Part 3

I had traveled for an entire day.

I walked.

I hitchhiked.

I took buses.

I took trains.

I took taxi's.

Finally, I was close to my destination.

So place in the wilderness of long island.

I had hitched a ride from a woman with a Red Honda.

The woman was rather pretty. Long, red hair, flawless skin and she wore a long dress that, was, maybe, too long; I couldn't even see her feet.

Her car stunk of dead flesh, but the woman said that this was her husbands car and he liked hunting, so the dead smell came from all the years of kills.

Once I was a descent distance away from the destination, I thanked the woman, got out and started walking.

When the woman didn't start driving again, I turned back to her and waved, letting her know I was going.

Then, I realized the dead smell was still going strong and, maybe, getting strong.

I felt something went on my hand.

My hand was covered with red paint from the woman's car.

No, not red paint.

I was blood.

Her car was covered with blood.

I heard a car door open and slam close behind me.

I turned around, shielding my eyes against the head lights.

What I could see was the womans lower body walking around to the front of her car.

No. Not walking. More like… slithering.

"I know who you are, Parmore Kasumi. I know what you have done. What you have taken. Taking things that aren't yours. And from the gods, no less. You're a very bad child. And I just love bad children. They are so… delicious."

She ripped her dress off, revealing her half-snake, half -human body and her razor sharp teeth.

My eyes widened in fear.

This was Lamia. A vampire like demon who devoured naughty children.

I started backing away, very afraid.

"I-I swear, I-I didn't-t steal any-anything. C-certainly n-not from the g-gods."

"Lying just makes you an even naughtier child. Which make you all the more delicious."

She licked her sticky lips.

I fumbled around in my messenger bag, looking for anything that may help me.

I felt my swiss army knife.

There was no way that it would kill her.

But, maybe, it would slow her down.

I, quietly flicked it open and waited.

Lamia's tail slithered closer to my legs.

'Wait for it. Wait for it. NOW!'

I threw the arm knife down, piercing right through the demons tail.

She screech in pain and anger and I made a break for it.

I ran as hard as I could, not daring to look back.

I was never much of a runner but, if there was a race going on that night, I would've been a new track star. And I had no idea where it had come from but I didn't question it; it was keeping me alive.

I ran through the woods heading towards my destination as I heard screech coming from all around me.

Suddenly, I saw a gate way that was made out of tree and, carved into the top tree, were the words "Camp Half-Blood".

That was wear my dads wanted me to go.

I pushed myself a little harder telling myself that I was almost there.

Right before I got to the gate way, Lamia sprang from the bushes and blocked my way.

"Naughty, naughty, naughty. Stabbing me in my beautiful tail. Oh, I can taste you already."

She wimped her tail out and it wrapped around my ankle, pulling me down.

She started dragging me towards her. I struggled, trying to find something grab and use to pull myself out of her grasp but there was nothing but dirty and broken sticks.

She leaned over me, drooling all over my clothes, making me cringe in disgust. Her reeked off flesh and blood, making me turn my head away.

"The gods will pay me greatly for this!"

I could feel her stretch her mouth wide open, ready to eat me.

Tears slipped from my tightly closed eyes.

'Sorry dad. Sorry Marvin. See you up there.'

Suddenly, I heard a sickening slice.

Lamia screeched and her grip of my ankle slacked.

I summer-salted away and looked.

There was another swiss army knife sticking out of her tail.

Suddenly, colored balls dropped down and started releasing colored smoke.

The smoke bomb fireworks blinded Lamia, making her even more made.

Suddenly, I heard something sliced into the ground behind me.

I looked.

And there, stuck in the ground, glinting in the moonlight, was a silver sword.

I thought I heard some whisper, "Take the sword." But when I looked to see who had said it, no one was there.

Just then, this weird self-defense thing start kicking in and time seemed to slow down.

I ran for the sword, hearing Lamia screeching after me.

I gripped the sword with two hands and jerked it from the ground.

I turned and shoved it towards Lamia as she descended upon me.

Time froze as we both grunted in pain.

Lamia was biting into my neck, making me bleed heavily.

My sword had stabbed her right through the chest.

After a few minutes, she was reduced to ash.

The blood started slipping down my skin, staining my clothes.

I started feeling light headed.

'Need to… get… into… camp.'

I start stumbling towards that gateway.

Everything started spinning and it was starting to become impossible to keep my balance.

I let the sword slip out of my hand and crash to the ground.

I was five steps away from the gateway before my legs gave way.

I was expecting to hit the ground but, instead, I was greeted by warm, strong, human arms.

I tried to look to see who it was that caught me but my vision was so skewed that their shadowed face twisted before my eyes until my world went black.