"Oh my gods! I hate walking!" Dylan complained.
"We've only been walking for two blocks!" Alex told him.
"Only two blocks!? I thought we were half way there by now!"
Dylan practically throws himself on the side walk, to exaggerate how tired he was.
"Just leave me here." Dylan said. "You guys go find out what's going on."
"Get up!" Alex told him, as he pulled Dylan up. "We don't have time for this. If you're gana be a hero your gana have to learn to work. Come on!"
Alex and Scott walked ahead, as Sam and Dylan talked.
"Why is he acting so weird?" Dylan asked.
"It's the first time he was ever chosen to lead a quest, I think he feels if he acts silly and fun like he normally is, that he is gana screw this quest up."
The group walked toward Iowa. As they walked Dylan noticed a store. It was a big tall red building with two windows and a white door. Above the door where the words: Megan Roger`s Demi-god supplies.
"What that store?" Scott asked.
"It's a place where demi gods can get weapons and medicine if they needed it." Sam said. "Only demi gods and mortals who can see through the mist can see it. Some demi god two years back thought of the idea. She apparently started a chain of these stores but this is the first time I've seen one of them."
"We should check it out." Dylan suggested.
All three agree.
They walk in. on the walls and on the shelves were thousands of weapons, bandages, ambrosia, swords, spears, fighting knifes and hammers. There were a bunch of demi gods who were older and younger in the store looking at weapons. A lady stood at a counter, to the right when we walked in, she had long bright red hair, blue eyes and dark skin.
"Do you need any help?" the girl asked.
"No were just looking." Sam said.
Dylan was immediately drawn to the knives section, there were so many really cool looking ones. He saw bowies, BC-41, LHR Combat Knifes, and Bundeswehr Advanced Combat Knifes. There was so much history behind certain types of fighting knives, and that's why he had an interest in them.
Dylan picked up a bowie knife. The knife`s handle was brown and small, the blade was a good length it was longer than most bowies. But of course not as large as a sword.
"Hey." Sam said smiling at Dylan.
"Hey. What do you have there?"
"It's a bowie knives. "
"Bowie? Like David Bowie?"
"Who?"
Sam rolled her eyes.
"Never mind."
"Back in medieval times an amazing dueler named James Bowie, was shot and stabbed with a sword cane, but he killed his opponents with a special type of knife. He died a while later James Bowie. But now they call his type of knives they bowie knife. "
"Oh cool."
"I wish I could get it. But I don't have any money."
He put the knives back on the shelf.
"I`ll buy it for you, every hero should have a weapon."
She picked it up and handed it to Dylan.
"I hope I can be a hero." He said more to himself.
Dylan knew he was supposed to save the world and all, but he was very unsure he could.
As they exit the store a girl who was passing by notices Dylan. She stared at him for a moment.
"You look similar do I know you?" she asked.
"No." Dylan answered simply.
The girl had curly red long hair, and pale skin. She was tall and wore blue jeans with paint all over them and a yellow shirt that read: Rachel Dare`s art school for the gifted.
"Do you volunteer at the community center or something? Cause I teach art there in my spare time."
"No I'm from out of town."
"What's-"
"What's your name? I`m Rachel Elizabeth Dare by the way."
"I`m Dylan Jackson."
Dylan knew it wasn't the best idea to give this stranger his name, but for some reason he felt he could trust her.
"Oh my gosh! That's it! Are you related to Percy?"
"….yeah."
"I should have known you look exactly like him. I haven't seen him in years! How is he?"
"Good I guess, I've been at camp so-"
"Camp? During the year…." Rachel questioned. "….wait are you….a demi god like he was?"
"Sort of." Dylan said.
"But I remember hearing he married that Annabeth girl." Rachel said. "How could you be a demi god when you have two half-blood parents?"
Well there goes the whole fake normal demi god plain.
"that's the big question." I said. "I have no idea."
"I thought you said your father was Poseidon?" Alex said.
"Yeah and that your mother was mortal." Scott added.
"I had to lie!" Dylan told them. "I thought that if Mr. D and Chiron knew I wasn't a normal demi god, they wouldn't let me stay at the camp. I needed to be there, monsters where gana start attacking me and I needed to how to fight them."
"So you just lied to us! You lied to everyone!" Sam yelled. "How could we trust you now?"
"I had no choice!" Dylan yelled.