Reading About The Child Of Artemis

I'm A Known Fugitive Check

"LETSSS START ALREADY" Yelled Ares.

I'd love to tell you I had some deep revelation on my way down, that I came to terms with my own mortality, laughed in my face of death, et cetera. 

The truth? My only thought was: Aaaaggghhhhh! 

Everyone chuckles slightly despite the current predicament.

The river raced toward me at the speed of a truck. Wind ripped the breath from my lungs. Steeples and skyscrapers and bridges tumbled in and out of my vision. And then Flaaa-boooom! 

A whiteout of bubbles. I sank through the murk, sure that I was about to end up embedded in a hundred feet of mud and lost forever. 

"Such a pessimist." Grover said quietly shaking his head

But my impact with the water hadn't hurt. 

"What?" A confused Bianca questioned as Ariadne sighed quickly.

I was falling slowly now, bubbles trickled up through my fingers. I settled on the river bottom soundlessly. A catfish the size of my stepfather lurched away into the gloom. Clouds of silt and disgusting garbage-beer bottles, old shoes, plastic bags-swirling up all around me. 

Everyone's nose wrinkle in disgust.

At that point, I realized a few things: first, I had not been flattened into a pancake. I had not been barbecued. I couldn't even feel the Chimera poison boiling in my veins anymore. I was alive, which was good. 

All of her friendswalked over to her and at same time slapped her on anywhere theycould before hugging while yelling insults like 'idiot' and 'jackass'.When they all sat down again Ariadne turned to Reyna and asked,"Aren't you going to judo flip me? It's kind of a tradition right?" 

"Dothat again, Moon Brain. Then we'll see."

Second realization: I wasn't wet. I mean, I could feel the coolness of the water. I could see where the fire on my clothes had been quenched. But when I touched my own shirt, it felt perfectly dry. 

"That's so cool!"

I looked at the garbage floating by and snatched an old cigarette lighter. No way, I thought. I flicked the lighter. It sparked. A tiny flame appeared, right there at the bottom of the Mississippi.

"Dude what if you held my hand under water? Could I go all humantorch on you?" Leo questioned. 

Ariadne gave him a look before turningand kissing Reyna again.

 I grabbed a soggy hamburger wrapper out of the current and immediately the paper turned dry. I lit it with no problem. As soon as I let it go, the flames sputtered out. The wrapper turned back into a slimy rag. Weird. 

"Correction; awesome!"

But the strangest thought occurred to me only last: I was breathing. I was underwater, and I was breathing normally. 

"That's what you thought of last?" Piper questioned to which he justgot a wave of the hand instead.

I stood up, thigh-deep in mud. My legs felt shaky. My hands trembled. I should've been dead. The fact that I wasn't seemed like... well, a miracle. I imagined a woman's voice, a voice that sounded a bit like my mother: Ariadne, what do you say? 

"Um... thanks." Underwater, I sounded like I did on recordings, like a much older kid. "Thank you... Father." 

"You don't have to thanks me." Poseidon said relieved to see his daughter okay. Ariadne finally broke apart from Reyna she just shrugged inresponse.