I Have A Cell Mate

I woke up on the metal floor of a Helicopter. I tried to move, but my hand and legs were tied up. I tried to talk, but someone put masking tape on it. After a while, I realized my eyes were open, but I couldn't see anything. I felt defeated. I didn't know where my friends were. I didn't know where I was going. I couldn't EVEN think up a strategy.

My mind was racing, but nothing came out of the race. No ideas what was around me. For all I knew I could have been in some sort of torturing rooms with a giant fan on top. Like those Nazi WWII secret labs.

Soon I heard whistling sounds of the winds. The helicopter must be landing. The doors opened and someone pulled me out, and instead of NICELY carrying me around, the person dragged me against the hard cement.

The person shoved me to a chair (It Feels Like A Chair) and I was tied up against to it. Something was taken off my head and I could see again. Oh a brown lunch bag. I could see the person. He sort of looked like a mercenary I saw in Sam's video games.

The Mercenary put his hand to the masking tape and pulled, fast and hard, "OW!" I yelled.

"SHUT UP!" yelled the merc and he punched me on the face. "We are going to ask you questions, nicely, but if you disobey- We have all the torturing devices starting from 4000BC to 2010AD so I advise you to obey like a good little boy should be." He said sweetly. I nodded.

"First of all. Why were you on your pesky little mission?"

"Al Qaeda force me to."

"Do you REALLY expect me to believe you? Half-Blood?"

"Yeah, considering I thought you were a regular mortal."

"I am a regular mortal, including ever single 4000 people of our little operation, but we can see through it. You know how?"

"Rather you are born with it, or you might have done a blood transplant from another-" I thought about the image, a captured half-blood during the Battle of the Olympians. Given the choice to join the Titans, refused, and as torture, they probably drained his or her blood and gave it as transplants to regular mortal soldiers. "Oh Crap" I ended.

"Smart boy" He patted me on the head. "Now answer my question"

"I was sent on my mission to guide a Satyr and Two other Half-Bloods to camp."

"So the 3 kids that we captured along with you."

"Yes sir."

"Okay, who's your godly parent?"

"Athena sir" I don't know why I am calling him sir, but I think I should treat him with respect because he has an upper hand- on my life.

"Okay, that's enough for now. We will question you tomorrow. Take the boy to his 'Room'" He started to laugh. There were 2 Guards that came and took me away. Soon after a few turns I found myself somewhere deep down. They opened a door, and there were many cells. They opened a cell and threw me in.

"Hey. What's up?" asked a voice. I turned around quickly there was a girl.

"Oh nothing much, only I am completely defeated."

"What happened?"

"Oh nothing, its only we were only 15 feet away from camp and they shot us down with some gas missiles"

"Oh that's sad"

"Yeah it is, how about you?"

"Um, I prefer not to talk about it. What's your name?"

"Ian, Ian Hunter. Yours?"

"Ariella, um… Knight."

"Weird last name."

"Hey my human ancestors were Freemasons." And with that I just made friends with my Cell Mate.

Ariella- Lion of God

Freemasons- A secret society of Knights Templar. (George Washington is one)

I have a great plan for Ariella. J REALLY good plans.

Fly on,

Inkyu Ian Kim