HEY GUYS FIRST FAN FIC LIKE PLZ?
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Pacifica
Before the gryphon my day was fine. They were almost to camp what could possibly go wrong. I was wrong. Me and my brother Booker were dosing off on a beach on Long Island. Then a dream came. I was walking down a dark ally way, exhausted, Then I heard a loud noise. I drew my celestial bronze knife that once belonged to my deceased older brother. Thud. Pain prickle in the back of my head. The scene changed. I was somewhere different with little startling grey eyes boring down on me. After a few seconds of comprehending,I saw a younger boy with black hair and grey eyes. Did I mention he had a hammer aimed at my head. He squinted his eyes at me "Your not a monster," he decided "Are you like me?"
"Woah move the hammer and then we'll talk," He set the hammer down. "You mean a demigod? Lets start on the simpler things how old are you?" he looked around and said "I'm 9. And my names Booker by the way." I smiled Booker was unique name. "Pacifica, I'm 11" I smirked. "Thats a weird name" He smiled. I looked over at his hammer "Your going to have to do better than that Booger," he just scowled and mumbled "booker."
"How about a dagger" I pulled out my brothers dagger "How would you like to wield a a celestrial bronze blade," I toss it to him. He catches it. "Athena." he says. I smile "Hades. and were family now, your never getting away from me"
I wake up to a 13 yr old Booker. And for a moment in time I see the scared lost 9 yr old but then I blink, then its just him agin. I smile "You almost smashed my scull in with a hammer." he laughs but then his serious expression returns "Theres a gryphon," he points up in the trees, "that has been stalking us a while. Come on sunshine. You think you can shadow travel to camp?" I yawn then nod. He grabs my hand and then darkness swallows us. Then things went wrong. I had landed at the bottom of a hill with a giant pine tree that supposedly marked camp. "Stupid John!" Booker yells looking. Stupid gryphon follow us! "John?" I ask confused. "Yes he has a name duh!" Booker rolled his eyes. I was about to reply but he stiffened and froze.
I spun around to find my facing a gryphon with claws raking against my stomach I screamed in pain and collapsed, then things got weird. Olive branches wrapped around the gryphon, Booker approached it but it disintegrated in to golden dust. A boy probably about a year older than me stepped out with a sword in his hand. He had long black hair and hazel eyes. Booker looked at him "Booker" the boy approached to shake his hand "Tyler" he said then Booker collapsed. Then the pain overwhelmed me and things went black.