Chapter Two

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Chapter Two:

 The satyr, who introduced himself as Jack, pulled me along the side of the road.

“Are we walking?” I complained.

“Yes, and you’re going to have to deal with it! Unless you want the monsters to catch up with us.” He tugged on my hand.

“Oh, heck no!” I sassed. “I’m not going anywhere until you tell me what’s going on. What was that thing that attacked me? And what about my dad?”

“We don’t have time!” He argued.

“Yes, we do!” I sat down on the ground. “You better explain now, and quick, if you want us to leave here!"

“You’re so annoying!” He said. “Fine.”

 “You don’t even know how annoying I can be.” I said stoutly. I folded my arms over each other and waited for Jack to explain.

“Well, you see…” He started off awkwardly.

 “Just get to the point!”

 “You know the Greek myths? Well, they’re not myths. The gods like to, well, reproduce, with mortals. That’s how demigods, or half-bloods are made.”

“Wait, so you think that I’m a demigod?” I asked in disbelief.

"I know that you're a demigod. Demigods give off this... aura. I could smell it on you."

"You could smell it? That's super creepy dude."

I stood up from the ground. “Whatevs, let’s go.” I started walking in a random direction. “Actually, wait. Do we really have to walk to wherever we are going?”

“Ugh, well let’s hurry then!”

It took several hours of walking to get to our destination, Camp Half-Blood. Jack did his best to explain what he could without using names because apparently just saying the name can sometimes summon the monster, or god.

By the time we arrived at the large hill, I was about ready to collapse. I literally crawled up the hill and stopped right before the pine tree. Why? Because there was another monster there! It was a large bull, except it wasn't. It was part bull, part man. 

Minotaur, I thought.

I saw a boy with dark hair and sea-green eyes. He was pulling something out of a tree, looking over his shoulder at the monster there. He was really struggling and the monster was getting closer and closer. He needed a distraction.

“AAAAHHHH!” I couldn’t help it, I screamed, and it provided the boy with the distraction he needed. The minotaur, which was missing one horn, turned to face me. “Buzz off, meat pie!”

I probably shouldn’t have insulted it. Or called it meat pie. It was getting ready to charge me, when the boy turned and stabbed it with the horn. It erupted in dust, this time splashing the dust all over me. 

"Ew." I shook dust off of myself and out of my hair.

“Dang it!” I said, I moved to the boy, who had passed out. He looked like this one actor I had seen before, what was his name? Oh yeah, Logan Lerman. I pulled on ‘Logan’‘s arms and pulled him past the pine tree. Jack was pulling another satyr along.

“To the big house,” he said.

I tugged ‘Logan’ to the giant mansion house. I stopped at the porch; I was exhausted. I managed to pull ‘Logan’ over my head, but that did last long since I barely had the strength to hold myself up. I collapsed with the boy on top of me. I groaned. This was painful; my ribs were sore and probably cracked, I had a major headache, and my feet ached and it felt like I just walked a hundred miles.

I practically limped into the big house, dragging the mystery boy behind me. Jack led me to where there were some beds that I set ‘Logan’ on. Or attempted to. Jack was the one that ended up actually putting him on the bed.

I leaned close to ‘Logan’‘s ear, hoping he could hear me, even though I knew he probably couldn't, he was out cold.

“You better wake up so you can thank me.” I whispered, or possibly yelled, I was too out of it to notice, into his ear. I started noticing black spots in my vision, and then the worst possible thing ever happened.

I fainted.

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