Safe & Sound
Hey there world. This is just a small story I'm writing for my little sister Mads because she's so sweet and the best sister ever. She's only nine and she gets scared of the monsters out there and so I want her to know that no matter what, I'll be there for her. No matter what, she'll be safe and sound. I hope you guys review, even though it's really for her, and I hope you enjoy it. I'm her big sis and I'm only four years older than her and so I'm gonna do everything I can to make her see that she's safe.
Here goes.
I sighed as I woke up to the sounds of my little sister's sobs. She's had another nightmare.
You see, she's a nine year old girl and I'm only thirteen. We don't have parents, just each other. We were alone in our apartment and I had to admit that our life was hades. We were on our own in San Diego, California, and we were in danger.
Why?
Because we're demigods.
Crazy? Maybe.
Scary? You bet.
But things get even worse. We're not just any demigods. We're demigod daughters of Poseidon.
How do we know? Well, Percy Jackson told us. Who's Percy Jackson? He's the first son of Poseidon to be born since a little while after World War II. He's seventeen and I could see the family resemblance. We had the same facial features, and the same hair and eyes.
For some reason, everybody said my sister and I had brown hair and that we were brunettes. Funny thing is that when we look in a mirror, we see black hair and green eyes. Anyway, back to Percy.
His father . . . our father . . . told him in a dream that we were his sisters and that we were out there. He didn't tell Percy where, all he told Percy was our names. After several attempts, Percy managed to reach me via Iris Messaging.
He'd told me all about the Greek gods still being around, and that monsters would attack us. He told me that I had to make sure nothing happened to Mads, my little sister, before we could reach camp. What's camp?
Camp Half-Blood is the safest place on earth for Greek Demigods.
The bad part?
It's in New York City.
I've been there once, and that was a long time ago. So I'd decided that I'd take her to find camp when it was necessary. Poseidon put mist around us so that mortals thought we had parents, we didn't have to go to school, and we had everything we needed. He'd even given me a sword to protect Mads with. It was made of bronze and leather, and it had a two foot long blade. I was about five foot six and the blade suited me well.
The weird thing is that I've never needed it. No monsters ever came around to hurt me or Madeleine. Then she began having nightmares.
About two weeks ago Mads had begun to dream about horrible things. She dreamt that vicious monsters came to attack her and that our Uncles Zeus and Hades had sent them to get her. I tried every night to tell her that wasn't going to happen. I tried telling her that the gods were just messing with us. I tried telling her that Hades and Zeus weren't stupid enough to start a war with Poseidon for having kids when the two gods themselves had sired children.
She tried believing me, but the dreams kept coming.
So now I was lying in bed with my arms around my crying little sister, and I had nothing to say―nothing that worked anyway.
"Th-the m-monsters," she sobbed. "They-they g-got you."
I sighed as I glared up at the sky through my window and I simply shushed her in the most soothing way I could. "Don't worry squirt. Nothing can hurt me, and nothing will hurt you. If Zeus, Hades, or any boneheaded being wants to hurt you, they'll have to deal with me."
"B-but P-Pammy . . . what if y-you get h-hurt?" she stuttered out before she began to hiccup.
"Don't worry about me kiddo. I'm a big girl and I can take care of you while I take care of myself," I said as I sat up in bed and smiled at her.
"Are you s-sure?" she whispered as she sat up too. I nodded and sighed as I saw the tear lines that stained her cheeks. I wiped her tears away and hopped out of bed. I smiled at her and held my hand out.
"Come on kiddo, I'll make breakfast," I said with a grin. She giggled and took my hand before we walked to our small kitchen and she sat at the glass table, watching me. I took some frozen French toast waffled out of the freezer and put them into the oven-toaster-thingy and letting them toast before I got a pan out of the cupboards and set it on the lit stovetop.
I let the pan heat for a minute before spraying some Pam into it and laughing to myself quietly. My name was Pamela, and Mads always loved to poke fun at the fact that I had a cooking spray with my name on it.
I let it sit for a bit before I cracked some eggs into the pan and let them sizzle. The toaster dinged and I pulled the hot bits of bread from the toaster. I slid them onto a plate and put em in front of Mads before I drizzled some syrup on them. If you gave her too much sugar, she would go energizer bunny on you and you'd regret ever being born.
"Thanks Pam," she grinned as she munched on her waffles. I smiled and patted her head before I finished up making the eggs. I slid them onto a plate afterwards and rolled my eyes with a smile as she ditched the waffles and snatched up half of the eggs. We munched on our breakfast before walking to the living room and turning on the TV that we paid no attention to.
"So, Mads, what happened in your dream?" I asked her as I pushed her bangs out of her eyes and tucked them behind her ear.
"Well . . . there was this monster guy. He looked like a human and he turned into this big giant guy and he tried to eat me, but you didn't let him and he ate you," she mumbled, tears filling her eyes.
"Aww don't cry kiddo. I promise you that I'm not letting any giant guy eat us. Not in a million years. Kay?" she nodded and I kissed her forehead before getting up and walked over to the bathroom. A girl's gotta go ya know.
I heard the doorbell ring as I clicked the lock on the bathroom door shut and I told Mads to check who it was through the peephole.
"It's the door guy," she said. I heard the locks click and then she opened the door. I could hear her tell Derek, the doorman, that he could come in and that he could drop off whatever package he had on the kitchen table. I finished up in the bathroom and made to fix my hair in the mirror when I heard something that made my heart stop.
"Giant!" I heard Mads shriek. I fumbled with the lock until I got the door open and ran out of the bathroom to see Mads in a corner throwing whatever she could at 'Derek' the giant. The laistrygonian giant. I held back a scream and pulled a necklace off from around my neck. It turned into my sword, Faith, and I lunged at the giant.
It must have sensed my attack because at the last second it turned and grabbed me, holding me two feet off the ground. I tried to kick him and make him let me go but he simply began pulling me from either end. I screamed in pain and I heard a glass shatter.
The giant roared and dropped me to the ground before turning to Mads. She had thrown her glass of orange juice at his head. I scrambled up and grabbed my sword, happy that it hadn't stabbed me when I fell. As the giant reached out for Mads I threw Faith and prayed to the gods that the blade hit the giant.
It did, right in the back of the knee. The giant hit the ground and turned to golden dust that coated Mads like glitter.
"See, I told ya no giants would eat us," I mumbled weakly. She was in the corner of the living room, shaking like there was no tomorrow, and tears streaked through the coat of monster dust on her face. "Come on, go take a shower."
I helped her up and got her into the shower before retreating to our room and setting out some fresh clothing for her. Then I began packing.
It was time for us to find Camp Half-Blood.
Sword = Faith
Celestial bronze dart gun= Hope
