TriWorld Legacies

Carter

"Please, please, please shut up for a moment." I begged. Sadie was chattering in the phone with her friends Emma and Liz. I was practicing combat magic and I could not concentrate with her talking so loud.

"..I mean, yeah, sure," She went on. "Whatever, right? News flash, Liz: he had a nose the size of a potato! And you want me to date him?"

I groaned and exited the room. My name is Carter Kane, by the way. That was my sister, Sadie Kane. We were once hosts of Egyptian gods and now we're not. We live in the Twenty-First Gnome, or Brooklyn.

"Oh, hey, Carter," Jaz said as I passed by her. Jaz is one of the trainees here in our home. She has blonde hair and blue eyes. She's a healer and learning the path of Sekhmet. "You have a package delivered a while ago. I put it in your room."

I smiled. "Thanks, Jaz."

She smiled and nodded. I went to my room. In my bed lay a parcel, brown and quite new. On top was a little letter, folded neatly. I sat next to it and opened the letter. The letter was wrote elegantly.

Carter and Sadie Kane,

You're presence are needed quite badly in our camp. Apparently, the fate of the world is at stake here. Please do heed my call by tomorrow. You may bring two of your best pupils. The address is inserted in the parcel.

Mr. D, director of Camp Half-Blood.

I read the letter again and again until I absorbed the information. Who the heck is Mr. D? What's Camp Half-Blood? Why the hell are we needed? I stood up and went out to the balcony. I needed some fresh air. Now, all I have to do is tell Sadie.

I went to look for Sadie. Luckily, she wasn't in the phone anymore. She was watching TV with Khufu. I stood in front of her.

"Sadie, we need to talk. It's urgent."

She looked at me in annoyance and pointed at the TV. "Can't it wait until the show is over?"

"No, it can't." I grabbed her by the wrist and pulled her out of the room. I let her read the letter before she could protest. Instantly, her expression was serious.

"Should we go to this camp?" She asked. "It might be a trap or something."

I shrugged. "Let's just see for ourselves, then."

"Did you open the parcel?"

"No."

She let out a sigh of exasperation. "Seriously, Carter?"

"What?"

She rolled her eyes and raced to my room. She crashed on my bed and ripped open the parcel. There were four orange shirts, each with a Camp Half-Blood print. On top of the shirts was a small, white card. Sadie picked up the card.

"Long Island City. We're going to Long Island City."

"That's it? I thought we were going to some bizzare place."

"Well, loser boy, apparently you're bizzare place is just a next to us."

I flopped down the bed. "But didn't Amos said that Manhattan isn't a good place to go? Because of.. other gods, or like that?"

"Let's just hope Amos was joking."

We called Jaz and Walt Stone to my room. Walt Stone is this big guy. He's buff and fit. He has brown skin, black hair in a buzz cut, and dark brown eyes. He is a charm maker and our first pupil. When Jaz and Walt entered the room, I told them about what we're going to do.

"So, who's gonna look after everyone else?" Jaz asked.

"We'll leave Magenta and Howard in charge. I just hope Felix won't cause them any trouble." Felix is one of the youngest trainees. He's best at summoning penguins and you certainly do not want penguins in your house.

Sadie stood up. "Okay, then. Let's pack now. Bring as many as you can. We don't know how long we're going away."