Chapter 2

The bell rang as soon as we got off the bus, it was a normal day at school, nothing seemed to weird, there was the smoking corner on the left side of the school with groups of people talking everywhere. The sporty kids, the nerdy kids and all the other groups that I could name forever. My brother ran over to his friends and I walked inside seeing my friend Roger Green.

"Hr roger, what have you been up to?" I asked as I walked beside him to our class.

"Not much just finished up my math homework and now going to math class. Where class do you have?" he asked.

"I have gym, but were doing archery so I'm probably going to be fine. I cant say the same for you though." I said trying to loosen him up since he was really bad at math.

"Its ok tomorrow is Christmas and my family is staying on long island till school starts." he said happily as the second bell rang, and we both walked our separate ways.

I walked through the now empty hallway to my class. As I walked I kept thinking over and over again about that note until an unusual sound echoed around me. I listened to what sounded like a snake hissing. I kept walking now looking around for where the sound was coming from. I reached the end of the hallway when a hand grabbed my shoulder from behind.

I turned around to see who had grabbed me and saw that it was my gym teacher walking to class. The hissing was now gone, something wasn't right. I looked at my teacher, she was wearing sunglasses and the biggest wig anyone had ever seen. It looked like she was wearing a balloon on her head. She was a fit woman around her thirties, but without the goofy wig and sunglasses she would of probably looked twenty.

"Our class has already started Alex, I hope your not skipping on the last day." Miss Melody said really calmly.

I made up a short lie on the spot, "I was helping the wheel chair kid get to class."

"That's nice of you, well we don't want to be too late. Shall we go." she said like she was luring me somewhere.

"Ok." I said trying not to get in trouble again.

We walked down the rest of the hall and out the door to the archery range. This was my paradise, the breeze making the air smell fresh from the rivers surrounding the school. We walked to the wall of the school which faced a long field where target were set. The first target was set at twenty, than fifty, than one hundred, than five hundred , than one thousand. At each position there was ten straw circle targets. The teacher handed each of us a bow and we all knew what to do. I walked to the front of the line and notched my first arrow, like always I hit dead center. I moved on to the next target I shot without thought and hit the inside rim. Most of the people were still at the fifty or even twenty foot target. I notched my third arrow and aimed forwards at the target, a warm feeling covered my arms and I let the arrow fly, dead center again. The teacher behind me started to clap, I looked back at her and she motioned for me to move on walked to the next target range and pulled back the string. My arms felt balanced and my mind went to peace. The arrow flew out of my bow at a perfect arc hitting the center of the target. I walked to the last target, I could barely see it in the distance but I had a feeling it was there. All the students had stopped shooting and were now watching me. I put my last arrow onto the bow. I pointed the arrow upwards and saw that the sun was straight where I was going to aim. I looked at the sun and I saw another target. I pulled the string back but it was heavy. My pocket started to burn. I released the pressure on the string and stabbed the arrow into the ground. I put my hand into my pocket to see the ring, I grabbed the burning ring and brought it out in front of me, I slipped the ring onto my right hand. My whole body seemed to react as if I were shocked by a lightning bolt, I picked up the arrow and notched it ready to shoot. I pulled back the string till it was reaching at such a tension it felt as if the bow was going to break. The world slowed down and my hand released the string. The arrow disappeared into the suns light. Everyone waited, but for the first few minutes there was nothing, the teacher walked up to me with a new arrow but then there was loud cheering all around me, I looked up at the sky and I saw my arrow, it was on fire burning like a falling star, the arrow crashed into target.

We all ran towards the target and cheered when we saw a giant hole in the very middle of the target and the arrow sticking out of the ground behind it. From behind me my teacher grabbed my shoulder, I was about to turn around but I heard a sound that scared my to death. A hissing sound buzzed through my ears, beside me something hit the ground, I looked at it and I saw one of my class mates completely stone hit the ground then shatter. A loud yell echoed from behind me, "Alex don't turn around! It medusa." it was Roger, and medusa was just a myth.

I looked down at the statue and noticed this wasn't a myth. Medusa's hand let go of my shoulder, I took the chance and closed me eyes. I turned around and kicked the body of medusa. She crashed to the ground with the sound of a small girl getting hurt. I was about to open my eyes but another arm grabbed mine and yanked me away from her. I opened my eyes and saw Roger running towards the school, he was pulling me away, my ring seemed to burn as we got further and further away.

"We have to get you to camp come on before she gets up." he said as medusa's scream echoed through the air. She was coming, and we needed help, "Do not be afraid, take off the ring put it in your left hand and squeeze it." said a voice from nowhere.

I took the ring off and squeezed it not knowing of any other options, in my hand I felt the ring expand until I was holding a four foot long greek modeled recurve bow made from a golden wood, on my back appeared a heavy feeling I put my hand back and grabbed the objects, I pulled out three arrows. The object on my back must have been a quiver. The arrows were golden with diamond tips to match the ring. I put back two of the arrows and Roger turned to see why I was taking so long. He saw me with the bow and almost fainted. He closed his eyes and I notched the arrow, I pulled back the string and let my instincts take over. I listened through the screaming to the sound of the hissing. The sound grew louder and louder. I turned around while shutting my eyes and let the first arrow fly, while it flew through the air, I pulled out two more arrows and turned my bow sideways, the arrows flew side by side until I was sure that the hissing had stopped. Roger patted me on the back and said, "Open your eyes, she is dead."

I looked at the body and saw that there was an arrow in the center of her chest and one in each eye. The sight was so gory that mixed with how tired I was I passed out.