Yippee! 2 in one day. I hope you like it. I only own the twins. On you go.
It's been three days since the big dog thing, but we never found any cities. We eventually gave up and went to New York. At least we knew that city is impossible to miss. The thing about New York to us is that we always come here after a little adventure. I'm not sure why, but we seem to be drawn towards it.
We were currently sitting at some random park we came across. All it had were about six tables, three benches, a swing set, and a jungle gym. Only about three other people were here. One was little girl who looked about seven with her dad and the other was a Goth looking boy on the other side of the park looking at something. He looked about our age maybe a year older.
There was something about him. I sure hope he's not another of those people that turn into monsters. His skin was olive colored he had a black aviators jacket and black jeans. His shirt was black too with some writing on it that didn't look English. I'm not sure how, but I made out that it said 'Hades'. Why would someone walk around with the Greek god of death's name on his shirt?
I looked over at Izzy to ask her what she thought of him, but she was already looking at him curiously.
"Who do you think he is?" She asked while taking out the McDonalds' bag we bought, handing me a double cheese burger.
"Don't know." I shrugged, opening my burger and taking a huge bite. With my mouth full, I said, "Hope he's not some monster because he looks kinda hot."
She just sighed and rolled her eyes. "Please don't eat with your mouth full. You'll never get a boyfriend that way."
I finished chewing and stuck my tough out at her.
When I looked back at the boy, he had gotten up. He started walking towards the exit, but kept looking back like he expected to see something come out of the bushes. Unexpectedly, something did.
It was another huge, black dog. This one wasn't as big as the last, but it wasn't exactly the size a normal dog should be. I looked over at the boy, and I saw him draw a black sword, that I hadn't noticed, from his belt. My eyes got wide.
"Izzy…?" I couldn't even finish my sentence.
"I see it too." Her voice sounded shocked, just like mine had. "I think we should go help. For all we know, he might be like us."
"Unlikely." But we both dropped our food and ran over.
The boy had already wounded the thing, but it was only angry at him. I looked around for the little girl and her dad, but they seemed to have left the park already. That was good at least now we know they were out of danger.
Izzy went on one side of the dog ready to fire when she had a clear shot. I drew my sword and went in to help out. With a couple slashes, and some arrows in its eyes the dog turned to dust.
The boy turned to us. Luckily, he didn't look like he wanted to kill us. Unluckily, he didn't look all that nice. If I'd seen him at a school, he probably would've been the guy that was off to the side and didn't let anyone talk to him, or something like that.
"Who are you?" He asked, while seething his black sword.
"Um…" I had no clue what to say. I'd never actually talked to someone since we've been on the streets. Izzy was the one that always talked for us.
And here she is to save us again. "I'm Isabella and this is Sam." She used her really name when she introduced herself to someone new, but I never let her tell people that they could actually use my real name. "You?"
"Nico." He looked between us. "Why'd you help me?"
Izzy smiled warmly. "We saw you get attacked by that dog, and we didn't want it to kill you so we stepped in. We've fought things like it before, so it's no big deal." She put her bow away as I put my sword away.
"Why don't you go to camp?" He asked curiously.
"What camp?" Izzy's smile left her face. Was there really a camp out there that was meant for us?
Nico nodded like we just answered his question. "It's a place where you can go without being attacked. There's tones of people like us there."
Izzy's face lit up. "Really?" At his nod she turned to me. "Sam, we could finally get away from the monsters!"
I'm not sure why, but something didn't sound right. I remember that I had a dream last night about a safe camp, but a woman's voice had told me that we shouldn't go there. I never told Izzy about the dream, but now I regret it. What if we weren't meant to go there?
Izzy noticed the look on my face. Her smile melted and she scrunched up her eyebrows. "What?"
"I-I, um… don't think we should, um… well, huh, go to this, huh, camp." This is why I never speak in front of people. I'm kinda shy.
"Why not?" She sounded winy, but I couldn't blame her. We had a chance right here to get away from the never ending supply of monsters and finally find out what we are, but I was saying no.
"It's just that…" I sighed through my nose like I always do when I get annoyed. I grabbed Izzy's arm and led her out of hearing distance from Nico, whose eyebrows rose as we walked away. "I had another of those freaky-always-coming-true-dreams. The woman's voice was back and she told me that we shouldn't go to the camp."
Yes, I admit, I've dreamt about her before. I'm not sure who she is, but whatever she tells me always comes true. We've learned to listen to what she tells us to do.
Her face dropped more than it already had. "But if we go we could finally find out what we are. Don't you want that, Sam?"
"Of course I do, but last time we didn't listen we almost died!" I said, looking at her pleadingly. "Listen to her. Let's just ask Nico to explain what we are and then be on our way. Please, Izzy?"
She sighed. "Fine, but one of these days we've got to find out who this women is."
"I agree one hundred percent." We walked back over to Nico.
"So…" He looked at Izzy, knowing that I probably wasn't going to talk. He catches on fast.
"We're not going," She started slowly, "but we still want you to explain what we are."
He nodded slowly. "Well, to be blunt, you're demigods."
All I did was raise an eyebrow, but Izzy yelled, "What?" It was funny, so funny actually that I laughed quietly. "What are you saying?"
"You're half human, and half god. One of your parents was a Greek god and the other mortal." Nico explained. Honestly, it really was something I could believe considering what's happened to us. I mean most of the monsters that attack us are from Greek mythology, and Nico was wearing a shirt that looked like Greek writing.
Izzy was still having trouble coping, though. "There's no way our mom's a god." She looked at me silently asking, can you believe this? Nico seemed to be asking the same question. I shrugged.
Izzy seemed to think over it for a minute before sighing in defeat. "Fine, but how do we know which one?"
"That's why you need to come to camp. There, you'll get claimed. It's perfectly safe." He added the last part for me.
"We're still not going," Izzy told him. "Thanks for telling us about this. Maybe we'll run into you again, but we probably won't. Bye, Nico." She held out her hand for him to shake.
He took it and said, "It's on Long Island if you ever change your minds. Good bye, Isabella." He glanced at me. "And Sam."
I narrowed my eyes, but he couldn't see that under my sunglasses. He turned and started running towards a tree. Right before he hit it, he disappeared into the shadows, just like we do.
"Do you think all demigods can do that?" Izzy asked.
I shrugged. "Come one, my burgers probably cold by now."
We walked back to the bench where the food was left alone, but I couldn't shake the feeling that we'd be seeing Nico sometime very soon.
Done! That was fun to write. I am a total Nico freak. In Social Studies class I loved Hades, so Nico is a son of Hades. Meaning I love Nico. Simple right. [Hehe I love Simple Plan]
Anyway! I hope you people who I know are reading this review. It would make my little heart happy to see someone say something about my story. Even if you're mad at something, but put it nicely please. I'm only a 13-year-old girl.
BTW-I have chapter 3 done, so if I get at least 1 review, you'll get it tomorrow. If not, I guess you'll have to wait until I choose to give it to you people.
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