Chapter 3: I Almost Die and Get Robbed
I stumbled into the Big House, suddenly wondering if I was lost in my own fandom world.
The Big House had been decorated colorfully, with twelve different colors in different places.
To one side, there were four colors: light blue, black, white, and dark blue.
No one stood in any of these small color sections. The banners above explained why.
Above the white: A banner that read Hera.
Above the light blue: Zeus.
Above the black: Hades.
Above the dark blue: Posidean.
There were no demigods born in any of these cabins.
To my other side, there were four more colors: green, yellow, grey, and pink.
Green: Demeter.
Yellow: Hermes.
Grey: Athena.
And pink: Aphrodite.
I spotted Piper, Jason, and Leo with the other Hermes kids. I saw Cia with Aphrodite. I spotted Annabeth under Athena.
In front of me, two colors: red and Gold.
Gold: Apollo.
Red: Ares.
No more description needed.
I winced and turned to the other end of the Big House, where the last two colors stood:
Can you guess?
Yep. Purple and Silver.
Artemis and Dionysius.
I darted over to Piper, who dragged me into the Hermes kids.
"You're still undetermined?" I yelled over the crowd.
"Yep." Piper said. She gave me the do-you-know-what-cabin-I'm-in look.
"Can't tell," I yelled.
I saw the Stoll brothers sneaking out of the crowd.
This can't be good.
I tore away from Piper and ran after them.
They were sneaking into the Aphrodite cabin, looking for something to steal, no doubt.
"Hey," Travis said, eyeing my bed. "This stuff wasn't here before."
They both strolled over to my bed, tearing the sheets down and checking the pillowcase.
Connor checked under the bed. I tensed.
He pulled out my bag, grinning. "Seems heavy, somethings in there."
Yeah, the whole series of Percy Jackson's entire future.
They started to open the bag, and got down to the very bottom and pulled out The Lost Hero.
I was awoken from my trance at the sight of my treasured possession, and my reflex's took over.
I dove out and did a roll over to the bed, tackling Travis, who was holding the book.
I wrestled the book out of his hands and held on to it for dear life as I rolled off of him and jumped up.
Connor aimed a punch at me but I dodged, I stuffed the book inside my bag and reached for the handle.
Travis tackled me on to the bed, while Connor grabbed the bag and started to run.
In desperation, I flailed, causing Travis to loosen his grip enough for me to wriggle out.
I flew after Connor, who was climbing a tree, grabbed the bag, and ran.
Iknew she would have to fight the Stolls for this bag now.
I ran to the Armory.
I stuffed the bag out of sight, then looked around at the weapons.
I scanned until and small glint caught her attention.
A ring.
It was gold, and shaped like a miniature crown. I slipped it on her ring finger.
To my amazement, it bent apart and started to glow, lifting off my finger and shaping itself to into a celestial bronze dagger with a gold hilt with the same silver jewels that were on the original ring.
The dagger felt perfect. I ran outside with her new weapon and met the Stolls, both holding swords.
Everything was a blur. I ducked and rolled and hit and blocked.
When the haze cleared, Conner was on the ground and I and Travus were dueling.
Once again, the fighting was a blur.
Until Travis hit me.
Pain exploded in my stomach as she staggered and fell to the ground.
Travis seemed to realize he could have killed me and knelt down frantically.
The glow from my dagger disappeared and I blacked out.