I would like to apologies now for the descriptions. The Son of Neptune doesn't really describe anyone (and if they do, I'm sorry, but I just want to describe them how I mentally see them), so I choose looks for the people. Hope no one is offended or anything.
Oh, and I also choose third POV for this, cuz I think it makes it a bit more dramatic. What do you think?
Third Person POV
Seven kids stood across from each other, three on one side and four on the other.
No one said anything, not one word was spoken. The kids only stared at each other.
They were covered in sweat and dirt and were breathing hard, as if they had just run a marathon…or fought a monsters and won.
In their hands held different various objects. To most, it was just random junk: a pen, a trashcan lid, a flower, even a stuffed rabbit. But to a special few, they saw what the objects were really.
Weapons.
One of the kids, a boy with black hair and sea-green eyes, raised his weapon- a sword- at the other kids.
"Who are you?"
The boy stood with his three friends. All three had black hair. All three wielded a weapon. The girl had a quiver if arrows slung across her back and a bow in her hand. She was wearing a silver parka with silver cameo pants and combat boots, her eyes were a bright electric blue. The boys both held swords and were wearing jeans and black sneakers. The one with sea-green eyes was wearing a blue shirt, with a huge hole in the shoulder, and a surfboard printed on in. The other was wearing a black shirt with a skull on it and an Aviator's jacket. His eyes were a dark brown.
The trio glared at the other kids. Except the girl. Her eyes seemed to find the ground very interesting.
The four other kids were wearing the same thing: jeans and a purple shirt. The boy, who kept eyeing the girl from the trio, also had electric blue eyes (which seemed to be sending questions to the girl). However, his hair was blonde and on his feet were white sneakers. The boy with a faint trace of red around his mouth had brown hair and brown eyes. A pair of brown sandals was on his feet. The girl had honey blonde, wavy hair that reached just past her shoulders and her eyes were hazel. On her feet was a pair of gold Roman sandals that matched perfectly with her dark blue skinny jeans. The other boy had dark brown hair and green eyes. He kept shifting his weight from one foot to another, his black converse shifting the dirt into different patterns.
The four glared at the trio with just as much intensity.
The boy with sea-green eyes took a step forward. "I said. Who- AHHH! Mrs. O'Leary, NO!"
Suddenly, a huge hellhound pounced on the boy.
"Mrs… Mrs. O…O'Lear… Nico help!"
The hellhound seemed to be sitting right on top of the boy- pushing all the air out of his lungs.
The other boy, whose named was Nico, started trying to roll the big 'dog' off of his friend. "Ugh. Mrs. O'Leary… Lose some weight!"
"And take a bath," the girl chimed in. She seemed a bit more interactive now that a giant hellhound broke her concentration of trying not to pay attention to the other kids.
After the initial shock of a hellhound attacking someone and not trying to kill them, the other four gingerly stepped forward. Soon, they realized that the two need help. With four extra hands, Mr. O'Leary was off of the boy in no time.
Nico helped him up, "You okay Percy?"
Percy wheezed. "You totally ruined my dramatic effect!" He coughed, "And then tried to kill me! Bad dog. Very, very bad dog."
"Dog?" the boy with brown hair and green eyes asked. "But that's not a dog, that's a hellhound!"
Percy laughed, or tried to. It's difficult to laugh after you had the wind knocked out of you. "Yeah, I know. It's a long story."
The kids looked at each other again. Only this time, it wasn't accusingly. It was more like trying to figure out what's missing. After a few minutes of silence, someone spoke up.
"Fighting like that… You three must be half-bloods!" The girl exclaimed. "By the way, I'm Gwen."
Before anyone could say anything, a bright light appeared. Suddenly, there stood before them...
"Dad?"
The man smiled. "Ah, yes. Gwen. Hello. But no, I'm not exactly you're father. It's a bit complicated.
"Apollo?" Nico asked uncertainly.
Apollo smiled. "Yep, that's me. The god of prophecies. And I have one just for you. All seven of you."
What will the prophecy be? What will be the point of their quest?
No, seriously, TELL ME! I have no clue on what to do about it. Please REVIEW and tell me your ideas. What should their quest be about? Thank you and goodnight. Peace!
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