Chapter 2: I'm a Half-Blood?
Jason
After we got sent to the office I decided to snoop around. Mr. Johnson had the most boring things in the world. His computer had no files, his desks were empty, and his books were about the history of lions and scorpions. In his desk, there were some teeth and claws, and a vile of what looked like poison.
"Jason, look outside!" Christine cried. There was Rick, lying in a pool of blood.\, surrounded by a group of very large black dogs licking his wound.
"Come on!" I yelled as we ran down the stairs. We were about to get out the front door when Lauren Peterson and Janice Layce crashed into us.
"Oh hi, what's going on?" they asked, but I don't know if I said, "Nothing, gotta go!" or, "GET OUTTA THE WAY WOMAN!" or something else rude.
We grabbed Rick, who joyfully coughed blood all over my clothes. I have no idea why a kid with an arm wound is coughed up blood, but I didn't have time to think. We've been seeing monsters everywhere, and to think that one hurt us is pretty scary. I think if a large thorn was wedged in someone's arm, it wasn't an accident. Just saying.
Christine started hyperventilating, and I realized that calling for help just wouldn't do it. Suddenly, Laura and Janice sprinted in our direction. "Oh, no!" Laura whispered. "Janice, get the Ambrosia! A Manticore! This is not good."
As Janice fed him little cubes and took out the thorn, Christine asked, "What just happened?"
"The poison entered his system, and he would've died if we hadn't come. Here, help me get him into this car crashed into a tree." Janice murmured quietly.
We all got into the car and Laura started driving. Fact of the day, never ever ever let a thirteen year-old drive a car through Los Angeles. She kept driving over curbs and hit so many cars that I lost count. As we drove on, I noticed that the dogs had been following us the entire time.
Nobody talked the whole time, unless you count Christine crying about her almost loss of Rick.
Soon, we were in Beverly Hills, and pulled up into a large mansion. When I say large, I actually mean extremely massive beyond comparison. Even one of those fancy-shcmancy mansion look like a doll house compared to this thing.
"How did you know where I live?" Rick whispered painfully.
"Don't talk, I'll explain later. You're families are waiting for you inside." Laura said urgently.
As we climbed out, I noticed the sun starting to lower in the distance, and everything started to make sense. We were demigods, just like in the myths.
Little did I know what was in store for me in the future.