Hey there guys. Next chapter, Whoop! Okay, now Apollo. Be a good god and say the disclaimer.
Apollo: Will you stop torturing me?
Me: Maybe…
Apollo: Fine. She doesn't own Pjo or HOO.
Me: and…
Apollo: and she is awesome…
Me: Good job Apollo! Now on with da story!
Will thought about the dream as he walked over to his golden backpack that was sitting next to his guitar. As he dug around the bag for his notebook he heard the door open. He sighed and thinking it was his siblings said "Why didn't you guys wake me up? I mean seriously! I have to pick the people that are going to camp Jupiter."
"Your siblings didn't wake you because I told them not to" said a very familiar voice. Will froze for a moment then turned to face his father. Apollo was lounging against the door frame. He wore a blue t-shirt and a pair of too tight denim jeans. "Surprise. Didn't expect me did ya?"
"Um… no I didn't" Will answered. His father stood straight and began to walk toward Will.
"I have a quest for you and it's very important that you complete it" said Apollo. Will stood and thought for a moment.
"But don't we have to help the camps?"
Apollo smiled and said "Actually yes, we do, but this will, in the long run, help. I need you to go to Greece and fetch a couple of your siblings. They went there for a vacation and didn't know they had monsters on their tail… They will be at the peak of the old mount Olympus."
"How do I get there? It's not exactly near New York" Will stated.
"Well… I can't find my chariot… if you were to find it and oh I don't know take it for a ride without scratching the paint you just might make it there" Apollo said smirking. Will almost fainted. Dad never let them take the sun chariot for a joy ride.
"Really" Will asked incredulously. Apollo smiled and tossed him a pair of keys.
"To Olympus you go,
To save your sis and bro,
Don't scratch the paint. Oh and don't forget to go west…" The god said, after the haiku, before disappearing. Will looked at the keys in his hands as if they would evaporate. After a few seconds of staring at them he stuffed them in his pocket and grabbed the notebook from his bag then sat down. He began to write down the names of the most experienced Apollo kids other than himself.
Once he finished that he wrote at the bottom:
I am going on a quest for dad. He claims it will help us during the war. The people on this list go to the roman camp, the rest stay here.
Your brother,
Will Solace
He placed it on his neatly made bed then tossed his emergency quest pack over his shoulder. He snatched a quiver and a bow from the shelves they rested on then walked out of the cabin. He pulled out the sun chariot keys and pressed the honk button. Will could hear a honking version of staying alive coming from the forest.
He stopped the honking then ran toward the chariot. On his way he passed several befuddled campers and smirked at their confusion. The forest was filled with nymphs playing in the summer sun. When Will passed them they waved; he would wave back hurriedly before continuing to look for the sun chariot.
Soon he saw a bright red behind a bush. When he ran around it he saw the chariot in Maserati form. Will quickly used the keys to open it and turn it on. He turned the keys and was rewarded with a soft pur from the vehicle. Will smiled as he looked around the dials and nobs. Somehow he knew exactly how to do what he wanted. Probably just a son of Apollo thing, Will thought.
He began to fly the bright red car toward the west.
I know its short, but I just wanted to get this in. Until next time, faithful readers!
Adio, Ta Leme Argo Terra!