Chapter 6: I Read a Letter and it Changes My Life.
Okay. I decided this is a secret chamber. Just like the one in Harry Potter hopefully without the snake part.
This place, whatever it truly was took my breath away. The walls were covered with Greek and Roman carvings, it was beautiful. The only downside was the dust. Looks like someone hasn't been here for years. But that was it. No special item, not even a single clue to lead me to the next place. Just carvings on walls, nothing else seemed to be in this room. As I had nothing else to lose, I took a closer look at the carvings.
The walls were divided into two. One side Roman and one side Greek. I knew for a fact the Romans and Greeks worship the same gods but they go by different names. They all had scenes of battles. Yet the Roman side of the wall seemed more deadlier. Like they'd go into war by a simple order just like that without any questions. While of the Greek side of the wall seemed like these people didn't rush into things that quickly. If I was stuck in the middle of choosing between the two I'd go for the Greeks , they seem the least likely to kill me.
When I reached the middle , where the two types of walls met I could see a faint outline of something. What in the world is that? I reached my hand out to touch it but my hand passed through with no trouble. I squinted closer.
It was a curtain.
A curtain? I couldn't tell the difference from a curtain and a wall? Oh, what is wrong with me ? I walked through the curtain. It was dark, but there was enough light for me to make out a table. Where'd the light come from? You tell me. I walked up to the table and felt an old piece of paper that was covered in a layer on dust. I had no idea if there was anything on it so I went back to the secret chamber to find out.
The paper . God the paper was a letter. A letter to me from my father. The letter said :
Dear Mia,
You don't understand how long I've wanted to tell you this. Even though it might put you in danger the moment you finish reading but it had to happen sooner or later. I had faith that you'd find this place no matter how difficult it'd get. You couldn't stand down from a challenge. I've always miss you when I think of you. Leaving you was the hardest thing I've done but it had to happen, for your own safety.
I know I've hurt you. Leaving you with your snobby step mother and two stepsisters while you think I escaped, but that's not true. You read all the books right? How Mrs. Jackson lived with smelly Gabe just to cover Percy's smell? Well, I did the same thing. You might be asking yourself, well, if that was the case why didn't you stay with me? I couldn't. As much as I fought with your mother, your birth mother, she wouldn't let me stay with you. She convinced me that no one could know who you are or who your parents are. I had to find someone as unappealing as Gabe and well that is Sequoya.
You're too dangerous. You should have never been born, but your mother couldn't stay away from me. Who could? Anyway, recently( well I'm not sure if it's recently but it was when I wrote this) she made contact with me after years and said she couldn't hide you anymore. She has done her best to keep the monsters away but your scent is too strong. So, she made me create this wild goose chase you've been on for the past few days. I know, you can kill me later for the scavenger hunt I put you on. I needed you to remember that there were happy times , your whole life isn't a lie. I need you to know that I love you and I always will.
Okay, enough with all that soppy stuff, I'm running out of time. I'm guessing you found this letter on a table in a dark room? Well, in the table's drawers you will find all the supplies you need for your upcoming adventures. I know you might not make it alone but there's no other option. No protector is going to come for you.
We will meet again, Mia. I can promise you that. Mia you might think I've gone bonkers but those books you've read, they are all true. Based on someone's life. Crazy? Might be, but there's something in you saying that I'm right.
What does this all mean? What does this have to do with you? I think you can answer that.
From your loving father,
Richard Creudelo
Oh god. I need a tissue. I've been bawling my eyes out through the whole time. I read it over and over just to make sure I understand the letter properly and I did. My mind raced. What was my father telling me. After a few minutes I came up with an answer. The conclusion I came up with might be as crazy as the books being based on a true story, but what's not crazy in life? I think my father was telling me that...
That I'm a demigod. A powerful one too.
Yah? or Nah?