I'm One Of A Kind

by Dorotheos.Night.Walker

A 13 year old girl named Mia Creudelo finds out by camp half blood a different way. She doesn't have a protector just a few pages to rely on. She was never suppose to be born. She never knew her mother and all she could tell about her father is that he abandoned her with an evil witch. Mia was born to do one thing...to finish the job the demigods thought they finished.

7. Chapter 7

Chapter 7: Canadians

I think I went bonkers myself. A demigod? What am I thinking? How can I, Mia Creudelo be a powerful demigod? I'm a nobody, that nobody likes. I dress in black and keep to myself. I cannot be a demigod. I have to be a lunatic to think that. Only one way to find out what my father wants me to do... look in the drawers.

I went back into the small, dark room and made my way to the table. I opened the first drawer and I found a zip lock bag full of stuff. I couldn't make out what was in there so I looked in the other drawers. I found two more zip lock bags full of stuff and a knapsack with a few unknown things. I exited the room with my hands full of the stuff I found.

I brought the stuff out into the light of the secret chamber and my first thought: Okay ... why are these zip lock bags black? That's not normal ... is it? Whatever. I opened the first zip lock bag and found a wad of cash. Cash? Seriously? I could've used that my whole life! I placed the cash back in the plastic bag. I moved on to the next bag and found a what? An IPod? No not any old IPod, it's an IPod Touch. A purple one. What am I suppose to do with this? I was putting the IPod back when I felt the rough surface of paper. I pulled the paper out and it said:

One of my latest creations. You can do anything on it. Download games, listen to your songs, and search anything on Google. The best part, no internet needed! There's a catch though you only have 3 emergency phone calls because ... well it's dangerous. I hope you like it!

So what you're some kind of scientist now? Like an IPod will make everything between us is okay.

I picked up the third bag and gosh it was heavy. I opened it up and found 10 golden coins. Why would I need golden coins? I pulled one out and looked at it closer. The coin had Zeus, the god of the sky on one side and what I think is the Empire State Building on the other. My mouth hung open. I took out the other coins and all of them had a different Greek god, or goddess. This was impossible. It was the coins in the books. What did they call it? Drachmas? Yup. That's it. Do Greeks even make these anymore? As I was putting them back there was question that I couldn't answer: Why would I need these?

I reached for the backpack and took a look inside. The only thing that was in there was a box. It was one of those gift boxes for a bracelet. I opened it up and I gasped. Inside was a necklace. It was beautiful but strange at the same time. The pedant and the metals they used to make this necklace was so unique. The pendant was weird, like there was a piece missing. There was something definitely missing. I could tell that the shape of the pendant was a heart. A heart cut in three pieces with one piece missing. This is going to be hard to explain... but I'll try.

The pendant was divide into three distinctive parts. The middle piece shaped like a diamond was the one that's missing. The two edge pieces somehow held together. Now that I got that out of the way, about the other strange thing... The pedant was shattered like a broken heart. The other thing that caught my attention was that the piece on the left was made of bronze and engraved on it said,"ένα από ένα είδος," it was Greek for one of a kind. How I knew that, I don't know. The piece on the right was gold and engraved on it said, "in genere," Latin for one of a kind. So many unanswered questions. Why did they say the same things? Why do I know how to read Greek and Latin? My thoughts came to a halt when I heard footsteps.

My pulse quickened. Fear shot through my body. Who would come here? Better yet find the passage way? Then someone walked through the doorway. It was a man, maybe in his early thirties. He had brown hair, and his skin was pale. He wore an army suit. He was abnormally large for his age. It was his eyes that scared me. He had no pupils. Then he spoke.

" Hello, Mia Creudelo. It's time." I don't know how he knew my name, but the way he said it sent a shiver down my back. His voice was hollow, it didn't sound human. I was about to say something but then he started to change. He grew taller and taller. His muscles were getting bigger. His face was oh so horrible.

In a matter of seconds I was facing an ugly creature, definitely not human. I wouldn't have known for sure, but if these books were right I was facing a monster called, "Canadians."