SUGOI had her laptop taken away and I'm going to die if I don't get it back soon. My father's so cruel, taking it away before my birthday. Happy Birthday to me, woo -sarcasm intended- ANYWAY, this story's almost over and I need some reviews telling me if I should continue. Should I add in new characters? ONLY I SHALL DECIDE! You CAN influence my thinking though so go review! COME ON! 95 REVIEWS! LET'S GET TO A HUNDRED AND I'LL ASK THE GUY I LIKE WHEN HE'S EVER GONNA GO THROUGH PUBERTY! I mean a guy his age should not have a laugh girlier than mine, since I'm like, A GIRL.
Dare of the Whenever: Go to Walmart and take a huge pile of clothes and a water bottle. Make sure the staff don't see that you have a water bottle and after a while spill the water on the clothes and yell, "This IS a bathroom, RIGHT?"
Disclaimer: I don't own PJO, whatever floats your boat with these disclaimers Rick -.-
Travis's POV
A WEEK LATER...
Camilla was more fun than I expected. She was just as competitive at everything. Do NOT under circumstances put me and Camilla in the same room as "Call of Duty: Black Ops". She was naive, so she didn't know about the Outside world. I spent a lot of my time teaching her how to be a normal teenager. I taught her how to shuffle and she looks dope. She actually worried whether I was still sane or not. Once in a while, she would leave, but I couldn't keep her to myself. At most times she would dress normally, not looking like a Greek goddess. Don't tell Katie I said that. I almost forgot about being a prisoner, until one day.
"Travis, Gaea needs to talk to you." Camilla stormed in. Her chestnut hair was flowing down her back, she was wearing a tanktop with black jeans, combat boots, and a leather jacket. I noticed around her neck, instead of her name in cursive, it said "Spencer". She was wearing a worried look on her face.
"What's going on?" I asked, as I got up. Camilla ran for the closet and tossed clothes at me.
"WE are going to take a LITTLE fieldtrip." she responded, as she slung a backpack over her shoulder as she tossed me another one.
"What are you talking about?" I questioned. You may be thinking, "Travis, why didn't you try to leave sooner?" Well, it's pretty hard to crack an impossible code. And do you know this room is completely fire proof? AND there are many doors to pass. So I waited till the best time to escape. BUT I did NOT expect this.
"I'm busting you out of here, that's what. Now get dressed." she ordered. "We don't have that much time."
The first thing I thought was "Should I trust her or not?" then "Why was she doing this?" I reluctantly got dressed despite my hunger for answers. I quickly put on the backpack.
"Here you'll need these," Camilla insisted as she gave me a sword and a couple of knives. "If you lose those, I have more."
"Why are you doing this?" I wondered out loud. She sighed and laughed.
"Do you want to DIE in here without seeing Katie again?" Yeah, I told her about Katie after she heard me talking in my sleep and she wouldn't stop bugging me about who Katie was. "That's what's going to happen if we don't hurry up!" she held out a bomb. "Okay, this baby's a knock-out. When I say, 'BOO YA!', you come out WITH your sword drawn."
Before I could reply, she smiled. "Good luck to us." she punched in a code and held the door open. She gestured me to come hold it. I quickly tip-toed over and held it. I watched Camilla roll the bomb over. She was completely quiet about it and held her breath right when it went off. The gas blocked the scene and when it was barely transparent, I heard "BOO YA!" I drew my sword and took a deep breath before I charged through the cloud.
Half-way through the cloud, I was grabbed from behind. "Am I free?" I asked. Camilla shook her head. She got up and as I got up, she shook her head once more.
"I'll check if there's danger before you come through, okay? This is going to be a long escape, since you're 50 feet under ground." She whispered. Kind of freaked by that fun fact.
After a while, Camilla was convinced we were acting too slow and we HAD to get out of there. She was holding her throwing knives as I had my sword drawn, and let me tell you. THERE ARE A LOT OF STAIRS. Not bad enough I can't handle, but a lot nonetheless. We've silenced many using rubber bands, ropes, duct tapes, anchors, peanut butter, a blowtorch, a sledge hammer, and a tooth brush. We encountered something we didn't expect: nets.
"Oh no," Camilla murmured, as she had the look of a vision. As it ended, her body went limp and I caught her. I have to turn around and hide till she wakes up. OR I can pull some pranks while I wait... I thought. I finally made a decision and carried her over my shoulder. As I turned, another net appeared and with a loud, BOING, the nets stretched out and flew in, capturing us. I grabbed a knife and tried my best to cut through; it failed by the way. Then she started to come to.
"Are you okay?" I asked her. She nodded and she looked like she was about to say something, then hesitated.
"I'm unconscious for THREE minutes and we're caught in a trap?"
"Well, SORRY, but I distinctly remember, YOU'RE the navigator, not me." I reminded as we both started to cut through the net.
"I can't believe this," Camilla kept grumbling, her chocolate eyes filled with frustration. "You know what?"
I was about to say a witty remark when she took a lighter and flicked the switch, making Greek fire appear. She held out the lighter towards the net. "Watch out," she said monotonously, as the net spontaneously combusted and we fell on its ashes.
"Nice Pyro, never expected you to have one of these babies." I snickered. She punched my arm as a response.
"Don't call me Pyro." she laughed as she got up. She turned serious again. "We have to hurry up."
"Are we close?" I asked as I caught up with her.
"Almost to the main platform, then I have to drag you forcefully over to the elevator. Once in, I'll mess with the elevator and I'll pretend the elevator got stuck. Then we climb out the shaft them we climb to a vent, which leads to outside. Once there my pegasus, Marshmallow, will be waiting for us and I'll be taking you to Camp Half- Blood." she explained. Great, a complicated plan, WHAT COULD POSSIBLY GO WRONG?
"What could possibly go wrong?" I blurted out. Camilla scowled and pinned me against the wall.
"I'm risking EVERYTHING for you-" Before she could lecture me some more, I cut her off.
"Look, I'm sorry, but you don't need to do this."
"Do you want to see your precious KATIE again?" she asked with tears forming in her eyes. I stared at her, dumbfounded. This was not a side of her I've seen in this week of hanging out. "I thought so, now can you please stop with the side comments and contradictions and focus on getting out of here? I'll appreciate it." She let go of me and started to walk ahead.
I really wanted to ask what was going on, but I guess I can wait until we're out of here. We walked, or jogged in this case, in silence and finally we reached a dead end. Camilla calmly put her hand on the rock wall and when the wall disintegrated, and at the other side, a guy with a bunch of soldiers had their weapons aiming at us. "Oh ignorant Camilla, thinking you can get away. Consider yourself demoted." He grinned, as he tucked some of her hair behind her ear.
"Victor," she muttered venomously as she took a deep breath. OKAY, I sense tension, history, and awkwardness.
"Yeah, we found out." he smirked as his hand traveled to her cheek. He had light caramel curls, had an athletic build, and had hazel eyes. "You're so funny, thinking you could get away.
"Well, what did you expect? You guys FORCED me here." Camilla smiled, but her words filled with poison. "Travis, NOW." She ordered, as she slashed Victor with her knife.
"GET THEM!" Victor demanded as he held his arm. My partner and I pushed people out of the way and started running away from the mob. Alarms started to blare.
All Hades broke loose once Camilla and I were surrounded. We stood back to back as we were stood our ground and fought. More soldiers kept coming as we weakened. "Eh, at least we went down with a fight." I smirked.
She gave a heary laugh. "We're warriors!" she roundhouse kicked someone when she got stabbed. "Agh," she yelped as she pulled out the knife. It was bloody half-way through. "THAT WAS MY FAVORITE TANK TOP." she growled, as she grabbed a random person and slammed their head against the wall.
We were weakening, until the enemy started to stop. "What's going on?" I asked. Before Cam had a chance to answer, she was roughly pulled away and chained.
I give you the best living conditions, yet you try to escape? What am I doing wrong? GAEA.
"I don't want to be here!"
Well, now you're going to the dungeon. Have fun with the rats. Before I could object, I felt something hit my head.
"Travis? TRAVIS!" I saw Camilla's eyes filled with worry and concern right before I blacked out.
I woke up when Camilla was taking off her jacket to use it as a pillow.
"You're finally awake." she smiled. Turns out, I was way off. She was tearing the sleeves off her jacket. She already used a part of the sleeves as a bandage for her stab wound.
"Umm," I gestured towards her newly made vest and bandages.
"Well, we need to heal up while we can." she said cheerfully.
"What happened?" I questioned.
"I convinced Gaea to do me one last favor before killing me to at least leave me without chains. They dragged us down here and now we're locked in until she kills Percy Jackson and Jason Grace." I stiffened when she mentioned those names.
"Did she tell you anything else?"
"No, why what's up?" I didn't bother answering. "Okay then," then she continued on with her bandage making.
"Do you mind explaining now?" I asked her. She looked like she was ready to make an excuse. "NO, why you wanted to help me get out of here, why you were on the brink to crying, what that Victor guy was talking about?"
She took a deep breath. "You're going to get a long explanation."
"I've got time obviously." I retorted.
"Fine, I found out about this world the hard way. By actually meeting my mother. She told me about this world, and she said I would be welcomed at Camp Half- Blood, but I knew I wouldn't. I knew enough that they wouldn't welcome me there. So I've been living out on my own. I had no idea what happened to my father honestly. My mom tried to help me by giving me a bunch of drachmas a month. Hey, she was a TITAN, Zeus's rule didn't apply to her." She got cut off by very faint rumbling. "I'M UNDER GROUND, HOW CAN YOU GET ME?" she yelled towards the sky. "Anyway, I've been fine, living like this. I've actually enjoyed it. Until I ran into Gaea's forces. They forced me to be to join them or they were going to kill me."
"Did they find out that you were a seer?"
"Yeah, they did. SADLY." she sighed. "I decided to work so that I would gain trust around here. Oh, I forgot to mention, we're not gonna be here for long."
Okay, I was confused by THAT. "What are you-" when I got cut off by a major guitar solo.
"FLAME ON!" and the dungeon doors exploded, revealing two unexpected, grinning figures: Connor Stoll and Katie Gardner.
Ahh, long chapter. As soon as I get my laptop back, Gods on Rampage WILL be updated. So stay tuned for more. Remember, review for a sequel ;D This story is almost over!
