Luke's Diaries

Chapter 1- Thalia

( DISCLAIMER: Me and ZC do not own Percy Jackson, The characters, and maybe some of the quotes.. ;P All we own is our plot, and our imagination. Rick Riordan owns PJO, the characters, and some of the quotes... Maybe even us. )

'Luke.' He said. I was amazed anyone found me- I was living in an abandoned forest area! No one could have found me... But this person did. 'How did you find me?' Was the first thing I said after he told me his name. 'I'm running. Running away from home.' He scowled.

 'Me too. .'

Amaltheia led me here, so I realized Amaltheia led me to good things- Like Luke. My father sent me a sign- Amaltheia- To find Luke. Something must happen, and Luke will save me... Or teach me a lesson.  

'Luke, where are we going?' I asked. He was going to the forest across my bush. 'There's a cave,' He said excitedly,'Sometimes treasure  is in caves.'  And then a very uncalled for Amaltheia appeared. 'Woah!' Luke muttered, 'Stay back- Goaty?' I laughed.'Luke, leave her alone. She led me to you, so she's most likely leading us to an adventure.'

When Amaltheia was finished leading us to the cave, Luke cursed. 'To thánato tou Drákou...' I understood, somehow, and said 'The death of the Dragon? What does that mean?' He sighed. 'It's on the cave- I think- I think there's some sort of Dragon's Treasure.'

We entered the cave. I could tell Luke had a bad feeling about this, but I didn't. The closest thing I thought that was close to being scared was; 'I hope I don't taste magically delicious.'. Weird, huh?            'I wonder where the treasure is...' Luke muttered. There were two doors, and we didn't know which to enter.

'Maybe the door on the right? Right is right, right?' Luke asked. 'Stop being a goofball, Luke. Left is right, unless- They want us to think left is right so it's right... But they'd know a smart person would think that, so left for treasure.' I said matter-of-factly, as I knew it was true, but Luke said 'We'll go right. Right is always right!' Amaltheia appeared, and bleated. Only later  would In realize that was a warning.

We opened the door, and quietly creeped in. Once Luke let go of the door handle, the door slammed shut. 'Skatá ..' Luke cursed silently when he tried to open the door again. It was locked. 'Maybe we shouldn't have come up here.' I said. Then when we saw the huge, red, dragon? I knew I was right. 'Maybe you're right!' Luke replied, acknowledging the humungous dragon in front of  us.

We tiptoed around the dragon, to find a tunnel. The treasure was there! Luke ran in, but when I hissed 'Luke, a trap!' It was too late. He started a mini-earthquake, to wake the dragon.

The dragon arose, looking around for demigods to eat. Luke tried his best to look like a mouse. I scowled, picking up my celestial bronze dagger, that I found on the floor of the cave. 'You want some, stink breath?' I asked. It was true, but not the right think to say, seeing as he was not at all trying to attack us. He roared, and tried to step on me, but I plunged my dagger into his foot-thingy. He staggered a bit, but regained his balance after 10 seconds. Luke took out his sword, and jumped up, only to slice off his foot. 

I suddenly realized the amount of bones in this cave. I cursed under my breath. The dragon made a sound- Almost laughing. Then he hissed, 'You cannot defeat me, little dinner, I will slice off your heads, eat your bodies for my meal, and have your heads tomorrow!' It was lucky he was distracted by himself talking, as Luke sliced off his head. His eyes widened,'No! No no no!' He wasn't completely dead though- His body was still working, apart from his left foot. 'Why can't we just slice off his head and leave?' Luke muttered. That's when I realized; We can leave. 'LUKE! YOU'RE THE SON OF HERMES, DON'T YOU HAVE SOME SORT OF UNLOCKING AND LOCKING DOORS POWER?' I yelled. Luke smiled, as he realized I was telling him to 'RUN FOR YOUR LIFE!'

He put his hand on the door, and focused. It unlocked, and me and Luke ran out. We locked the door, with a very unhappy, hungry, humungous red dragon pounding on it. That was the last time we ever went into the right door of a cave.