Dangerous Skyla

A little woozy

I'm in a dark, red chamber. It's hot a moment, then cold the next. I don't like it very much, and it feels like a have the flu. I'm about to take the time to look around, before something grabs me and pulls me up into the air.

I can't do anything but punch and scratch at the invisible force that had mass. My sword has disappeared along with all the weapons that I can use in battle.

The force finally speaks, using a dark voice that sends a chill up my spine. It's even worse when you can't see whoever the voice is.
"Well, Skyla Jason! You're supposed to be dead!"
I squint my eyes at absolutely nothing, feeling frustrated.
"Aren't i?"
I snap.
"No! Which isn't part of the plan!"
A plan. It's not like I don't know anything about it.
"What plan? I wasn't involved with anything, except life itself."
"Well it's the plan to kill you of course! You know, the regular god and demigod action. You should be used to it by now!"
"Oh! That plan! Maybe that's why I don't know about it... Or involved with it. What did I do to you?!"
I'm on a roll now. I don't like feeling completely useless. It makes me angry, and whoever this force is is definitely making me feel this way.

"Sassy child of Ouranos! I'm not the only one that wants to kill you! You're more powerful then you think, with you being the daughter of the king and everything! We want you dead so you won't over rule us!"
I don't think I would like controlling gods. There seriously lazy, and don't really do anything to help their children... Now that I'm thinking about it... Ruling them seems like a nightmare.

"So your scared of me?"
"Bah! Of course we are! You could kill us all!"
"Kill you? Really? What will I do? Flick you off the world? I don't think I would ever want to be that powerful... That's just... Selfish, and you being scared of me is hilarious."
If I can't do anything to help myself out of this mess might as well use the only thing that ticks people off. My mouth.

"You've tried my patience little Janson! I have captured the president, and Washington D.C. Will soon be mine! There's nothing you can do about it!"
This person whoever it is... Isn't very smart.
"Yes there is. Like, you just told me where you were hiding, I'm more powerful than you, and I got friends to back me up."
If I ever get to them... I thought to myself.

"My minions will crush you before you even get there! You might as well not even try!"
"You're not a very smart one are you? Look, I know your a god and everything, but you don't tell me what to do. Your not Ouranos, or my mother. I do what I want."
I say, smiling.
"Wake up and get out of here! You're having a dream! You're irritating me. And for that, I will punish you. You will have the gift of lost memory!"
The dream starts to fade before I can even talk back again, and it hits me like a meteor. I feel like I got smashed back into my body.

I gasp like taking my first breath, and I look around, seeing that I was in some type of park. Did I get thrown this far?

Panic rises in me. I don't remember anything. I only remember my name-of course-my friends, and that I hit my head pretty hard with the battle against the giant.

I push my hand against the tree to help me stand, and it suddenly turns hot... Very hot. I jerk my hand away, shaking it in the air.

I wince, as I glare at the stump. My anger loosens a little when I notice it begins to die. I don't know if I poisoned it, or burned it.

I feel dizzy, and sick to my stomach. My clothes were torn, and burned away. But other than that I'm fine. Sick but fine. Good thing my shirt covers me up at least a little... Or I would be embarrassed...

I stand up on my own, taking a few deep breaths.

Everything is going just fine, until my legs decided it would be a good time to turn into noodles, and I suddenly couldn't hold myself up anymore.

I fall to the ground, blacking out.. Again. I must be weaker than I thought.

I wake up and find that faces were staring down at me. I shriek, and a boy sets his hand on my mouth and tells me to be quiet. Before they can grab me -- at least thats what I thought they would do -- I kick the boy in the stomach.

He lets go of me, crying out, and I run to another tree... This time not touching it.

The kids look about my age, 14... I don't know how I knew that. I've been "dead" for 4 years? Oh no. That's why I'm so sick... I haven't had anything to eat in 4 years. I look down and give a confused look, I'm not so skinny to the bone. But I am skinny.

That dream lasted 4 years...? This isn't making any sense. I look back up at the 3 kids. The boy has straight black hair, my height, gray eyes, and golden skin. The next one is a girl with blond hair pulled in a ponytail, bright pink eyes, and white skin. She's gorgeous, but I thought the eyes were a little weird. She notices that I'm looking at them, and silently puts on dark sunglasses. The other is also a girl with brown hair like mine, but curly. Has milky brown skin like mine as well. She has bright, lightning, blue eyes.

They all look at me with pleased looks on there faces.... Well except for the boy, who holds his stomach angrily.

I the corner of my eye, I see a plain chair. I wonder if I sit down they would take me. I'm completely exhausted. I look back at the kids, and the chair seems to follow. Blocking there way from coming any closer. They all gasp and all I do is smile. I had almost forgotten about my powers. I stare at the chair intently, then to the ground in front me. It follows my gaze and I sit in it, sighing heavily. The kids start whispering.

"We found another demigod!"
The pink eyes one said excitedly.
"How do we know she's not just an enemy?"
The boy asked.
"Look at her, she looks like she's been here for years! She's even scared of us."
The blue eyes one said, glancing at me. All I did was sit calmly on my chair, waiting for one of them to do something.
"Yeah, your right."
The boy agreed. I don't think they knew I could hear them.
"We need to bring her to Camp Half Blood."
The blue eyed one reassured. What's Camp Half Blood?

They separated and the boy stepped forward. I made the chair move backward, with me still sitting in it... Just to make sure they don't tackle me... No I'm pretty sure I'm not crazy.

"Uh... Hi. I'm Jake, son of Zeus."
The girl with pink eyes stepped forward. Same spot as Jake, the chair shifted slightly from my nervous energy. She took off her glasses.
"I'm Daisha, daughter of Aphrodite."
Then, the girl with blue eyes stepped forward. They were in a line again, and I was beginning to wonder why they moved in the first place.
"I'm Victoria, daughter of Poseidon."
I slowly stood up, and walked out of the shadows of the tree, making Jake gasp.

"Red eyed!"
"Of course she is! Didn't you see that when you COVERED HER MOUTH!"
Victoria shouted.
"What! I didn't have the chance to look! She bull-kicked me in the gut!"
I backed up.
"Don't worry! They always fight like this!"
Daisha said, kicking Jake in the process. He winced and Victoria asked,
"What's your name? Don't worry, you can trust us."
I hesitated before answering.
"Skyla. Daughter of Ouranos."
"Cool... Daughter of the sky king. Now there's two. We should take you to camp half blood, it looks like you need serious medical help. Can you walk?"
Jake asked.
"Of course I can walk!"
I shouted. But then again, I wasn't so sure.

"Ok, ok, jeez! Let's go then!"
Jake said. Putting two arms up in surrender, as Daisha rolled her eyes.
"You should put these on."
She handed me the sunglasses.
"I can't hold those. I'll melt them, and you need as well."
I protested.
"Then we will help, Daisha doesn't mind."
Victoria replied.
"Ok. I'm coming to put these on you... Don't freak out."
Daisha said slowly. I nodded. Daisha walked toward me slowly. She put them on me and a few seconds later we were on our way to camp half blood.

As we walked, they asked me a lot of stupid and dumb questions like,
"What's your full name?"
"How did you become the daughter of such a great God?!"
(As of they didn't know that one)
"What's your favorite color?"
Things like that. Then a moment later, we made it.