Sorry for those who have commented about the language, it just kind of fit with her personality and I might bring Nico into the first book don't know yet, Theseus is coming into the story soon
Also I'm sorry if there's any mistakes I didn't reread it as good as I should have
Chapter Four
The moment Triton pulled me into a hug, the flood gates fell away. Emotion filled tears slid freely down my cheeks. "It's, all my fault everything is". I chocked as I buried my head into Tritons chest. It was true, it was me those monsters and crazy God's were after. Not mom nor Triton. My existence was a mistake, I am a mistake.
Mom seemed to read my thoughts. "Oh baby you know I didn't mean that, I just want you to be safe". She murmured sounding broken. I just nodded my head slightly blowing her off. "We have to leave tonight, it's not far from her". I heard Triton inform my Mom as she sighed and agreed.
In the Car
After the fire had burnt out Mom had gotten us to pack back up and change in all of 10 minutes. We were on the rode in little than 3. Triton was setting in the back with me Mom driving in the front. The air was tense and silent. I could feel Triton's worried gaze, ignoring it I stare out the window. A head ace was already forming from the recent tears.
Outside of the car a storm was beginning to form, I could feel it and so could Triton. Mom keep glancing out the window in anxiety. As rain began to patter down, thunder sounded. Tritons eyes suddenly became gulf ball sized.
Just as he opened his mouth to warn my mom the car exploded. I could feel the heat of lightning sizzling the hairs on my arms. The breath was knocked out of me as the car rolled off the road. Once it stopped I felt panic rise in my chest, I felt trapped in the car stuck. "Nikita, Trinity are you to ok". I heard my Moms strained voiced from the front of the car.
"Yea perfect, feel like I'm on top of the world". Anxiety and sarcasm coloring my voice. "Yea she's fine". Triton muttered before kicking out the window on his side. I looked back. In a flash of lightning, through the mud-spattered rear windshield, I saw a figure lumbering toward us on the shoulder of the road. "Holy shit". I gasped catching Tritons attention.
The sight of it made my skin crawl. It was a dark silhouette of a huge guy, like a football player. He seemed to be holding a blanket over his head. His top half was bulky and fuzzy. His upraised hands made it look like he had horns. Triton groaned at our luck. "Who the..." Mom cut me off.
"Trinity, Nikita get out of the car NOW"! She ordered. Triton reached over and yanked the seat belt off me sensing my panic. He gently, but swiftly pulled me out his broken window. "Mom". I called out panicked, I breathed a sigh of relief when she crawled out of the chair. "GO"! She shouted picking herself up from the ground and urging us forward to what looked like a strawberry farm.
Getting a closer look of the monster gaining on us I gasped. "Is that the Mino….?" Mom cut me off. "Pasiphae's son," my mother said. "Names have power Nike". Triton murmured. "We have to get past the pine tree". He muttered.
I glanced behind me again.
The Minotaur bent over Gabe's car, looking in the windows—or not looking, exactly. More like snuffling, nuzzling. I wasn't sure why he bothered, since we were only about fifty feet away. "His sight and hearing are terrible," Triton said. "He goes by smell. But he'll figure out where we are soon enough."
As if on cue, the Minotaur bellowed in rage. He picked up Gabe's Camaro by the torn roof, the chassis creaking and groaning. Raising the car over his head and threw it down the road. It slammed into the wet asphalt and skidded in a shower of sparks for about half a mile before coming to a stop. The gas tank exploded. "Oppsie daisy just a tiny scratch". I thought back to Gabe's warning.
"Go you to separate". Listening to my Mother's words Triton and I speed up towards the tree. But I noticed something Mom wasn't following. Turning around I saw the monster pick up my Mom and shake her around. "MOM"! I screamed bloody murder, then she erupted into a shower of gold dust disappearing.
Triton tried to hold me back, but I broke free. The eye was twitching at an all new level. I charged at the monster. Something weird happened, time seemed to slow down in slow motion. I jumped at the Minotaur, it was higher than I expected. My legs tensed. I couldn't jump sideways, so I leaped straight up, kicking off from the creature's head, using it as a springboard, turning in midair, and landing on his neck.
In a fit of fury I grabbed its big horn and pulled it with all my might. If it hadn't been for my anger I know for a fact I couldn't have done it. The Minotaur's horn cracked and broke under my hands. The monster roared and through me through the storming air. I landed flat on my poor inspecting back in the grass. My head smacked with a thump against a particularly hard rock. When I tried to set up, my vision was blurry and dotted, but I had a horn in my hands, a ragged bone weapon the size and length of a dagger.
The Minotaur charged towards me. Without thinking (Surprise there), I rolled to one side and came up in a kneeling position. As the monster barreled past, I drove the broken horn straight into his side, right up under his furry rib cage.
The Minotaur wailed in pure agony. He flailed, clawing at his chest in disbelief if that was possible, then began to disintegrate—not like my mother, in a flash of golden light, but like crumbling sand, blown away in chunks by the wind, the same way Mrs. Dodd's had burst apart.
The last thing I remember is collapsing on a wooden porch Triton by my side, looking up at a ceiling fan circling above me, moths flying around a yellow light, and the stern faces of a familiar-looking bearded man and a pretty girl, her blond hair curled like a princess's. She looked kind of like a bossy brat. (No offense Annabeth lovers, but I'm really not a fan of her's)
"She has to be the one". Blondie told the bearded man.
"Hush Annabeth she's still awake". The man scolded.
Triton just glared at the girl, as I passed out completely.
Time Skip
I woke several times, but what I heard and saw made little to no sense, so I just passed out again sounded good to me. I remember lying in a soft bed, being spoon-fed something that tasted like buttered popcorn, only it was pudding. The girl with curly blond hair hovered over me, smirking as she scraped drips off my chin with the spoon. I could see Triton in the corner glaring at the girl, but she just ignored him.
She opened her mouth to say something, but Triton's glare stopped her. He seemed to really dislike her. "Trinity". I murmured tiredly awarded with his attention. His face softened instantly seeing me awake. "Go back to sleep Nike". Triton told me softly pushing blondie away and holding my hand gently. "Mom"! I croaked still fighting it.
"Everything's going to be ok just sleep". He reprehended with sad eyes. When I finally woke for good, there was nothing weird or odd about my surroundings, except that they were nicer than I was used to. I was sitting on a comfy deck chair on a huge splintering porch, gazing across a meadow at green hills and strawberry fields in the distance. The breeze smelled like strawberries and flowers.
There was a soft quilt over my legs, a pillow resting behind my neck. All that was great, but my mouth felt like a scorpion had been using it for a nest nasty. My tongue was dry and nasty and every one of my teeth hurt (Felt like someone had a little to fun with a hammer). On the table next to me was a tall drink. I didn't care what it was, had to get that nasty taste out of my mouth. It looked like iced tea, with a blue straw and a paper parasol stuck through a maraschino cherry (Yum)
My hand was so weak I almost dropped the glass once I got my fingers around it. "Careful there clumsy". Came the familiar voice. Looking over I saw Triton leaning against the railing dressed in what we had left in, God knows when.
"My Mom Trin is she really…."? I left my words hang voice cracking with tears. Triton sighed and nodded. My whole world seemed to stop, nothing should be beautiful with Mom gone. "I'm so sorry Nike". He whispered looking distraught at my emotions. Giving me a strained smile, Triton walked over and helped me hold the straw to my lips. "Careful don't strain yourself".
I was shocked, but pleasantly surprised at the taste. It tasted like Mom's famous blue homemade cookies though liquid. The drink was gone before I knew it, leaving me with a warm homey feeling. It just made me sadder. Triton took the empty glass from me and set it aside. "Come on Nike Chiron and Mr. D are waiting for us". He grabbed my hand helping me up.
"Remember what we talked about on the beach"? Triton asked. I thought for a moment trying to remember before all this crap had happened. "Oh, keep your identity a secret right"! He nodded in satisfaction at my answer. As we walked around the house I was breath taken. We must've been on the north shore of Long Island, because on this side of the house, the valley marched all the way up to the water, which glittered about a mile in the distance.
Between here and there, it was amazing what my eyes were seeing. The landscape was dotted with buildings that looked like ancient Greek architecture an open-air pavilion, an amphitheater, a circular arena except that they all looked brand new, their white marble columns sparkling in the sun. In a nearby sandpit, a dozen high school-age kids and goat like creatures played volleyball. Canoes glided across a small lake. Kids in bright orange T-shirts were chasing each other around a cluster of cabins nestled in the woods. Some blonde boys and girls shot targets at an archery range. Others rode horses down a wooded trail, and, unless I was hallucinating, some of their horses had wings. Like full out wings.
Down at the very end of the porch, two men sat across from each other at a ping pong table (Without a net). The blond-haired bitchy looking girl who'd spoon-fed me popcorn-flavored pudding and annoyed Triton was leaning on the porch rail next to them looking arrogant. The man facing me was slightly small, but a bit pudgy. He had a red blushed nose, big watery purple eyes, and curly hair so black it was almost purple. He looked like those paintings of baby angels- what do you call them, hubbubs? No, cherubs. That's it. He looked like a cherub who'd turned middle-aged in a trailer park.
He wore an ugly tiger-pattern Hawaiian shirt, and he would've fit right in at one of Gabe's poker parties, except I got the feeling this guy could've out-gambled even my stepfather. Which wasn't that hard, Gabe was an idiot. "That's mister D, please annoy him for me". Triton muttered with a small smile confusing me. "Though you may already realize who Chiron is". He pointed to the guy in the wheel chair.
"Brunner"? I asked. My old Latin teacher turned and smiled at me in his warm way. "Ah, good, Nikita," he said. "Now we have four for pinochle."
He offered me a chair to the right of Mr. D, who looked at me with a bored bloodshot expression and heaved a great sigh. "Oh, I suppose I must say it. Welcome to Camp Half-Blood. There. Now, don't expect me to be glad to see you." The eye began to twitch again, but I tried to hold it down. "Too shay all the way". I muttered knowing he had heard me. The man gave me an annoyed look. Though there was a little amusement in his eyes.
Brunner gave me a warning be quiet look he too had heard. "Annabeth"! Brunner called. The blonde girl bushed herself off the porch railing and walked forward. "This young lady nursed you back to health". I looked at her and frowned. "Not by choice". Triton snickered from beside me, and Brunner's look reprehended me.
Annabeth gave me the devil's glare. "Bring it on bitch, your pity little baby looks don't scare me". I snorted. Triton held back a laugh at that. Blondie jumped trying to attack me. Thankfully for her, Brunner held her back by an arm. If she'd have touched it would've been on. "Enough you to". Brunner snapped. But Mr. D pouted. "Aw Chiron it was just getting good". Before he sighed in disappointment.
Brunner sighed before talking again. "And it's not Brunner Nikita, I'm Chiron". He corrected. "Okay so does Mr. D stand for anything special"? I asked with a raised eyebrow. Mr. D stopped shuffling his cards. He looked at me like I'd just swore loudly, never mind I had minutes ago. "Young lady, names are powerful things. You don't just go around using them for no reason". "Ah". I drawled "Though I still want to know". He just glared at me before doing the unthinkable.
A glass of wine appeared in his out stretched hand. "Mr. D your restrictions". Chiron snapped. "Oh dear me old habits die hard". He called at the sky making the glass disappear longingly. Thunder rumbled in the distance warningly. "Ah your Dionysus cool". I said. The God just looked at me annoyed before going back to his game.
"Annabeth why don't you…" I didn't let Chiron finish his sentence. "Hell no, me and Trinity will find a guide, which cabin"? The bitch had the nerve to glare in my direction as if agreeing with my statement. Chiron sighed in defeat, Dionysus let out a small snicker still shuffling the cards.
"Hermes". With that I pulled Triton away with me.
Done Sorry Annabeth lovers but since Nikita is a daughter of Posiedon I going to do the hate relationship since she's a daughter of Athena