Declaimers: I don't own the YH characters, or the Greek Gods. I apologise
to Apollo, as I've made him a bad guy.(I need a villain) sorry. also sorry
the chapters have been so short..
The path Aimee and Herald were following led them to a desert like place. But what was unusual about it was there was a deep lake in the middle.
'This is slightly unusual.' Aimee muttered.
'Why?' Herald asked.
'Well, I've not seen a big lake in the middle of a desert before.' she answered with a puzzled expression on her face.
'Yeah, I see your point,' he agreed. 'It's really hot here,' he said wiping his brow.
'We should take advantage of the water,' Aimee began walking towards the lake, staying as far from the edge as possible whilst gathering some.
'Afraid?' Herald asked.
'Yeah.' she answered truthfully.
She sat on the bank observing the surroundings, something to the East caught her eye. 'Look,' she pointed.
'What is it?' Herald asked.
'I don't think it's an 'it',' she answered rising to her feet.
The flying being was a golden man flying on a chariot, the man being Apollo that is.
'Well, look what I've found.' Apollo said landing his chariot on the ground.
'Apollo.' Aimee muttered.
'Why yes I am, hello dear brother,' he greeted Herald.
'How many sibling does Hercules have?' Herald whispered to Aimee.
'You don't want to know, a lot would be an understatement.' she whispered back.
'So what brings you here? Mighty brave of both of you.' Apollo snickered.
'What's funny?' Herald asked.
'Oh nothing, just the fact that you both are about to, I don't know how to put it. Wait, yes I do.Die!' he smiled an evil grin.
'You and who's army?' Herald asked acting tough.
'My own.' as the words left his mouth sand warriors rose from the ground.
'O...k... now what?' Aimee asked Herald.
'I don't know.' was the first thing Aimee could think of to say. 'Brace yourself,' she advised as the warriors attacked.
The path Aimee and Herald were following led them to a desert like place. But what was unusual about it was there was a deep lake in the middle.
'This is slightly unusual.' Aimee muttered.
'Why?' Herald asked.
'Well, I've not seen a big lake in the middle of a desert before.' she answered with a puzzled expression on her face.
'Yeah, I see your point,' he agreed. 'It's really hot here,' he said wiping his brow.
'We should take advantage of the water,' Aimee began walking towards the lake, staying as far from the edge as possible whilst gathering some.
'Afraid?' Herald asked.
'Yeah.' she answered truthfully.
She sat on the bank observing the surroundings, something to the East caught her eye. 'Look,' she pointed.
'What is it?' Herald asked.
'I don't think it's an 'it',' she answered rising to her feet.
The flying being was a golden man flying on a chariot, the man being Apollo that is.
'Well, look what I've found.' Apollo said landing his chariot on the ground.
'Apollo.' Aimee muttered.
'Why yes I am, hello dear brother,' he greeted Herald.
'How many sibling does Hercules have?' Herald whispered to Aimee.
'You don't want to know, a lot would be an understatement.' she whispered back.
'So what brings you here? Mighty brave of both of you.' Apollo snickered.
'What's funny?' Herald asked.
'Oh nothing, just the fact that you both are about to, I don't know how to put it. Wait, yes I do.Die!' he smiled an evil grin.
'You and who's army?' Herald asked acting tough.
'My own.' as the words left his mouth sand warriors rose from the ground.
'O...k... now what?' Aimee asked Herald.
'I don't know.' was the first thing Aimee could think of to say. 'Brace yourself,' she advised as the warriors attacked.