AN: This Story Is Far From Finished, I'm Only Posting To Know Whether The Story's Good Or Not, All Comments And PM's Welcome, BTW: I'll Change The Story's Format Into One More Comfortable To Read And Split It Into The Chapters You're Accustomed To After I Know If I Should Keep Writing Or Modify It
Journey To L.A.
I walked beyond the borders of camp, not bothering to say anything to anyone else. As walked past what everyone called Thalia's tree which I found strange because according to Jason, Thalia was our sister, daughter of Zeus. Anyway, the point is I needed a way to get to L.A. and that was when I realized we hadn't used those $200 that they gave us at camp before starting the quest. The first thing I did was open my bag and look for the money first mistake. Two very angry storm spirits burst from my bag with more strength and more aggressiveness than ever before and didn't even bother to go back to their horse form before attacking. Two whirlwinds smashed into me with such force that if I hadn't been a child of Zeus, just one touch of that electricity that was running through them would have killed me and still would have been able to kill about ten other men. I got up, trembling and barefoot, these guys were for real, and lightning wasn't gonna help me in that situation. Sure, I could have shot them with a nice hot column of black flames, but I was scared. If shadow travel had taken so much energy out of me, how much is a column of black flames that I just recently mastered gonna take? Would I die if I tried? Is it gonna take more than shadow travel? Is it gonna take less? I decided it was too risky to try it. The storm spirits, now horses, were speeding towards me. I had to make a split second decision. I could either try to use my sword, even though I'm not sure the metal blade could hurt two storm clouds in the shape of horses, or I could try something else that I haven't done in a long time. The storm spirits were now about two feet away from me and still coming so I decided. I spread my arms, closed my eyes, and concentrated. Suddenly I felt stronger, my energy and stamina restoring themselves, I could hear the storm spirits wailing in agony as their very essence was converted to strength for me. I opened my eyes and saw that arches of electricity were coming from the horses, into my open palms, running up my arm, and through the rest of my body. The horses were getting smaller, yet their cries of pain louder. This went on until all there was left of the horses was a black cloud which was quickly broken by the wind. Electricity was still arching all through my body and I felt as if I had to vomit. "Too much." I said to myself, realizing that I had just OD'd on electricity. I yelled as loud as I could as lightning fell from the sky, zapping (lightning? zapping? Get it? No? Fuck) away my excess energy, but leaving me fairly energized for my journey. I looked around, and all I could see was a road leading into nothingness and camp, a small orange fire burning warmly where the lightning struck, and some campers who had walked out of their cabin to see what was going on as they heard the crash of thunder and the yelling. I walked over the middle of the road, crouched down, and jumped as high as I possibly could, using the reversed polarity thruster thingies, to "fly" to the nearest town 3 and a half miles north of camp, needless to say, no matter how many storm spirits I can drain, when I got there I was sweaty and downright famished. I walked into town, not wanting to attract attention by flying there, and quickly looked around. I immediately located the airport and my ticket to L.A. I stood in place, thinking, "I need to get my priorities straight," I decided, walking towards a diner and ordered a large cheeseburger with bacon, BBQ sauce, and fries in the bun. After paying my $20 for the delicious meal, I walked out of the diner, and realized, I didn't have enough money for a plane ticket to L.A. Well isn't this convenient... I thought to myself. Oh well! Guess I'll just sneak into the plane then! I was inside the airport, going over what I was going to do. I got a piece of paper about as large and wide as a plane ticket and walked over to the flight attendant. Let's back up for one second and talk about my first few days at camp. I was taking magic lessons with Cathy when I overheard one of her brothers arguing with one of her sisters. "It's not right," she was saying. "You can't manipulate people's minds like that"
"Why not?" he was asking. "Mom does it all the time!"
"But it's her job as a goddess, and when she does it she has a reason, you were just fucking with him."
"I was using the mist! How wrong can that be?! As demigods, it's what we do!" he was saying, walking away from her and taking the argument elsewhere while snapping his fingers, making her even more furious each time. It was a long shot, but I was going to attempt to bent the mist to my will by snapping my fingers, I practiced it a few times on my way towards the flight attendant but so far I had only managed to make a few tourists to look at me quizzically. I got to the flight attendant in front of the plane collecting tickets and letting people pass and showing them to their seats. I handed her the piece of paper and when she looked at me with a what-the-fuck look, I concentrated, pictured an actual plane ticket in the flight attendant's hand instead of a piece of paper. I felt a tug in my gut, and before I could even snap my fingers, in the flight attendant's hand was a plane ticket, not a piece of paper that looked like a plane ticked by a trick of the mist, the paper actually transformed into the plane ticket. That's not Greek. I thought to myself as I boarded the plane and immediately fell asleep the moment I sat on my seat at the back of the plane, only to wake up, sprawling in mid-air, plane pieces around me and unconscious pedestrians still strapped to their seats zoomed past me. I panicked, I knew I had to save them but I didn't know how. My hands burst into random arches of electricity that I knew were my reversed polarity thruster thingies and that they were gonna save my life, but not the pedestrians'. I begged, no, prayed for power, anything that could help me save these people's lives. Suddenly, I felt power surge though me, I thrust out my left hand and the arches of lightning were no longer random, each arch of electricity hit the metal in a seat and then the arch disappeared, but the seat still had electricity coursing through the metal parts of the seats (top part of handles and seatbelt buckles), and levitating them. After this, I felt drowsy but kept on levitating people's seats until I threw up a chunk of blood on top of an old guy and passing out, making everybody on the plane fall with me. Last thing I saw was the old man I threw up on wake up, fire burning in his eyes, and blue tendrils making their way down his arms, to his finger tips.