Athens: Sorry for not updating for awhile I had no ideas. But now I am in a Creative Writing class so I have more time to write.
Max: Ya I remember the day I set off the fire alarms...
Athens: oh ya. If you want to find out why read Randomness with Athens and Max coming soon, like in a week.
Disclaimer:
Cop: Athens does not own any Percy Jackson Characters, but does own Sara, and Ryan as for they are his OC's. And that little son of a gun has connections.
Chapter 3
I looked around and saw Ella floating through the air away from me. I slowly followed her. It got darker and darker so I thought that the sun was setting so I looked up to see it and found myself in a dark ominous forest.
As I turned around as something slammed into my chest. I reached for my necklace, but it's paw swiped it out of my hand. Well this is it. I thought, there's no escape. Just then the monster yelped and jumped off of me. What? The beast turned around and I saw that it's backside was badly burned. Oh gosh. I hope that's not a dragon.
The beast charged at the boy that was standing about twenty feet away from it, and the guy screamed as his hands caught on fire and ran to meet the creature. When the beast saw the fire, it's face was like oh shit and it tried to backpedal, but it was to late and it promptly caught on fire.
"Are you alright?" Asked the boy, "my names Leo."
"Ryan. I fine thanks for asking. But on another subject, how are your hands not burned?"
"I like to think of myself as Captain Flame, but the reason is that my dad is Hephaestus, and I'm one of the 'lucky' children of Hephaestus because this power only comes up like every 400 years. Also why are you out here?"
"Honestly, I have no idea. I was walking thinking," I thought about Ella coming back but, decided to leave that out. "About stuff mostly about my sister. Why are you out here, because when I first pasted this place I was told not to go into the forest without a way to defend yourself?"
"No reason." But as he said that he looked nerves, like he was hiding something. Oh well it's not my business, yet. I had add that last part as an afterthought.
"Anyways I have to go" said Leo and he ran back into the forest. After a moment I ran after him.
Leo moved silently through the woods getting deeper and deeper. Twice he looked behind him to see if there was anyone following him. Each time,though, I was ready and hid behind a bush or tree.
As he reached a limestone wall, ten meters high, he pressed his hand against the surface. His hand caught on fire and a glowing trail of fire ran around the wall. Then the two ends met, and the limestone opened up like a huge door. Leo stepped inside and I saw a glimpse of what was inside.
When he got inside the door started to close and I made a split second choice to go in with him.
When I stepped inside, my breath was taken away. It was like a giant hanger for planes. On the walls, there were tons of blueprints pinned to the wall with tacks. Over in one corner was a giant Greek warship. The deck was lined with bronze shields, in between them was Ballista shooters. On the front of the ship there was a dragons head that was constantly moving. On the side closest to the door there was a big gaping hole in the ship.
I looked up to see a net falling from the ceiling and I rolled away as the ends to the rope punched through the concrete walked out of a small room, hands ablaze. "Ryan why are you here?"
"You were acting suspicious, so I wanted to see what you were doing." As I said this I realized it was true. I looked around and saw many projects hanging on the walls, some of them were badly dismembered. "Did you make this cave?"
"No I found it." as he replied he extinguished his hands. "But oat of these projects are mine." He said it kind of sheepishly. "Now as much as I love having company, can you please leave my cave. Please and thank you."
As I left his cave Leo walked over to his warship and climbed through the hole.
Over the next few days I learned more about the camp, and I started learning about what I was good at. Annabeth told me most demigods specialized (no idea how to spell it) at one weapon, so when I tried a spear and it landed in the ceiling, she told me not to worry.
As it turned out I was better with two knives than with swords, like Annabeth. Though I was still, in my opinion, a good swords man. Though I bet having my own swords helped, because my instructor, Clarrisse, told me that no two swords were the same. That puzzled her,though, when it pulled out my swords that were identical. She had looked amazed when she felt them.
I also went around with the Athena cabin to do a bunch of different activities, including Pegasus riding which I was horrible at. Every day we ate together. And then on Wednesday I learned a bout Capture The Flag.
I had been in the arts and craft station when Annabeth pulled us all out of class. To everyone else it seemed to be a normal thing. But I had no idea what we were doing.
"Annabeth" I said when we got to the Athena cabin, "What are we doing here?"
"Ryan, we play Capture the Flag every Friday night, and we are the ones who come up with strategies for our team." Annabeth replied. And with that she launched into a speech about the best way to attack the other team.
I leaned over to the kid sitting next to me, and whispered, "Plans? Who needs them. Just have the Ares cabin and all you have to say 'See that guy over there? Whack him on the head.'" With that he smiled and turned his attention back on Annabeth.
Being ADHD I find it hard to sit still, so I had no idea how they were doing it. All I learned from that was that we had the Poseidon (no surprises there), Hades, Hermes, and Hephaestus cabins on our team. The next day went quickly.
At dinner the next night it was not loud and cheerful like every other night, tonight it was quite. The two teams sat with each other to explain the plan. After we ate we grabbed our equipment and raced up the hill, after we put it on. Everyone had stared at me when I strapped my two swords, two daggers (mine and Ella's) on my belt. Some kid, he looked emo, walked over to Annabeth and started talking to her.
Annabeth started to explain the plan, some of the kids listened, but most, like me, stared aimlessly around the air. So Malcolm, Nico , and I were to guard the left flank along with three Hermes kids. Clearly Malcolm was the only one who knew what to do because we all asked what we had to do.
So of course Malcolm singled my out and said in a harsh whisper, "Ryan you of all people should know what we are to do."Malcolm jumped suddenly as Percy ran over to join us.
"Percy I thought you were helping Annabeth lead the attack." Asked Nico.
"I was but some other person has it covered." Right as he finished his sentence, the conch shell sounded signaling the beginning of the match. We fanned out to guard the left flank, but it seemed the enemy knew what we going to do before we did it.
After about five minutes, hard to tell being ADHD, Percy whispered to me, "Well this has to be too easy..." Just then we heard the twang of an bow and the thump of the arrow hitting Percy squarely in the chest. He fell just as one of the kids yelled, "Archers!"
We all dove in different ways to cover to avoid the onslaught of the archers. One of the Hermes kids had brought a bow, but right before he could release the arrow he was shot in the chest, sending his arrow sailing harmlessly through the night.
I ran over to him and grabbed the bow and remaining arrows.
"I need a distraction" I told Nico.
"Sure, but have you ever shot a bow before?" replied Nico
"Well there is a first time for everything."Just then the ear-splitting scream sang though the night detonating like a major base cord amplified (still don't know the spelling) shattering the last Hermes kids eardrums. He fell to the ground passed out from the pain.
"What was that?" I asked Nico was we regained our footing.
"Apollo music arrow." With that he raised his sword and yelled "Come and get it" and ran for the tree cover.
I got up and aimed at the kids tying not to hit their most sensitive parts.. Then I felt some cold, and hard pressed against my neck. I have watched way too many action movies.
"Put the bow down kid." Growled Clarrisse. I put it down and she kicked it away from me. "Now come with me come with me to prison"
"How about no?" With that I kicked her in the shin, using it as a springboard to roll out of the way. Cursing, she advanced. I dropped to the ground avoiding her spear, and pulled out my two knives, since swords would not be as useful in close combat. I launched myself up stabbing her in the leg with a knife.
"Πηγαίνετε στα κοράκια" she screamed, dropping her spear next to me. I kicked it away right as Nico yelled, "Duck" Not a millisecond to soon, I duck right as a arrow slammed into the tree next to me. I rolled to one side to have an arrow slam into my left arm. I dropped my knives and screamed in silence pain. I tried to move it, but it had gone numb. Fortunately it was a blunt arrow so it did not draw blood, but left a nasty bruise.
I grabbed one of my knives and waited. I heard the familiar twang and I saw the arrow rush out of the tree line. There I thought one second later I threw the knife and two seconds later I heard the thump of it hitting the archer with enough force that I heard several ribs breaking three meters away.
How did I do that I wondered to myself. Sara ran over to me, spear in hand. Wait I thought she is on the other team. That's when things went dark. First an arrow slammed into Sara sending her toppling down to me, hitting me knocking me down and she brought me with her down the hill. That probably saved my life. Great not I owe her. Another arrow slammed into the ground right were my head was two seconds ago. This arrow was an arrow sharpened to a fine point, used for hunting, not like the blunt arrows for Capture the Flag.
As we tumbled down the hill, more arrows rained down from the heavens above. Each one closer to us than the last until on found its mark. The arrow shattered my armor like paper.
The point entered my body two inches below the heart. It was a fatal wound.
200 yards away a man in a black cloak smiled at his work, and fled the site were he completed his mission.