Chapter 1 just another day or so I thought
Monday morning. The worst. Here I was first period Monday sitting through graphics looking out the window at the stormy English weather. The teacher Mr Healey was trying to explain the difference between C.A.D and C.O.D to Jack Wardrop. While Georgia Telling gossiped about what her and her 16 year old boyfriend were up to at the weekend. Then there was me and one of my best friends Rory Fisher. We just sat and looked out the window. Rory had a serious expression on his face and was staring intently at the sky. He would do this whenever the weather was bad.
The lesson ended and we rushed to get out of the door that where we met up my other best friend Conor. He had a muscular build and dark brown hair. His eyes were so dark they could have been black and were like bottomless bits. Whereas Rory had electric blue eyes muddy brown hair and a more cheerful aura to him. Me I was an athletic blonde haired green eyed girl. We were probably the weirdest trio to walk the halls yet everyone still seemed to want to be friends with us. Chelsea Anslow would always be flirting with Rory. Devan Raymond had an unhealthy infatuation with Conor and me, I had a maniac of a stalker named Scott. He just wouldn't leave me alone.
We made our way to music. We had our form tutor Mr Cull and he let us sit in the Conor together out of everyone's way and do our own thing. He had dark curly hair and a bushy brown beard. Anyway today we had to pair up and Conor was with Rory so I had to go with Scott. They sent me an apologetic look from across the classroom as I took a seat next to him. He smiled and invited me closer. I scooted further away. So, instead he came closer to me. I tried getting away but he reached out to touch me I glanced worriedly at Conor and Rory. Conor tried to get up and help but Rory held him back. I didn't know what was going on. Then I heard a crack and Rory's brow furrowed. A streak of lightning struck Scott and he burst into yellow powder.
I couldn't understand what had happened. It was then that Rory and Conor came over. They looked at me and pulled me up. "Are you okay?" they asked simultaneously. I nodded. "Time to go" whispered Rory. He ushered me and Conor out of the room while everyone else just sat still they blinked and Mr Cull said "Don't panic children just a structural failure please exit the room safely."
We ran outside and left for the bus station.
On the way Rory rang my mother and Conor sent some sort of message to a camp. "What's going on?" I asked confused as ever. "Um well we have to get you to a camp in long island. It's for special kids. A sort of sanctuary really" Conor replied. So you're taking me to a loony bin" "no it's a camp for half bloods" I could tell they were irritated by my last comment. "Half what?" I asked curious of his answer. "Half god" Rory said impatiently as if I should of gotton all of this by now. Half god?" I thought I was getting pranked. If so this was pretty clever. I would have gone with that theory if I hadn't felt something stirring inside me. Something that had been buried deep down. All the weird and dangerous things that had happened in my life popped into my mind. Like when a water fountain exploded and half the school got flooded in year4 or how a man with one eye had come to the school and snarled at me until later that day he disappeared. Everything merely out of place seemed to be put together and made an extremely ugly and dangerous picture. "So whose kids are you guys?" I asked although I had a sneaking suspicion about Rory's godly parent. "Zeus" he replied bitterly as if that name always got him unwanted attention. " Hades " Conor didn't sound quite as bitter he seemed as though he thought it was cool that his dad was God of the underworld. "Why don't you guys go to this camp then?" I questioned "we never went. Our dads came to us in dreams. Told us everything. We do speak to people there though. We both have brothers that go there. W e did want to go there during the war but they said they needed allies close by. We were never called in to help. Chiron the activities director he asked us to find half bloods here in England. You, you were strong." Conor replied. I thought about that.
We were now approaching the airport. Stanstead. I'd only been in an airplane once before and it was an hour flight to Scotland. Worst experience of my life and I was dreading getting on another. The plane took off easily but at every bump or piece of turbulence i would grip my seat and go rigid. Rory seemed to be having the time of his life. But Conor looked pale as a sheet and worse than I felt.
When we landed I was so relieved. We went and got a coffee and something to eat. Found the nearest table and sat. "I need to message Chiron and tell him we are in new York. He'll send a van to collect us." Conor said but it seemed like an excuse to just go and throw up in the bathroom. Mme and Rory were left alone. "What was this war you mentioned?" i asked. Rory gritted his teeth "first there was the second titan war. It was fought mainly in Manhattan though the Romans took down mount Othrys in California. Percy Jackson, a son of Poseidon saved the day. He led everyone to victory." He spoke of him as if he were a god not a half blood. "Then came the giant war last summer. Jason my brother and Percy led the attack in Rome. But first the Greek and Roman sides had to unite. Together they defeated the giants and more importantly lulled Gaia back to sleep." He finished. These guys were heroes. Real Heroes. The kind you only normally hear about in books.