Chapter One
Disclaimer: I do not own PJO! Only Ashley and other Characters that pop up in here that don't in PJO.
On to the story!
Her hair, tied back in a braid, was beginning to become undone. The dark brown color contrasted with her brilliant green eyes. Her purple tee shirt, ripped in the stomach area, brushed against her tanned skin. Her light blue jeans, faded and dusty, had a couple rips in them too. Thankfully the rips weren't anywhere awkward. Ashley sprinted as fast as she could toward that hill. Gasping for air, she urged her exhausted muscles onward. As she ran, she could hear it behind her, that growling that scared her tired legs on faster. Would it never stop chasing her?
Stopping, she rested her hands on her knees, gasping for air.
"Come little demigod. Stop and I'll make it quick, I promise."
The raspy voice only served to terrify her further and she shot off like a startled hare.
Come on, just a little further, she thought. Just make it up that hill. One last stretch then I'm safe. Come on!
Each step upwards seemed to take a little of her strength from her. But as long as she continued to outdistance that abomination, nothing mattered. She hoped. If it caught her, she knew it would come out. That thing that she had accepted so long ago. A real blessing and a curse. It had kept her alive all these years and those years had been many. She was so very old and yet so very young in appearance. In all these years I've lived, why didn't I learn to drive? she asked herself angrily.
"Demigod, you need not worry yourself of going to the camp. To many horrors await you there. Easier just to let me kill you."
Yeah, like that was ever going to happen! The deep, hoarse, slightly out of breath voicsounded closer, but so was the top of this stupid hill. Only a few more feet! Run! Then it happened. A large hand curled around her waist and tugged her off her feet.
"I have you now demigod. No escape for you."
Ashley let out a piercing scream. Not because of the monster. It came over her. The thing buried deep inside her mind. That shadow. When she opened her eyes again, it wasn't her. The Shadow lifted her head. Holding out her hand, she summoned the sword that had saved her life many times. Flicking it into a backward hand grip, the tip of it behind her, she stabbed back. She felt the blade sink in to that monster. The hold on her lessened and she dropped to the ground, landed on her feet, and spun to face her attacker. She immediately wished she hadn't. Man that thing looked like it had a serious case of allergies! With red eyes and a nose all wet and dripping, it looked like it was having a bad day also. Not to mention that ugly wound that now graced it's torso. The Shadow dropped the sword, shaking her head. When it was completely gone , she summoned up a pistol, cocked it, then fired.
BANG!
The monster fell back, disintegrating into dust that blew away in the wind.
The ring she wore on her finger glowed as the gun returned to it. Closing her eyes, the Shadow receded back into the recesses of Ashley's mind.
Ashley opened her eyes, gulping for air. Her muscles faltering, she collapsed to the ground thinking to herself, I hate Mondays, but at the moment, Tuesdays are coming pretty close.
She sank into unconsciousness, sprawling on the ground, her braid practically undone and framing her face. Every muscle in her body jumped at the chance to rest and cramp just to irritate her when she awoke. This was how the two teens, armed and ready for a fight, found her.
"Must have been terrified out of her wits. Poor kid," the first boy said.
"And super tired. Don't forget that," added the second.
"Let's get her to Mr. D and hope that he's in a good mood. I don't know if she's mentally stable after going through something like that Alex," decided kid number one.
Alex nodded his head and said,
"You want to carry her or should I?"
Kid number one, name Joe, said, "You go ahead man. I'm too tired from Chiron's archery class."
Lifting her carefully, the two friends carried Ashley into Camp Half-Blood a safe haven that she had been to before. Not that anyone remembered her. She had gone to great lengths to be forgotten. Ashley Williams, the English girl who had lived for centuries, forever youthful.
A/N: Hope you enjoyed Chapter one! Please review! Even if it's instructive criticism. You can even tell me if you would like more detail and stuff and I'll do my best to comply! But I know that's kind of hard on the first chapter.