Chapter 1: summer camp
Samantha pov:
I felt the sun shine down on me thorough the curtains. I groaned as I pulled the covers over my face, wanting more sleep and turned over. I heard the familiar hiss of air, I raised my hand feel steel metal. I lifted my head to see I was holding a kitchen knife. 'That's new, it's usually a butcher knife' I thought. I smiled, I did this every morning for as long as I known and I've never gotten hit.
"So close, but no dice," I told my butler Adam, with a smile.
"Breakfast is ready, Miss Sam," Adam said as he caught the knife that I threw back at him.
I got out of bed, and made my way down the four flights of stairs to the ground floor. And yes, if your wondering I live in a mansion. My parents are filthy rich, and yes I find it kinda boring. I walked into the kitchen walking over to take me seat in the stool.
"The usual Sam?" Our cook, Rafael asked me.
I nodded as I yawned, I was so bored, I needed something to do.
"I could always go to the game room or to the pool as long I don't have any interviews lined up." I thought with a scowl as I started to eat. I heard someone walking up behind me as I reached for my orange juice, I relaxed my muscles readying myself for a fight.
I felt a hand grab my forearm, forcing me to turn towards the person. I smiled it was my mom, Natalia Rodgers, which meant I was going to fight. I throw my other hand at her, opened palm, aimed at her face. She grabbed my hand mid-swing pulling it forward, so my arms made an 'x'.
I pulled against her, tiring to get out of her grip. I looked at my mom's stance and found an opening, glad that she taught me mixed mural arts as a child. I lifted my right leg and kicked my mom in her belly, sending her back and breaking her hold on me.
I smiled yet again as I got off the stool, stopping my mom's foot from connecting with my side. I pushed her foot upwards so she'd have to do a backflip. I jumped back on the counter, in a handstand then fell back on the floor again. I looked up to see my mom going for my O.J.
I grabbed a knife, and called out "For orange juice!"
As I stabbed it close to her hand making her stop. My mom grinned at me.
"That was close sweetie, good one".
My mom grabbed the knife and threw it at me, I grabbed it before it could make contact. My mom jumped across the counter. I feel my mom hands on mine, pushing the knife forward, I pushed the knife back.
I found that, it wasn't working to well for me. I did mange to turn my head and push the knife forward embedding the knife in the wall. My mom tried to hit me, I blocked. I tried to hit her, she blocked. We kept this up till my dad, Steve Rodgers, entered the kitchen.
"Good morning," My dad greeted us.
My mom turned and gave dad a kiss, "Morning."
"Morning dad," I told him as I pulled mom, back and put her in a head lock.
"Open up your stance a bit, and tighten your grip, Sammy." My dad advised me, as he started to eat his breakfast.
I did as my dad suggested, I felt my mom tap my arm. I smiled as I let her go and called out, "I win!".
I walked back over to my O.J. started to drink the fruits of my labor. Me and my mom love O.J. and my cup was the last bit of it. For those of you that were wondering why me and my mom were fighting, is because I always get into fights with my mom and dad to keep my skills sharp.
"Sammy, we're sending you to camp, today." My dad told me.
"Really?" I asked, eyes became brighter at the thought of getting away from the interviews and my parents for a summer.
"Yeah." My mom told me with a smile, "Grover's going with you".
"Yes!" I called out, as I jumped from my stool and hugged my parents.
"All you have to do is get dressed, your bags are already packed. Grover should be here shortly then we can go." My dad said as I was already on my way up stairs.
I striped my clothes and hopped into the shower. I got out of the shower, dried off, and started to straighten my raven black hair. I tightened the towel as I walked into my walk-In closet, I ran my hands through the many kinds of fabric of my different outfits. I grabbed one of my favorite t-shirts, it's black and has 'I have an attitude and know how to use it' written on it in red, I put on a some nice fitting jeans.
I grabbed a pair of black sneakers, looking at my reflection I approved of my outfit. My eyes went wide as I noticed I wasn't wearing my favorite half moon necklace. I went back into my room, looking through my bed, my desk, my drawers but I didn't see it anywhere. I quickly went into the bathroom and saw my necklace on the sink.
I breathed a sigh of relieve as I put it on, completing my outfit. Making my way back down stairs I saw my bag already packed. I sat down and waited for the doorbell to ring, as I waited I tapped my foot. After about two minutes I got up and started to pace back and forth, as you can see I can't stay still for long because I had ADHD.
Getting tired of that I decided to try to read to kill some time, I say try cause I am dyslexic, just as I was getting frustrated enough to throw the book across the room. I heard the door bell ring, I ran down the steps, when I made it I saw my best friend Grover. I ran over to him and gave him a hug, I felt his growing goatee ticking my face.
"I'm so happy to be going to camp!" I told him excitedly.
"You would." Grover said rolling his eyes at me.
"Aren't all kids happy to go to camp?" Before I could ask what he ment my dad spoke.
"Alright let's get going," He told us.
"Can't I drive?" I asked my dad with puppy dog eyes, as we went out to the car.
"No." My dad said sternly as he got in the drivers seat.
"But I am sixteen." I argued making my voice firm.
"Get into the car." My dad ordered me.
I stood with my arms crossed, why couldn't I drive? I'm old enough and I got my license.
"Why can't I drive." I continued to argue.
"Oh, look, the paparazzi." My mom called out, pointing behind me.
I quickly got into the car with mom, dad, and grover. I put on my seat belt as I called out, "Drive, man, drive!"
-twenty minutes later-
"Tree, tree, tree, another tree." I've been saying tree because that's all I see trees. "Oh, Look! Another tree!"
"Will you please, stop saying tree." My mom told me, annoyed.
"Ok. Cloud, cloud, cloud, cl-" I was cut off.
"Samantha, please?" My dad said.
I shut my mouth, my dad only used my full name when he was annoyed. I looked out the window quietly. After about a minute my ADHD kicked in so I turned and saw Grover's leg shaking. I raised my eyebrow, 'something's up'.
"You ok? Grov." I asked using my nickname for him.
"Yeah, I'm fine, S." He gave me a small reassuring smile, using his nickname for me.
"Ok, lie to your best friend." I told him, sarcastically, staring at him.
I watched him let out a breath, then said,"I'll tell you everything soon I promise".
I smiled as I knew I would get an explanation later, "Ok fine".
I looked out the window again, that's when suddenly I saw a teenage boy that looked around my age wearing a black ninja t-shirt and a pair of pants with extra pockets on the sides. His raven black hair stuck to his face from sweat and he had a backpack on as well. I watched as seconds after he came through the tress a monster came as well chasing him.
It had the head of a women, lion body covered in feathers,lion front legs and goat back legs covered in feathers, and two tails. First ,was a lion tail, not in feathers. Second, was a tail with a horn on it. I would have laughed if that thing didn't look like it was trying to kill the boy. I suddenly felt this over whelming feeling to protect this boy.
So, of course I got out of the car and chased after them, trying to help.
"Sam, where are you going?" My dad called out.
"I have to help him, I can't explain it I just got to." I answered him as I got closer to the woods where they disappeared in seconds ago.
"Remember what we taught you." My mom called out.
I smiled back at the car, as I called out, "I love you guys so much right now!".
"Wait up!" I heard Grover call out to me.
I waited, grabbing my bag from him and ran off trying to find that boy. I ran through the woods with Grover beside me. I was kinda surprised he could keep up, with his leg disease. I follow the trail of foot steps human and lion/goat.
"Sam do you hear that?" Grover asked me nervously.
"I don't hear anything except that boy's and that monsters footsteps, we're getting close now, hush" I told him as I stepped over a fallen branch.
"I do, just stop and listen." Grover nagged, can't he see I have a boy to help.
I sighed as I stopped, flexing my ears. The sound of footsteps reached my ears about 8 sets. I had this gut feeling that those footsteps belonged to two more monsters that are the same as the first one. I grabbed Grover running away from the monsters, before I knew it we were in a clearing. That boy was there too on the other side of the clearing, hidden by the trees but I saw him.
"I told you I heard something." Grover told me.
"Yeah, yeah, you were right." I said giving Grover his credit, as I made my way over to the boy.
"Hey are you ok?" I asked him putting my hand on his shoulder.
"Yeah, a little out of breath, a little scraped up but I'm good. Who are you?" He asked me standing up right.
I smiled at him as I said, "I'm Samantha"
"Sam. If I can ask, did you see them, too?"
"You mean thought lion/chicken things, yeah I did. I also saw them trying to kill you." He chuckled.
"Yeah, but when has that been new for me?" I heard something. A small child's laughter. 'what is a child doing out here?' I thought as I looked around for where the noise was coming from. I heard the creepy ass laughter from above, left, and the right of us.
"Ok what's with the laughing?" I asked getting annoyed.
"Shit. They're here." He said. He pulled a pair of headphones and an old CD player out of his bag. He pressed the play button. The CD player turned into a quiver full of arrows and the headphones turned into a bow.
I rubbed my eyes to see if I really saw what just happened, I don't know why but looked to Grover for an explanation. He was digging in his pocket for something, when he found what he was looking for he throw it at me, like right at my face. I grabbed it with little effort, I looked in my hand to find a pair of dice. I looked at Grover questioningly.
"Roll them," Grover told me as he pulled out his pan pipes.
I shook the dice in my hand, then threw them on the ground, snake eyes came up. The dice began to emit a silver light to dice opened up and the light came into my hands. I wrapped my hands around the hilts of knives.
"Sweetness," I said with a grin. This was almost as good as when my mom taught me how to shoot a gun.
That's when the damn laughing got closer, in a matter of second the three lion/chicken demons made their presence known.
A/n: sorry for the long wait, don't blame my friend, he made me stop there. Throw your rotten fruit at him, also he has the next chapter.