Aiden was walking calmly down the corridor towards his locker. He had a geography lesson next and his bag was full and supremely heavy. He groaned as he lifted his bag onto a ledge and started to unpack his Latin textbooks. One fell off and landed face down on the shiny floor. Aiden cursed and stooped down to pick it up. As he did so, the book opened to a page on Greek and Roman history. It was about the relations between the Gods' personas. He browsed the article whilst sitting cross- legged on the floor. He stumbled upon a note at the very bottom speaking about an ancient prophecy. He turned the page and found the prophecy's verses.
Two youths of different blood
Will find the Titans cold.
Hidden in foliage, Mist and Terra
Is their hiding place of old.
The one will change
To help another.
And the other will fight
Beside that brother.
After the battle
The King shall return
But shall die again
At the hand of the being who was locked in an urn.
Aiden read through the passage again and again, trying to grasp some sort of understanding on the poem. He scratched his head and leant on his hand. He jumped up as the school bell rang and signified the start of the next period. "Shoot," he grumbled as he scrambled to put the correct books back in his bag. He shouldered the much lighter bag and ran towards the geography classroom.
Emily was starting to get uncomfortable, and very sweaty, trekking through this 'maze' (if you will). Percy was walking in font, lighting the way with his celestial bronze sword. He was followed my Emily with Grover bringing up the rear. Grover kept muttering to himself, or was it bleating? Emily couldn't think straight anymore. She groaned as she dragged her feet onwards. "Ok. Let's take a quick break," said Percy as he set down his sword on the ground. Emily willingly collapsed on the cold earthen floor. She felt a chill as she glanced at the bronze sword. Just then the ground erupted around it and swallowed up the sword, along with Grover's reed pipes and back- pack. "Damn!"Yelled Percy, diving towards the moving dirt. It rightened itself just as Percy hit the ground. He landed with a nasty thunk. "Flip. It's like that dirt had a mind of its own." Percy dusted himself off and watched as Grover walked over to the spot where the dirt had moved and poked it. Grover screamed and dived into Percy. Emily cracked up and fell on the floor. Percy angrily looked at Grover who blushed. He grunted and dusted himself off again. "Well, now we know NOT to trust the earth or Grover's judgement," said Percy, throwing a threating look at Grover.
Skye summersaulted over their pursuer and stabbed him in the back of the neck. She jumped off him and dived into the shadows. She watched the golden ichor flow down his ugly neck before making her next attack. Kallisto was hiding in a dark corner watching the Titan become very annoyed with the small wounds. She breathed in deeply and tried to clear her mind. She closed her eyes and changed her position. She punched the air in frustration. She opened her eyes as something blasted the Titan off his feet. She looked at her hands and punched the air again, this time with both hands. The Titan flew into the farthest wall and crumpled into a heap, very still. Skye walked over and looked at Kallisto with newfound curiosity. "How'd you do that?" she asked, with her arms crossed. "I don't know. I just did it," replied Kallisto while rubbing her arms. "Ok, this could be a very useful thing in the future. Let's get moving," said Skye. She marched on with Kallisto at her heals. Kallisto grabbed her arm. "What?" whispered Skye, it was barely audible. Kallisto pointed at a shadow down a passage ahead of them. Skye moved her hands as if pushing something around her. A faint mist appeared and blocked the shadow/ silhouette from direct view. Skye walked on and kept a watchful eye on the shadow. It then stepped into the light and Skye threw her dagger, still covered in ichor. It found its mark and the silhouette went down. Skye ran over and looked at her target's face. She gasped and a tear rolled down her cheek. "Who was it?" asked Kallisto. Skye held up the person's head and Kallisto covered her mouth with her hands. The dead person was Percy.
Ok. I'm starting to thicken the plot. Please review and thanks to everyone who is still keeping up to date!
I'll update every Friday/Saturday until school starts.