Daughter of Victory
Chapter one
The pounding got louder and I started to work faster. They would break through the door to the damp stuffy Boiler Room soon. I had to finish her trap before the broke through the door. I tested my trap, success!
"Funny, I used success" I thought "It describes me and my life." Every competition I have ever competed in I had won. I guess you could say the odds are on my side. I started to climb up the rusty pipes on the wall. As I climbed I started to think about the last time I talked to my Mother.
"She told me to go to a camp when I wanted to stop running. But what was it called? Camp Demigod, no, that's not it, what was it? Ah ha," I screeched "Camp Half-Blood." I nodded pleased with myself as I climbed onto the rafters. "Or I could go to that other camp, Camp Saturn or something. She said that was in San Francisco, and that is too far away. Plus I'm only a mile or two from Camp Half-Blood. Then the monsters broke through the door.
I crouched on the rafters and got ready to attack with my celestial bronze and imperial gold short sword. It was a gift from my mother for my 10th birthday. She said "Victorica don't be fearful of this sword, you will need it later." Suddenly the monsters walked in I got ready to pounce. They sniffed everywhere, now was my chance.
I jumped down and sliced, diced, and stabbed at monsters until all that remained was sand. I knew more would be coming soon, so I dashed out of the Boiler Room, up the stairs, and out of the abandoned building. I stopped, the monsters had surrounded me. I cursed in Greek; I would have to ask my Mother for help. "Hey Mom, you know I'm in a tough situation. I could fight, and win, but I want to get there fast. Could you kill them for me? Please?
"Oh child, don't you remember? You have wings," she said disappointed. I suddenly remembered, I was six and my mother visited me in the orphanage I lived in. She told me I had wings. "Really?!" I asked excitedly "How do they work?" "Here let me help you get them out" she said as she pulled the giant gold wings out of my back. "Oh, wow." I said as I inspected them.
"Now let me give you some advice," my Mother said wisely. "Before you join a side on a battle, think carefully about their cause, because whichever side you join will surely win." And with that she was gone.
I pushed and pushed until my wings were out. The monsters advance temporarily halted at the sight of my giant gold wings. "Now's my chance" I thought. I jumped into the sky and started my ascent. Minutes passed, and then finally I arrived.
I gently glided down until I hovered over the ground. Then I landed and looked behind me. "This is the kind of situation when it's bad to have giant gold wings." I mumbled. They were closing in fast. I didn't have time to put my wings in my back, so I had to stay and fight with them out.
As I ran into battle I yelled "For Nike!" She fought like a hurricane, slashing and stabbing in a blur. When she was done she stood in what resembled a beach. When she turned around she saw hundreds of faces staring at her curiously. "Hello," she said with a friendly smile. "I am Victorica daughter of Nike. Is this Camp Half-Blood?"