Chapter 2

Disclaimer: I do not own Percy Jackson and the Olympians, but i do own Riley.

And I'm not talking about some monster under your bed, I'm taking about a huge one with rotting skin and a horrible stench that you can smell a mile away. It's eyes were blood crazed and I felt like I was about to pee my pants, but I was frozen in place with fear. Max was still barking like crazy when my mom came out with some tea. She didn't scream and drop the tea like I expected her to, she surprised me like she never has before.

"Oh! I thought you weren't suppose to come until next week. Well, I'll just get my husband to open the gate so you can bring in the food." She said to the monster and hurried off. I stared after her, but hurriedly brought my attention back to the monster. It raised it arm and pointed at me.

"Riley Johnson, you are no longer aloud to live. Die!" Those were the last words I heard before I blacked out.

In my dream I was floating in the sea. There wasn't anything holding me up, but I decided to worry about that later. The water was so clear, so I could sea everything in the ocean. It tingled with life, little fish swam around me and an electric eel was hiding in a shadow of a rock. A sting ray swam at the sandy bottom of the ocean and I knew if I reached my hand out I could touch it. Then a voice came to me.

Child, find the camp. You will be safe there. You can't stay where you are now, they'll find you and kill you and anyone who's with you. The camp is your only chance now. Whispered the mysterious voice.

And as fast as I came I was jerked out of the little tingling city of fish. I woke up gasping, it was raining hard and when I looked at the gate, no monster stood there. Max was in his dog house, sleeping, like nothing ever happened.

Maybe it didn't happen...I pushed that thought out of my mind. If it didn't happen that would mean I was crazy! At that moment my mom came out with the tray of tea.

"Honey, why are you out here in the rain? Come in and have some tea," My mom said.

"Mom!" I stood up. "Didn't you see that thing behind the gate!" If she didn't see it then maybe it was just a dream.

"Darling, are you feeling alright? Maybe you caught a cold! Oh, come in!" My mom made frantic gestures for me to come in.

You can't stay where you are now, they'll find you and kill you and anyone who's with you. The voice whispered through my mind. If I stayed here would my family be in danger. No I couldn't let that happen, I had to get to the camp the voice talked about...but how?

I let my mom bring me inside and give me a big cup of tea and as I drank all that was warmed was my fingertips and toes. I excused myself so I could go to my room.

I took the stairs two at a time till I reached the door to my room. I grabbed a book bag from my closet that I never used and flung open my dresser drawer. I stuffed everything I would need in it. My cellphone, jeans, t-shirts, and the locket my mom gave to me when I turned 11, she said it was a gift from my father to her and that she wanted me to have it. I never wore it in fear that it would fall off.

I awaited for night to come so I could sneak off...but first I had to figure out how I would get off the island. I knew how to get out of the gate that surrounded the house, the only problem was how to get off the island.

Dinner was quiet, my mom and Dean whispered about all the sicknesses I could've caught from being outside in the rain to long. I was glaring down at my steak. I was always mad when I didn't know what to do. I hated being so helpless!

"I'm going to bed," I said.

"But you haven't even taken a bite! Please eat something!" Dean pleaded. I slid my glare to him and stomped up the staircase.

I waited another hour in my room just to make sure that everyone was asleep and slid on my tenishoes, grabbed the backpack and slid that on my back. I was ready to face the world.