Hello again! Sorry I took so long to update, but I have excuses!
1. Laziness
2. Writer's Block
3. I lost my iPod which is where I write my stories on
Yeah, I know, terrible excuses, but continuing... I gotta make this quick because I have to make macaroni and cheese for dinner, so yeah.
Disclaimer: do I look like I own anything? Well, I don't.
Chapter 11
In the morning, Fox, Owl, and Trout woke up early. Owl had worked out over night that "the warrior's foreign land" was Britain since she was the warrior, but not exactly from Britain. So they had a lot of traveling to do. They had one of the senior camper drive them to the train station. "Why don't we just take a plane?" Trout had asked. "Well, if it's all the same to you, I would rather not crash and burn from a certain sky god knocking son of the sea god's son out of the sky." Owl said. Fox snickered at that. Trout looked down embarrassedly. They finally arrived at the train station, and Owl handed the ticket dude a wad of cash. They climbed aboard the train and found their seats. The train would take them to Miles City, Montana, where they would walk to the next nearest train station and it should take them through at least another state. That would continue until they got to New York, where they would board a ship up to Europe, and use the train plan until they got Britain. That is, if everything went according to plan. Which it almost never did.
It had been and uneventful hour on the train, and Owl had gotten so bored that she took out a yo-yo and was playing with in the middle of the aisle. Every time it touched the floor, she said "Yo." and kept on doing that for the next 15 minutes before she sat down again, then pulled out a sketchpad and a pencil. She absentmindedly drew a stable on a sunny hill with pegasi flying around it. She drew with incredible detail, shading in the pegasi and making the stables 3D. When she was finished, it almost looked like the real thing. "Wow, I never knew you were so good at drawing." Fox said, staring at the picture in amazement. "Yeah, well, it's one of those new things that I'm good at." Owl replied. Trout had fallen asleep with his head against the window. Fox smirked. "He's turning into you." "He's turning into Robin." she corrected. "Don't even talk about that. It gives me a head-ache just thinking about it." Fox moaned. Owl grinned. "So, who do think 'the boy looking for his sister's hand' is?" He asked, changing the subject. Just for a second, Owl's eyes darkened, but then it cleared so fast Fox thought he had imagined it. "Dunno. Hope it isn't like The Empty Child in Doctor Who…" at Fox's blank she, Owl smiled and said, "You really need to watch that show." suddenly, a rumbling shook the train, and it sputtered to a stop. "We're having slight technical difficulties. Please stay in your seats until we start moving again." the conductor's voice came on the intercom. Owl immediately got up and looked out the back door. When she came back to the seat, she rolled her eyes and said, "Of course, it had to be on a bridge over a two thousand foot drop." Fox groaned and shook Trout awake. "Wha-" he started, looking around groggily, then remembered where he was. "Alright, the train is having 'technical difficulties' and 'coincidentally' stopped on a bridge over a two thousand foot drop." Fox explained to him. "So basically, we're doomed unless we can get to the controls and get the train going again before a monster kills us all." Owl summed up. Trout frowned. "None of us know how to operate a train, so we're doomed." "Oh, so you think," Owl smiled wickedly. "You forget. I have been blessed by many gods. Including Hephae- I mean, the gods of blacksmiths and such. Now, come along, my boys. I have work to do." she said, walking to the back of the train and opening the doors. Carefully, the trio made their way across the metal links that led from one cart to another and made it to the maintenance cart. "Electric train. Brilliant." Owl muttered, flipping switches and pressing random buttons. "Aha! The main wires were cut, and by looks of it, by something that wasn't human or demigod…" she yelled out. Suddenly, a rumbling shook the train, making mortals scream. "What was that?" Fox asked. No answer. Owl's hands were glowing with heat as she rewired the train. Another, greater rumbling shook the train. Old hieroglyphs appeared on a part of a wall. "What do those mean?" Trout asked, pointing to them. Owl glanced up and her eyes darkened. "It means that I have to hurry." her hands grew bright red and were letting off steam. She was shaking with pain from it, but grit her teeth and continued working. The next time it rumbled, the train almost tipped over. "Come on, come on…" she murmured to herself as she wired the last one. "Done!" Owl ran to the controls triumphantly, hitting buttons and pulling switches again, and the train started moving again. She grabbed the rope hanging from the ceiling, and a loud honk escaped the train. She grinned at the two gaping boys. "I always wanted to do that." the hieroglyphs on the wall disappeared, and an inhuman moaning sound started behind the train as the monster was left behind. Owl tugged her friends back to their seats as the conductor went back to the control room. "That hand warmer trick took a lot of strength, I think I'll just… wake me up if the train is about to explode." she murmured, before falling asleep. Her knees were tucked up against her chest, so she was like a ball. "So… is she always like this?" Trout asked. Fox nodded. "All the time. Something happened in her past, something she could never tell anyone. However, she let's somethings slip sometimes. Like just a few minutes ago, she almost said she was blessed by Hephaestus, but that's impossible, because he's Greek, and the Greeks died. She's a mysterious one." he said, turning to look at the sleeping girl beside him. Her eyebrows her furrowed and her mouth twitched into a frown, as if she was angry or concentrated in her dream. Which, she was.
Owl's Dream
The hand warmer incident had left her more exhausted than she let on. All she wanted right then was a nice, dreamless sleep. Isn't that what all demigods want? So, of course, she had to dream about wolves. Owl found herself in Fenrir's cave. The Wolf was licking a paw in a corner, then he turned his red gaze on her. "So, you have prolonged my return to the earth. But at what cost? Your friend, Chloe Marshal, sacrificed herself just so that a prophecy could be fulfilled. So that you could fight me in the future. She died for you. You have become a monster. Just face it, Cora, you cannot win. Everyone is depending you. Do you want to see their disappointment when you die and I take over? Why not die now? Release the responsibility. Let someone else take the big role, this time." he asked, boring into her with his eyes. For a second, she was tempted. But then she realized what he was saying. "Because, Fenrir, nobody can take this role but me. Chloe died because it was her fate. Some people make their future, some people have it made for them."
Cool ending, yes? Ok, well, I gotta make sure the water isn't boiling over on the dinner, so, until next time!