Note: all stuff having to do with Percy Jackson belongs to Rick Riordan, NOT ME
Falling. Falling. Falling. Never ending falling. You know that dream, where your just free-falling into nothing, that is the kind of dream I am having. But this time it's different. Instead of black nothingness, I see the sea rushing up towards my face. Closer and closer. Then I hit. Water swirls all around me and my whole body feels like I just hit cement. Then I'm just kind of drifting. Drifting along face-down in the water. I feel strong yet gentle hands push me along the currents. Next thing I remember is being pulled out of the water by multiple hands. Whoah, hold on, back up. You guys still don't know about me at all! Let alone my name! My name's Alia Thorn and I am now 14 years old. My life is weird and probably always will be. Up until now, I have been hidden away in the Lotus Hotel Casino for almost a year. That means that almost a century has passed in real time. Pretty scary. Then some person came and reminded me about my family. When I came out, I saw big differences in California. Names were different, and when I went to look at the newspaper, it said Tuesday, August the 16, 2011. Wow. At that time, I thought I was going crazy. I looked around for the person who had taken me out of the hotel. No one was there. That made me think I was even more insane. So I just start running. Anywhere really, I didn't care where I ended up, only that I wanted to get out of this place. Before I knew it, I had run up a mountain, small one really, but who ever knew small ones could be so dangerous. I felt the rock start crumbling out from underneath me. Instinctively I shot my hands up into the air, but grabbed nothing. Once again, just falling. Falling. Falling. My recurring dream. Everyone has one, don't you? Lying face down on the water that felt like cement when I hit it. Boy was I lucky I didn't die from that fall. My distant Uncle probably helped me at least survive the fall. Tell me that you at least know who my distant Uncle is. Come on! Poseidon of course! Well, I didn't learn about this until later, but nonetheless, a big fat duh. Being pulled out of the water by hands. Now that felt nice. I could tell they were guy hands, the way they were so strong and firm, but at the same time, gentle and warm. I knew I was going to be ok. Then I blacked out, no sound, no sight. Just nothing...
he he, sorry about the short chapter, but I want to see what everyone first thinks of my story so far, I need at least 3 reviews to show the next chapter! thx!