Hey guys. I don't think that this chapter is that good but I still hope you enjoy it.
Chapter 2
When he woke, he was lying in a bed in a room that looked like it was from the 1800s. Girls in nurse's uniforms with elfish features tended to other boys and girls lying all lying in beds near him. The walls were made of logs, the floor was rough timber and all the furniture was all old and in need of replacement.
He reached under the sheets and felt a cast around his broken leg.
"How are you feeling."
Lachlan almost jumped out of his bed when he heard the voice. He turned and looked next to him.
The girl was there. The one who had saved him on the hill. Today her hair fell loose around her shoulders and wore the same orange t-shirt with a pair of denim shorts.
For that moment, Lachlan was speechless. When he remembered that she had asked him a question he said, "great. If you don't count my broken leg."
"Oh." She reached into her pocket and took something that looked strangely like chocolate out. "Here. Eat this."
She sounded like she knew what she was doing so Lachlan obliged. He took it from her and put it in his mouth. It tasted like his favourite treat. Chocolate chip muffins straight out of the oven. That's weird, he thought. That shouldn't taste like that.
"That's ambrosia. Food of the gods," she said.
"Yeah. It did taste good," Lachlan said.
"No, I mean literally. It's food of the actual Greek Gods."
Lachlan wondered if the girl was pulling his leg. The Greek Gods were myths and were definitely not real. "All right. The Greek Gods. Do Mickey Mouse and Superman eat this stuff to?"
The girl looked offended. "They do exist. This food heals you and mends bones," she said. "My names Eliza but you probably will think that that's not true either." She stormed out the door leaving Lachlan regretting himself.
He got up and saw a pair of crutches over on the opposite side of the room. He hobbled over there while noticing that his leg didn't hurt that much anymore. He began to walk out, using his crutches for support.
Lachlan spotted Eliza in the distance running off. He called at the top of his lungs "ELIZA." She stopped and turned seeing him hobbling over on his crutches.
"What?"
"I just came to say that I'm sorry. It's just. The Greek gods can't be real. Even if they were, they were around thousands of years ago and would've died," Lachlan explained.
"That's where you're wrong. The gods were immortal. They couldn't have died," Eliza said. "The gods are still around and still have demigod children with humans."
"Wait demigod. That cyclops called me a demigod," Lachlan said. "Does that mean-"
"Which parent did always see?"
"Well my mum and my stepdad. My mother said my real dad died when I was really young," Lachlan said.
Eliza stared at him. Lachlan could feel the full power of of those startling silver eyes. "Well you might find this a bit surprising but your real father is not dead," Eliza said. "He's a god."
There you go guys. Probably my worst chapter but I still hope you guys liked it.