Hello I finally did the draw and came up with ideas for the story. Im really exited for this sooo yea. First thanks to all the people who suggested the ocs I used Ill give them a shoutout at the end. If any of you were waiting for this chapter to come out (you probably weren't) I cant really give you a good excuse. It just took AGES. Ok I procrastonate. Anyway hope you like it!


COLIN POV

"YES!"

"Did it work?" Nyssa asked me from the anvil.

" I- I think. I'll have to try them outside."

I ran out of Bunker 9 closely followed by Nyssa and found an area of land that was not completely covered in tree root.

I uncovered the shoes. I had been working on them for weeks. With Nyssa helping me and the amazing facilities of Bunker 9 it took shorter than I thought it would. As a son of Athena, normally I would not be allowed to work down at Bunker 9 but Heaphastus came to me personally and told me I had great skills. Now I spent most of my time down at the forges. I probably knew the Heaphastus kids bettr than I knew my own siblings.

The shoes were made of metal plates slowly layered onto each other. At the heel there was a motor with boosters in it. If it worked when I pushed my heel down it would activate the motors and and the booster would well... Boost and hopefully I would fly.

I put them on and stood up making sure not to put pressure on either of my heels. "Count me in." I told Nyssa. "3...2...1!" I pushed. I felt the power of the boosters pushing me away from the ground. For a few seconds I was steady. "Oh my gods Nyssa its worki-" I must have jerked my foot because I shot off to my left.

I started flying straight into a tree" This cant be goo-" and again I was cut off by smashing head first into a tree at around 100mph. The pain shot through my body very quickly. I closed my eyes and for a moment all I felt was pain. I felt like fainting. But my shoes had other ideas. They shot me up into the air and began racing through the trees. I swerved through the trees avoiding being hit. Or more the shoes avoided being hit. I had no energy. From all the twisting and turning I felt like I was going to throw up.

I saw a clearing ahead. "Yes" I thought I might be able to land. But as I got closer a feeling of dread started to creep through me. This clearing, it was camp. I know I should have been happy to see camp but... You see I dont fit in at camp. I'm that one weird kid who sits in the corner and dosent socialise. I spend too much time at Bunker 9 that I dont really understand what the kids at camp talk about. They have all these inside jokes that make no sence to me. They look at me and then turn and whisper something to their friend. So I don't spend much time there.Chiron was fine with it if I spent time at Bunker 9 rather than at camp activities.

Sometimes I even sleep at Bunker 9. It doesn't bother me that there is the sound of the wind outside. Or that there is the constant burring of machines. Plus its always weird when I spend time with my Siblings. The only thing we can ever really agree on is architecture.

Architecture is my second most favourite thing besides machines. Its amazing that my sister Annabeth Chase actually got to design Olympus. I would love to have an opportunity like that. Anyway over the years I realised that Im more of a Heaphastus kid than an Athena kid.

I shot throught the trees and finally hurtled into camp. I zoomed past the pegasus stables and the archery range. Some people sniggered as I passed by and some people burst out laughing.

I tilted twoards the ground and slid for about another 2 meters and finally stopped. I felt so queasy I didnt trust myself to speak. All I could hear was the throbbing of my head from where I hit the tree. My nose was bleeding and I was quite sure I had peed my pants but I hoped no one could see that.

I forced myself to sit up and touched the back of my head. I felt warm blood stick to my fingers. Dont faint. I told myself Everybody is watching. I looked up and saw that I was right. A little crowd had gathered around my crash landing spot.

Oh no. I thought. The Ares Cabin were right at the front. In the lead was Rocco Martinez the toughest (and scariest) guy at camp.He had this persistent scowl that would not go away. He was tall buff and had a bright green mohawk. I know... Weird. He had shoved my face down a toilet... Lets just say many tims. He walked up to me. " Anothee one of your inventions gone wrong" he sneered. "I didnt have the power to answer him. I looked up and him and he kicked me right in the stomach.

I felt as though all my organs were chpped into bits. I couldn'thelp it. I fell to my knees and started crying. "Are you weak? Do you want your daddy?" said Rocco doing a very bad impersonation of a baby. "Well too bad kid you Dad is DEAD!" he said in his normal voice.

My insides churned. How dare he bring my dad into this. I couldn't hold it I any longer. "MY DAD DIED SAVING YOUR LIFE!" I shouted as I mustered all my energy and charged.

Well all that energy wasnt even half enough. I punched him anyway, even though every inch of me was hurting.The inpact on his abs didnt seem to hurt him at all but to my week hand it was like I was holding up the sky. I collapsed onto my hands and knees, trembling. I threw up. The crowd backed away as I threw up again. Except for Rocco who just stood there. He bent down as I looked up at him. My mouth was covered in sick but I didnt have enough energy to wipe it away.

"Your week" Rocco whipered "and none of your gadgets are going to hide that"

And I fainted.


Thats it for this chapter folks. Hope you liked it. If you didn't please dont hate. Just leave this story and read something else.Also thanks to everyone who gave in an idea for an Oc. But special credit to those whos Oc were chosen.

*AllysonTheOneAndOnly

*WhyAmIConfusedAllTheTime

*FestusGirl

and

*Stormgate

AGAIN THANKS FOR READING!!!!!!