It was just a normal day as I was taking a nap in a tall tree in the woods. Today I decided to skip history of the sword class. With my bow in his arms and a full quiver over his shoulder, I woke up to a crack of a stick. A pack of Hellhounds had surrounded my tree. I took to action as the beasts started to climb up the tree. I began shooting them off his tree, then the biggest one reached My branch and bit my leg. Out of nowhere three knives were suddenly in the hound's neck. I quickly took out the rest of the hounds. After they died the mysterious thrower of the knives appeared out of an earlier morning fog. Peter stared at him with awe, just realizing that he was actually a she.
"You're lucky that Chiron sent me to bring you to him," As she said it she picked up her knives and put them all into a small bag, that they shouldn't of fit into.
"Who are you?" I asked in confusion.
"I'm Cecelia, but you can call me CeCe." She obviously was a veteran being able to throw those knives like that, but I didn't recognize her, and it was my sixth month at Camp Half-blood.
"What cabin," I asked?
"I'm a daughter of Ares, you?"
"Haven't been claimed."
Then suddenly a strange orb of light appeared in the smoke. I looked over at CeCe whose eyes were fixed over my head, out of the orb, which looked like a miniature star, appeared a tall handsome man with a bow in his hand.
"Hello Peter," said the man "or should I say son."
"Dad?"I asked in awe.
"Yes, Peter, I Apollo, god of the sun, am your father. I came to you for a request. I need you to travel to Greece for me. My chariot was stolen, and was taken there."
"Why should I?"
"Because I and the gods of Olympus have called upon you now go and fufil your destiny!"
Then, in a gust of gold wind, CeCe and I were transported to JFK air port with money in my pocket and two tickest to Athens in my hand.
"Turn back if you want," I told CeCe.
"No, I'm here to there must be a reason I'm here."
A half hour later we were on a plane to Greece.
Will do more chapters if requested.