"Prophecy? Really? You mean to tell me you kidnapped me because some dumb book told you to?" Theses people are insane.
"We don't get are prophecies from some dumb book we get them from Rachel our oracle." Hot head says brightly.
"And did this Rachel perhaps I don't know, know my name by any chance?" Blondie and hothead both blush and look anywhere but my face.
The rest of the group, plus a few more come out from below deck. This time there's a girl with cinnamon coloured hair and blue eyes, a dark haired emo kid, and an overly happy boy who reminds me of the sun.
"Why don't we go up to the dinning hall and we can all talk and get to know each other there. Okay?" Crazy girl who talks a lot says pointing to another door leading off of the deck.
"As long as there's food I'm down." My stomach rumbles a few more times reminding me yet again I didn't get lunch because of these idiots.
We all walk through he door, water boy making sure he's behind me. We come to a room that has a huge table that seats twelve with gold plates and cutlery all around it. What looks like mirrors are all over the walls, but they weren't showing our reflection
it was showing some place that looked like a summer camp.
"Just tell the plate what you want." Hot head says whispering to his plate.
"Yeah right that's insane just like-" a Blt appears on Leo's plate.
"Okay I'm taking one of these plates home." I jump over to a spot on the table and whisper "Poutine" the Canadian delicacy appears on my plate and I waste no time digging in.
"I haven't had Poutine in forever." Animal man sighs making the dish appear on his own plate.
"What on earth is that?" Rock girl asks. I should really ask them their names.
"Have you never seen Poutine before?" They must all be Americans except for my man the animal man.
"No they have not except for me your fellow Canadian, Frank." Frank says with a small wave of his hand.
"Everybody tell your magical plates to make you Poutine." I demanded. Everybody did as told and where soon eating there gravy ,cheese curd covered French frys like proper Canadians.
"It's such a fancy name for something so simple." Superman says in wonder.
"Why have I never heard of this before?" Hothead says.
"Enough about the food, we need to fill her in on information," blondie says, "first our names, I'm Annabeth, the one you burned is Percy, hothead is Leo, Jason is the one with glasses, the girl next to him is piper, you've already met your "fellow Canadian"
then there's Will, Nico, Calypso, And Hazel." Annabeth listed them all off on her fingers and each one waved.
"Okay well since apparently you don't know my name I'm Eloise, but my friends call me Elly. Which means only Frank here can call me Elly because he likes Poutine." Frank smirks at everyone else, while hothead looks pissed.
"Well then," Annabeth continues, "now that that's settled, you're probably wondering why we were sent to get you." She finishes her food and it magically disappears the plate cleaned and cutlery appearing at the sides again.
"Honestly no I don't care why I'm here just pissed that I am."
"So you don't want to know why your here?" Hothead asks.
"Well I do now hothead."
"I like her." Nico says to Will next to him.
"Thank you I like me too." I say to him smiling a little over dramatically.
"Okay Eloise get back on track, so by now we're assuming you're dyslexic and have adhd-"
"No I don't." I cut her off. She glares at me and I just smile.
"Well you must have met at least a few monsters." She says and everybody looks at me.
"Oh so I'm aloud to talk now?"
"Yes." They all say in unison except for Percy who's eating a blue cookie.
"Yeah I've met a few monsters they love to hang out under my bed." Damn my sarcasms on point today.
"Okay so you've never met a monster and you have fire powers like Leo?"
"Yup pretty much." All of their jaws drop and chewed cookie falls out of Percy's.
"Wait you were serious?" More cookie falls out of Percy's mouth as he manages to open his mouth even wider.
"Have you ever been attacked or have something strange happen to you that you can't explain?" I take a moment to think. The answers definitely yes but it couldn't be monsters, could it?
"Well yeah but it couldn't be monsters, I mean the fire powers couldn't be because of a monster."
"It wouldn't be because of monsters but what else has happened to you?" Annabeth asks. I'm getting the feeling she's their leader.
"Well I was blond, with brown eyes until six months ago and now I'm not." They all look confused until the girl calypso speaks up for the first time. "I've heard of that happening before but it was before I was sent to my island."
"How long ago was that?" I ask.
"Thousands of years ago." She replies like its no big deal. This chick is older than me by a mile, and yet doesn't look a day over sixteen.
"Okay then..."
"Wait calypso what was the cause?" Piper asks.
"I'm not sure but the prophecy is starting to make sense." Calypso says once again mentioning this damn prophecy.
"What's this prophecy again?" They all ignore me beginning to talk about the prophecy.
"Hey. Hey! HEY!" I yell and they finally pay attention to me, "someone tell me what the prophecy is. Now."
Leo coughs and begins.
"Eleven demigods will save them all
A blue eyed girl will lead them strong
Flames from a hand will burn tall
And one of their lives will be all wrong
When the clock tower reaches dawn
Another era will have begun."
How did they possibly get me from that? I think to myself.
"It wasn't the prophecy that we got it from, it was an anonymous message that appeared in camp with your photo and address on it. Before the letter we thought it was about Leo and calypso, but now I'm certain it's about you." As will speaks I realize
I must have spoken my thought s out loud.
It hasn't even been a day much less an hour and my life's flipped. I've always hated feeling vulnerable, but this feeling is worse than that. It's helplessness, vulnerability, and shocked all pored into a blender and put on high. Standing up I wander
back onto the deck not noticing Hazel hot on my heels.
"It's a lot to take in." She says placing a hand on my lower back.
"You're about my age when did you find out." I ask her.
She chuckles and responds after a while. "I was born in the 1940's I died and my brother Nico brought me back a few years ago. Our father's the same mines the Roman version Pluto and his is the Greek hades."
"So who's the closest really to my age?" I ask her smiling slightly. This day has just been so weird discovering she's twenty years younger than my great grandma seems so much less strange than me leading these people strongly.
"Nico was born in the 20's he was frozen in time for a while, probably the closest to your age would be your "fellow Canadian." We laugh for a bit talking about nothing in particular, until my stomach tells us it's dinner time.
"Ready to show us more of your strange food?" She asks me.
"Heel yeah, you up for some classy Chicken?" I ask her.
"Damn right I am." She responds.
Maybe this won't be so bad after all, but one line of the prophecy still bothers me, well more than the rest I guess.
And one of their lives will be all wrong.
Okay so there's chapter 2! I'm so excited! You can probably tell that I am a proud Canadian. As if it wasn't obvious, and if it seemed like I didn't like Americans I'm sorry I like Americans don't worry.
Big thanks to avalsawesome for the ideas for the prophecy I had already had onewritten but after reading about the clock tower and fire stuff I just had to add it in! Also thank you for being my first review it made my day. Also sorry for not being able to pm you I have to do everything from my iPod.
I will not be updating very much because dry land training for snowboarding is starting up again soon. Go lakers! Also because I've been running more frequently and guitar lessons also started again.
I hope you enjoyed the story! -Avril