesn't follow everything. The lost hero characters will come in eventually. Don't get mad if it doesn't follow that either.
I only own the girls and nothing else. Enjoy!
Samantha's POV
Hello. My name is Samantha Sarah. Yes, I do realize my name is made up of two girl names, but blame that on my dead daddy!
Anyway, I am twelve years old right now, and an orphan. My parents died before I even got a chance to remember them. At least I still have my sister, Isabella Sarah. Otherwise known as Izzy. I'm known as Sam. We travel all over the US of A.
Want to know how? Then ask someone else. We can disappear into the shadows without a second thought. The only thing we need to think about is the place we want to go. We refer to it as 'Shadow travel.' It's creepy, but fun at the same time.
As of right now, we are in Colorado. I'm not sure where though…
"Sam?" My level headed sister asked in a curious tone.
"What?" I asked innocently.
"Is it just me or do you see a huge dog over there looking write at us?" She asked in in the same tone she used before.
"Oh, I see it too," I said in the same toned I'd used before.
"Should we run?" She tilted her head to the side.
"Yes I believe we should." I nodded.
We sprinted in the opposite direction. Of course, the dog followed us. We had no cover because we were surrounded by dirt and a highway, and there were no cities in sight. Maybe Colorado wasn't such a good idea.
Izzy and I ran side by side as hard as we could.
"What should we do?" I asked looking to see how far the dog was from us. Not too far.
"I don't know! You're the one that thinks fast in these situations," she also looked behind us.
"Well," I thought a moment, "we could turn and fight."
"Works for me," she said as we stopped running.
I tore the sword charm off my bracelet as she tore the bow and arrows off hers. On these bracelets, we had charms.
The charms were a sword, a bow with arrows that always returned after they hit their mark, twin hunting knives, a regular knife, a bottle of a special healing drink, a bag of healing food, a sleeping bag, a suit case full of our clothes, a first aid kit, and a sleeping dart gun. Useful, right?
I'm off topic again! Sorry, ADHD. It may help in battle, but it sure is annoying.
As soon as we stopped running, we got into our formation. I stood in front of Izzy as she used her special wind power to loft herself about five feet from the ground. I wish I could do that.
The dog continued to charge at us. This thing was huge. I swear that if you put Air Force One by it, the dog could use it as a chew toy. This thing was bigger than most of the others were. It was black as a night mare and had red eyes that seemed to glow with hatred. I admit, I was scared, but I held my sword up ready to fight if Izzy's arrows didn't kill it first.
Izzy started to fire at top speed. All her arrows hit their makes and returned to the quiver. The dog didn't stop or turn into dust like they always do. Taking a deep breath, I counted down until it was my turn.
Ten, ten feet.
Nine, nine feet.
Eight, eight feet.
Seven, seven feet.
Six, six feet. I gripped my sword and bent my legs.
Five, five feet.
Four, four feet.
Three. Three feet.
Two, two feet.
One, sword in doggy's nose.
It didn't die, but it did back up. I followed it, slashing at its eyes, heart, and mouth.
After what seemed like hours but was really only about five minutes, the thing turned to yellow dust. Izzy, like always didn't have a mark on her, but she did look scared. Me? I had a deep cut on my arm, and small scratches all over.
Izzy brought out the first aid and got to work on my while I ate some of the magic food. She was always good with the healing. I couldn't do that. We both had special powers, but they were different. The only ones we shared were shadow travel and flowers. Our eyes also affected people.
Izzy's eyes were purple. It stood out against her blonde hair and tan skin. She wore sunglasses all the time like me. She loved the color pink. Her normal outfit was a pink tank top and white shorts with dirty white sneakers. For winter it was blue jeans with a pink T-shirt and a white jacket, and the same shoes. Her hair was naturally curly and went to mid back.
If you looked at her then me, you would never guess that we were sisters, much less twins.
I had black hair that had red streaks throughout it that, scary enough were natural. It was also straight as anything could get and it was about an inch past my shoulders. I had pale skin that never wanted to tan. Luckily, it wasn't completely white, so I could deal. I wore a red tank top with black jean shorts. I never go anywhere without my leather boots. They were black with red swirls in random places. For winter it was black jeans with a red shirt and a black jacket. My eyes? I have been putting it off, haven't I? I where sunglasses to cover them. They're red. Not just red though. Like the giant dog, they glow. Not all the time, but when I want them to, my whole eye turns red and if you look into them, your worst fear and regret comes out and you can hear the people you betrayed calling you. Some people die if it's bad enough, but most are just driven crazy.
Izzy's eyes do something similar. Hers glow purple and instead of what you don't want, you see what you want. It's like the sirens but not singing. You look into her eyes and freeze. In that time, she can make you do anything. If she wants you to kill yourself, you will. If she wants you to sing, you will. Anything is possible.
The only ones we know that are immune to our eyes is each other, which is good because we spend so much time together.
If we lose control of when to trigger them, mine come when I'm angry. Not just angry, but pissed off. Izzy's come when she's scared. It doesn't happen as much anymore, but that's also the reason we wear sun glasses.
On we go with the story. Once the dog was gone, Izzy and I continued on our way to find civilization. This really is just a normal day between us. We have powers that no human should have, and we don't even know what to call ourselves. The only thing that keeps us going is the dreams of the future that Izzy keeps having. They involve us finding others like us. I sure hope it's soon.
Done. Yeah! Thanks for reading, blah, blah, blah and review please. =D
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