"Who are you," I started,"And how did you get in my house?" I was starting to compliment the idea of getting a certain pen out of my pocket.
"Who are you? How do you know about Swan Song? And, WHERE'S FOSTER?!" The boy screamed.
"Foster...Sophie?" I asked, furrowing my brow.
The boy sighed, "Who else? And, um, I'm Keefe. And I got through the, back door."
"Why should I tell you anything?" I yelled,"You just flippin' broke into my house!"
"Listen, I'm Foster's friend." He got a desperate look in his eyes,"Please, tell me where she is."
I don't know why, but I told him, "Some people came over and snatched her...they said something about revenge..."
Keefe paled,"No, no, no. Not again," he mumbled. 'This had happened before?' I thought. He turned to me, "Did these...people...have black cloaks with a white eye on them?"
I nodded. Keefe cursed.
"Did they say anything?" He asked.
I hesitated, the nodded my head. "They said that they wanted revenge. And that if I followed her they would k-kill her..." I inhaled slowly. "One lady said that her son was worthless, and- come to think of it, she looked a lot like you..." I said suspiciously.
Keefe muttered something unaudible. I asked him to repeat it. "Sh-she's my...mom."
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Fostering Foster
FanfictionWhen Sophie Foster is banned from the Lost Cities, she is transported into Foster Care in the Forbidden Cities. Percy Jackson just wanted a normal life...but that never happens, does it? Also, there might be some TW's for blood and gore. Thanks to...
