Andromeda

by flameonleovaldez490

Andromeda's life has been strange, but when her school day is disrupted by dogs, and she's rushed off to New York at a wierd camp for people called demigods, she believes it's the last straw. But then old friends, and enemies, start cropping up where she doesn't expect, and she may just have to accept the fact that she is the daughter of an Olympian... So I'm lousy at summaries...

8. Chapter 8

Later in this chapter is some Kane Chronicle related things. So if you have not read the Kane Chronicles, then I recomend you don't read any further, or else you won't get some of the jokes.

Sadie

I sat up in my bed and instictively reached out to pet Muffin. But she wasn't here. She was at the 21st nome, now Felix's obcession instead of penguins. Bast wasn't here either. Carter wasn't. Walt wasn't. Anubis wasn't. The only people here were Gran and Gramps.

I stared nervously around my room and tried to remember my dream. Nothing. Except for the girl with the ratty braided brown hair and the sparkling, multi-coloured eyes. And my neighbor: Andy. They were in trouble. But why was Andy in trouble? She was just a normal mortal. I decided to check in on her anyway. I changed into blue jeans, a purple tee, and my signature combat boots.

I padded silently downstairs. I walked into the kitchen and grabbed a scone. "Did you ask for that?"

I jumped and spun around. At first I thought it was Gran, and then I was, like, nope, definetly NOT Gran. She looked a bit like Isis, without the rainbow wings and tyet amulet. She had a stern, bossy look [Carter, I can call a goddess bossy if I like!] that said," Listen to me or you will be crushed."

I stuffed the scone in my mouth and said,"Mo." I gulped it down and corrected myself. " No, ma'am." (She just seemed like the goddess you would call ma'am.)

"Oh, well. You are going to see if Andromeda's home, are you not?"

"I am."

"She is not there though I suppose you already know that."

"I didn't know that, actually."

She muttered something that sounded suspiciously like," Humans are so dense."

I am not dense, thank you very much, I thought.

"Anyways, we have to leave immediatly."

"To where?"

"To New York, of course." Yep, always New York. Why not France? Wait, no, scratch that. Not France. New York was fine. The goddess grabbed my hand which might've been awkward, except for the present circumstances.

In a flash of light, we were in New York, right outside the 21st nome. The goddess was gone. That was fine with me. I ran through the junkyard, scrambling over giant pieces of scrap metal. I ran into our magical mansion, and shouted," Mr. Pharoah, we need to get to Long Island Sound!"

O.K., so I know it's kinda short but it's all I could come up with! Please comment! I've only gotten one bloody comment! That is not good!