A/N: So here's the new chapter! It's not very good... but I'm still optomistic of where this story is going! This is a bit late, I just finished it today! ^~^ I've been busy with other projects.
Anyway, Percy Jackson does NOT belong to me, but the character Brooke Tyne does, so PLEASE do not use her, copy her, or this piece of writing. Thank you!
Enjoy!
Chapter 6
That night we all sat near the campfire and the Apollo cabin led us in song. Everyone was happy and smiling; but not me. What was there to be happy about?
"Are you okay?" a voice came from behind me, I jumped and turned around to see Nico, I relaxed. "You don't seem to be enjoying yourself."
"You don't either," he gave me a look. "I not the singing type, anyway. Besides, it's not like I should be too happy about going tomorrow."
"It'll be fine." he sat beside me.
I sighed, "I just don't know. What if Artemis wants to get rid of me? I read the books! Not all of the gods want their children." I poked the fire with a stick. I heard no reply. "Nico?"
I looked up and realized that the singing had ceased. Everyone had disappeared. The fire roared and glowed bright red. A large figure emerged from the flames and I had to wrap my arms in front of my face to keep the hot flames away from me. It was an enormous creature with horns and glowing black eyes. It looked hungry for blood... my blood.
It slowly trotted toward me and I backed up at every step it took. I was backed into a tree and was prepared to die, so I shut my eyes.
All I heard was heavy breathing for me. I cautiously opened my eyes and saw it standing in front of me, stalk still.
It's mouth opened and slurred words came out and I strained to her every word clearly:
"One half-blood will arrive and change time,
A fight will approach, worse than any,
To fulfill another's destiny,
Willl perish in the flames of the vortex,
Destined to be devoured in the light."
The monster toppled over and dust surrounded us as it fell to the ground. I started choking, "Help!" I cried. "Help!"
The dust swarmed around me like a group of wasps refusing to give up on their kill. The air was so thick that I couldn't breathe. I looked forward and saw a small light in front of me; I ran toward it, but the closer to it I was, the farthur away it would be. The dust storm pushed me backbut I forced myself to walk, taking each step slowly and carefully.
A black hold suddenly appeared in front of me and I fell down it. I felt the air rushing past me, the feeling of falling made my stomach drop and I was scared to death.
Yeah, maybe not the best metaphor (or whatever) to use when I'm falling down a never-ending hole.
I closed my eyes, again welcoming the death that was ahead of me, but my curiosity gained the best of me and I opened my eyes...
Everything was gone. There was nothing, there it was all white.
"Where am I?" I asked myself, I realized how cheesy that sounded and also that no one would be able to answer it anyway. I was alone.
There was nothing for miles, or kilometers for you metric guys. I began to walk. I might as well try to go somewhere.
Hours, or what seemed like hours, later I saw four doors. One was dark orange in color, the second was brown, the third was clear white, and the last door was a pale light blue.
I approached closer to them and felt power radiate from them. I knew I had to get out of here, maybe this was my ticket out of here.
All I had to do was choose which door I needed to open and go in.
I compared them; some of the doors seemed safe, and some had danger pouring out of them in hoards.
After minutes of thinking, I had decided.
I reached my hand out and grasped the handle of the...
A/N: I know, I know, cliffhanger, sorry!
These chapters are getting shorter... but stay with me! I changed a lot of the planning order for chapters, so it is going to be different than I had originally planned!
Also, the 'prophecy'... It's not very good, but it's what I came up with so I guess we'll all have to live with it! :)
Review if you like!
