Author's Notes: Okay, so this is chapter two. I wasn't going to update this until a couple days but I had it done so why not? Someone mentioned that it's a little similar to the beginning of the lost hero, and actually this chapter is too but Percy is in practically the same situation. I'm having trouble coming up with a name for the Roman Camp, so if you guys have any ideas feel free to put it in a review. Oh and don't worry the OCs right now aren't gong to be major. Thank you so much to all the people who are actually reading and don't worry, it's going to get better!
Chapter 2- Green looses his pants, and I get fried (Percy)
Percy, Green, and Hugh all stood anxiously in near the front of the bus. Their luggage was sitting next to them. Percy had no idea what he might have packed to make his so heavy.
The stop was still a bit far off, there were lots of shops around, and judging that most of them said "Monterey Gift Store" and such, Percy assumed they were in a city named Monterey, somewhere in California.
Then the bus suddenly stopped. The real bus stop was still a block away. The boys almost lost their balance and fell. The bus doors opened. The passengers looked confused, but this wasn't their stop so they just went on minding their business.
"Well that was weird," Percy said confused, "Are we still getting off?"
"Um yes," Hugh said nervously, "hurry."
The boys trudged off the bus with their luggage. They were at an empty plot of land with shops around it. It had a sign that read, "Are you interested in creating your own business from scratch? Call Kerry and Partners today!"
"So, what now?" Percy was sensing something was wrong. Why were his "best friends" acting so nervous and weird? And what was with that bus?
"Uh-oh guys...we've been cornered." Green said staring ahead. The bus drove away, but the woman with the laptop walked closer and closer to the group. There wasn't anywhere to run.
"Oh boy, I guess our luck runs out here, and we were doing such a good job of avoiding them!" Hugh said sarcastically.
Avoiding what? Ladies with laptops?
But something told Percy this wasn't good. He instinctively reached into his pocket and pulled out...a pen?
"Dude, I'm really sorry we have to do this, but don't worry, me and Green will protect you with our lives. We'll explain later!" Hugh shouted.
And then the weirdest thing happened. The lady kind of changed, it was still her though, with the same eyes and smile, but she was sort of translucent. Her body turned into smoke. Large smoke like black wings sprouted out of her back. The wind turned harsh until it felt like a mini hurricane, but only over the empty plot of land.
I get it I'm dreaming, Percy thought to himself, or hallucinating.
"Now young demigods, you will die." She yelled. It was kind of funny because she was yelling in her country accent.
She extended her arm and there were sparks coming off it. Percy's instincts took over. He uncapped the pen and watched in fascination as it grew longer and heavier until it was a gleaming sword. It felt perfectly balanced and gripped. Hugh took off his watch and held it in his palm, and it grew into a gold looking sword.
"How did you...?" Percy asked bewildered.
"I could say the same for you! Where did you get that?" Hugh said yelling over the wind. "Watch out!" Hugh suddenly yelled. Percy whipped his head around and dove to the left. A flash of electricity left ash marks where he had just been standing.
Green let go of his crutches and started taking off his pants.
"Dude! What are you doing?" Percy yelled. How would taking off your pants help anything right now?
"Saving your butt!" Green yelled running towards him like a speeding train, his pants were blown away by the wind.
"What-" Percy was tackled and hit the floor hard.
"Sorry I didn't hurt you too bad right?" Green asked standing up.
"Whoa, hold on, you're a satyr?" Percy realized he had no idea how he knew that. Where a normal person had legs and feet, Green had goat legs and hooves. His hat blew off revealing two horns. Ash marks were left where he had been standing before Green tackled him.
"Faun actually. Satyrs are Greek." He said puzzled how Percy might have known that.
The wind was blowing hard; Percy rose unsteadily to his feet. Green ran off suddenly and started playing...a pipe? Hugh was engaged in a battle with the...anemoi thuellai, storm spirit. Wait, how had he known that? Hugh lashed out with his sword valiantly, but it went harmlessly through it. He had excellent sword work though. Green's pipe playing seemed to summon plants and vines that tried to wrap around the storm spirit, but they had no effect.
The storm spirit locked eyes on Green sending a crazy wind towards him, knocking him on his back hard around thirty feet away.
Percy suddenly remembered the face of a girl. She had beautiful blonde hair and stormy gray eyes. She said, 'the only way to defeat an anemoi thuellai is to strike a blow from the back and surprise it. Are you paying attention Seaweed Brain?' Percy jumped as a bolt of electricity grazed his pants. The bottoms disintegrated into ash and one pant leg caught on fire. It didn't hurt though. It just felt like a bowl of warm water was being held against his leg. Percy reached down and smoldered the flame with his hand. He looked up at Hugh and saw him get knocked off his feet by the wind. The storm spirit got ready to blast electricity at him and Percy went into high gear. Suddenly everything looked like it was going in slow motion and he realized he was to far away to do anything. He spotted a fire hydrant and looked back at Hugh. Any moment know his friend would be blown to bits. There was a tight pull in his gut and he threw his hands forward like he was
pushing something.
Time went back to normal and a huge geyser of water shot at the storm spirit like a vertical waterfall.
"Ah!" it yelled and tried to get out of the way, but Percy kept willing the water to follow it. He had no idea how he did that, but this was definitely not normal. Hugh got up, puzzled for a second but then took off towards the back of the anemoi thuellai. Somehow the storm spirit turned its head around and looked directly at Percy. It fired one last bolt of electricity, before Hugh gracefully swiped at the storm spirit and watched as it disintegrated into dust while yelling "No!" in that funny fake sounding country accent. The winds stopped and the area became quiet. The only thing that was left was a shiny Apple laptop, and a bunch of parked cars with their alarms going off.
"Percy! Look out!" Green yelled. Percy hadn't seen the electricity coming at him until it was too late. The bolt hit his shoulder hard, and Percy blacked out.
