Sorry about the taking foreverness of my update. I got a major case of writers block and it didnt turn out competely well. Hope you enjoy!
I woke to the sound of a trumpet call. I looked at my surroundings and observed I was in a tent. I slowly stood, for fear I would fall over. There was a trunk at the end of the bed I had been sleeping in. My curiosity got the best of me and I opened it. Inside, I saw uniforms. The kind soldiers from the seventeen hundreds would wear. I stood and walked outside.
I saw an army camp ground. Soldiers were running past me, horses were dragging wagons filled with guns and ammunition. A man was marching towards me and stopped two inches in front of my face. "Soldier! What are you doing away from your post?" I didn't get a chance to yell at him for yelling at me because I had no idea what was going on, because something exploded. Before I could do anything everything went black.
I slowly opened my eyes, and grimaced. The light was fairly bright and I had a migraine. I looked around and saw I was in a strange room. It had a few other people lying in cots similar to mine.
As my other senses focused I heard someone having a conversation. "-wake up. She has been asleep for two days." Two days? That brought me to my senses. I shot up, "Two days?" They jumped and looked over in my direction shocked.
"You're awake!"
The man who said this had brown curly hair, and a scruffily beard. He was in a wheel chair, but he looked as if he didn't need it. Next to him I saw the boy with the black hair. They were both looking at me like I had just risen from the dead.
"Thank you, Captain Obvious. Now will somebody tell me where I am?"
The boy spoke, "Your welcome, Lieutenant Sarcasm. You are at Camp Half-Blood, a safe place for demi-gods like you and I. Have you heard of the Greek gods and goddesses? Well they are real. You are a child to one of them, though we are not sure which." The old man looked at him like he was annoyed, but the boy just shrugged it off.
I looked at him and decided he was a psycho. I calmly got up and started walking towards the door. They watched me, no doubt wondering what I was doing. They didn't move when I walked out the door. When the door shut I ran. Not as fast as I could have but fast enough to where they couldn't catch me.
I looked around and saw buildings, fields of grass and if I looked hard enough, I could see a forest. I smelled strawberries.
All of a sudden there was a hand on my shoulder. I stopped abruptly, and turned to see who it was, and saw a familiar face. It was the girl with icy eyes. "Where are you going?"
"Leaving the psych ward."
She looked at me as if I had asked her the square root of pi. "What?"
"Everyone here is crazy if they expect me to believe that Greek myths are real." A look of realization passed over her face. "We are not crazy. Have you ever noticed strange things? Ever been expelled from schools? Ever saw… things? Do you have ADHD and/or dyslexia? You are a demi-god whether you like it or not. Deal with it. This is the only safe place for you So either stay here or would you like to see how long you last in the real world? Because I don't think you could last very long."
I don't know why but I felt anger towards her so, I punched her. She looked at me like she was going to kill me. Then she came at me. I side-stepped but she anticipated that. Her arm shot out and hit me in the gut. I fell with an, "Oof!" Quickly I got up and punched her again. Then I tripped her. She fell and I got down on one knee and choked her. Someone came from behind and pulled me off of her. She caught her breath and looked at me with fear in her eyes. I was still glaring at her when I realized someone was yelling at me. It was the black haired boy. I also noticed there was a crowd formed around us. "What the hell was that? You beat her up for no reason! She never did anything to you!"
"She did do something to me! She doesn't even know me and says I couldn't survive on my own! Something I had to do for five years! She tried to stop me from leaving! Everyone expects me to believe these stupid myths that aren't real! If they were real-." That's when my voice broke. I looked away. Out of the corner out of my eye, I could see shock written across his face.
Max stepped out of the crowd and put his arm around my shoulders. He glared at everyone, and finally his glare settled on the black haired boy. They all cringed back, except the boy. "Move." Max's voice seemed to echo throughout the place. The boy took a step back and the rest of the crowd scramble away. Max walked me to a large blue building. When we entered, the man in the wheel chair was sitting at a table, looking deep in thought.
When he saw me he looked relieved. "Your safe." He muttered. "Clara isn't." the black haired boy said from behind me. The old man looked at him in confusion and waited for him to explain. "Apparently Clara stopped her from leaving and said things that made little miss Charlie here beat her up. Chiron, I don't think she is emotionally stable." That earned him a glare from both me and Max. Chiron, I figured the man's name to be, looked at me. But I barely noticed that. I was too busy glaring at the black haired boy. He was glaring back at me. This went on for about five minutes. Max had made his way over to Chiron, presumably telling him my story. Chiron looked at me with pity on his eyes when Max finished.
"Nico! Stop! Do not look at her like that! She has been through more than even you!" Max realized we were in a glaring contest and ended it. Nico looked like he was about to say something but Chiron cut him off, "Nico, Max is right. Please go resume your archery class." Nico looked shocked and reluctant to leave, but did so without arguing.
"Charlie, the gods are real, and I'm not sure even your father could have stopped your mother." Chiron said, his voice filled with pity. "If your right and I am a demi-god and the gods are real, then who is my father?"
"That, my dear child, is the golden question."
OK! So reveiw and tell me if it sucked or not please:):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):) If you dont i will sick my ninjas on you.