Sorry for the long wait! I was busy with lots of school...but here I am! Back with a new chapter. Thank u to those who followed or favorited this story. Um...i am not very good a writing, but thank u! so On with the Chapter!
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Warning: Some slight language ƪ(‾ε‾")ʃ
I stared back at the old lady. Confused and scared. If looks can kill, I would already be dead.
"um...hello. Can I help you with something?" I ask her.
She stares with hate and replies "You should be dead by now. No worries though, I can make sure that could happen."
'What the-' My thought were interrupted by the old lady changing into something...
" What The actual fuck?!" I yell.
She changes into something looking like a demon.
" I would make this quick and easy, brat." She hisses.
I drop my Ice cream ( I still had it in my hand) And turn back and run. I run as fast I can. But it wasn't enough.
I felt something grab me by my blue and black hair. I yell in pain and see the demon smirking.
"Now now dear, don't run and make this hard." She says
I glare at her as hard as I could...But it did not do anything. I would've said go to hell, but looking at her, she probably went and belongs to hell.
She pulls her whip back and is about to hit me with it when she suddenly screeches in pain. She whips around to see who stabbed her and she hisses.
"Perseus Jackson, Annabeth Chase, Nice to see you two again."
I look to see a guy and a girl that looked 2 years older and me standing guy had black hair and sea green eyes like me. He had a sword in one hand. The girl looked like about the same age as him. She had blond curly hair and had stormy grey eyes. She had a dagger in one hand. They both wore the same orange t-shirt. It said Camp Half-blood.
And from there, I saw black and passed out.
Sorry if the chapter was short. Hope u liked it tho.
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