hullo peoples of the... fanfiction? bleh whatevs...
sorry the chapter is late... my little bro is sick and i have to take care of him while moms at work... which is basically the whole day. he is sleeping now so i get a break to write my story. enjoi!
Glens pov.
Pain. that was all i felt at the minute. it wasnt extreme, only minor, but pain is pain.
'hush my child... be calm and i will heal you.' i heard a fatherly voice in my head say. A wave of something washed over me and i felt instantly better.
'remember glen... i will always be with you.' it said before i woke up. i groaned and sat up, wondering who the voice belonged to. I looked downwards, and saw i was wearing an orange tank top and extremly short pyjama bottoms. i winced, hating the person who put them on me. at school, i am one of the guys, and i refuse to wear anything shorter than when my hands are flat at my side. i pulled up the covers to hide my legs. and no, i am not self concious, i dance (tap and hip hop) plus take boxing lessons, so i am not in any way fat or skinny, more so muscled. there was a calendar on the wall across from me, and i stuggled to read without my glasses, i am over half blind... , but i made out it had been a week since the whips. the whips... i looked at them, slightly lifting my shirt. faint scars were on my belly, and i was somewhat wet. did they heal me with water? weird. i looked around the infurmary to see three beds, unmade and looked recently used. awkward... then annabeth came in to the room. she sat on the end of my bed, or cot i should say.
"how are you glen? feeling better? tired? hungry? sore?" she asked me
"good, yes, no, a little, and no." i smirked answering her questions in order.
"thats great, so listen, i know this may be weird but as you have seen, greek mythology isnt a myth, its real. and you missy are what we call a demigod, a child who has a mortal and a godly parent. and no, we do not know your godly parent yet." she informed moi.
"b-b-but demigods only exist in the percy jackson books!" i was surprised.
"sigh... we made those books under a false name to help us find new demigods actually, the storys are real and so is percy. i know because i am his girlfriend, annabeth chase." (the false name thing isnt real... sorry for any disturbances!)
"sooo... im not a crazy lunatic dreamind this in an insane asylum after all!" i said some what cheerily.
"nope, its real!"
annabeth then handed me some white short shorts and a camp halfblood tee shirt.
"umm... not to be pushy or rude, but do you have any thing... longer?" i asked holding up the shorts.
" of yeah, most girls here wear shorts like these so i figured you would too." she said giggling. annabeth left the room to get different pants while i changed shirts. she came back with some brown cargo kprees.
"this was all the aphrodite cabin had, they are out of season and about to be trashed."
"meh, reduce reuse recycle! these will work! thanks annabeth."
she smirked and left the room while i changed. i put on the sneakers i was already wearing and headed out into the wild. haha. annabeth was waiting on the pporch of a big house. i ran over to her and sat down in a chair.
"so glen, why did you fall down like that?" she asked quizzically.
"well... last year i kinda broke my ankle when i stepped down wearing a stupid pair of cheap shoes, and occasionly it will kinda give out and make it hard to walk for an hour or day, and when i was running to the border, it gave out, and i was away from the group, so no one saw it."
i confessed.
"wow" was her only reply. "that really sucks."
ahter our conversation, we went on a tour of the camp. we came to the archery range, and my little/big brother( he is ten and extremely tall, almost as tall as me) trying his hand with a bow and arrow. he nocked an arrow, shot it, and go figure, his practise with the cheap dollar store bow and arrow kit came through, because he hit dead center on the target. some campers stared, while others cheered. but then every one stared when a sun popped up above his head. the sign of a child of apollo.