Cerice's POV
I ran away with a kitchen knife. Don't judge me, I had to do something. They weren't going to stay away for long.
For the first time in weeks since I ran away from "home", I felt safe, kind of. Until a bloody Hydra materializes out of nowhere and decides it ( no offense ) wants to kill me.
'Doge left' , said a voice. I didn't quite understand, but I dodged to the left, and right where I'd been standing, the ground steamed and hissed where the Hydra spat its poison. 'Stab its heart' , said the voice. This time I didn't hesitate, I pulled out my stolen kitchen knife, rolled under the beast, and stabbed it. It wailed in agony.It wasn't dead. 'No, they never die that easily, but it hurts enough for the monster to leave.' But before it disappeared completely, one of it's heads turned around and caught me across the stomach, sending me flying into a tree.
Then everything went black.
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This story is in writing by my friend and I so we probably won't update very consistently. Also, the whole PJO and HOO belongs to Rick Riordan and is not ours. Thank you so much for reading!
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The Last Lieutenant
FanfictionCerice Silver was an orphan when she got adopted by parents who verbally and physically abused her. This is her story after she ran away. What could possibly happen to her? A LOT.
