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I was still amazed as Grover drove towards Long Island. It then occured to me that he was only 13, and he could drive perfectly.

"Whats a Demigod, Grover?" I ask him.

"The children of a greek god or godess."

He replies.

"Wait... children of what?" I ask, perplexed.

"A greek god or goddess."

"Grover. This sassy starfish does not approve of your shennanigans. Now, literally. What is a Demigod."

"I already told you about a billion times. A son or daughter of a greek god or godess. I swear, this is not a lie."

"Ok. So. How does Apollo control a giant ball of gas?" I ask, crossing my arms.

"He doesn't. The sun is kinda like a car. Hard to expalin." He says, continuing to drive.

"Oh, really. The sun is a CAR. Now I totally belive you." I say, adding a HUGE amount of sarcasm into my sentence. Grover shakes his head, and goes into a long rant.

"Why have you been kicked out of all the schools you've been to? Because monsters have tried to kill you. Why are you so good at dodgeball? Your ADHD sharpens your reflexes. It makes you see alot more than you should. Why is your father dead? He died protecting you from a monster. He sent you to the Motel to cover your demigod scent. The owners of the room next door left 20 years ago. Its filled with mould, smashed beer bottles, and stinky socks. Enough to cover your scent. But It couldn't protect you at school. For some reason, you have a powerful scent."

I stare at Grover in disbelife. That is a load of Minotaur poop.

"Grover. Gods, Monsters, Magic? They. Don't. Exi-" I say. Suddenly, a massive force shoves the car sideways, making it roll into a ditch.

"YOU BELIEVE ME NOW?!" Grover shouts, trying to get out.

"NO!" I scream, kicking the car as hard as I can. I better be hallucinating. Grover finally makes a hole, and he scrambles through it. I realise he lost his shoes and pants.

"GROVER!! WHAT THE HADES! YOUR HALF DONKEY!" I shout. He had donkey legs for crying out loud!

"HEY! THEIR PURE GOAT LEGS, AND IM PROUD OF THEM! NON-SHAVED, PURE GOATNESS! RUN JAS! RUN!" He shouts, pulling me out of the car.

I look back at whats attacking us. The answer is 7-8ft beast's with 6 arms, that look like clay soldiers.

Earthborn.

There are only two, But I know that they can be deadly. I follow Grover, him galloping through the forest. I say galloping because he has GOAT LEGS FOR ZEUS'S SAKE!!

A boulder flies over us and lands right in front of us. We run around it, the Earthborn gaining on us. I spot a hill, and a pine tree. Wrapped around it is a golden jersy, and around the bottom are some cables. As we get closer, I realise it's not a jersy. And their are no cables.

The cables are actually a dragon. So the holden jersey is...

"The Golden Fleece! I thought it was lost!" I gasp.

"Well, we found it." He says. Just then, a boulder crashes in front of us. Another flies next to it. Then another. And another. Five boulders were lined up, two to the left, one in the middle, two to the right. All joined up like a fence.

We were trapped. I backed up to the boulders. The Earthborn tower over us. And again, something shimmers into my hand.

It's the tomohawk again. For some strange reason, even though this is the second time I've summoned it, I feel like this isnt the right weapon for me.

The Earthborn roar, and charge at us. Grover and me jump to the side. I go for one's leg, but it jumps. The weapon flings harmlessly under its foot. I roll to avoid a giant flat stone that one of them throws in a rage. Grover plays a tune on his reed pipes, and vines wrap around the Earthborn's legs. They fling there arms around in fury. One hits me, and I go flying. Straight into the grass. The world goes fuzzy for a bit, as I stand up. I stagger a bit, and spot the giant wound on my arm and leg. I stand up, and then charge at the beast's.

I twirl the tomohawk in my hands, grip the handle tightly, and swing it right through one of the Earthborns. It dissloves into dust. The other roars, and flings hundreds of small pebbles at me. About 20 hit me, and the world starts to spin. I nearly fall, and a pebble cuts my face. The Earthborn kicks my leg, right in the cut, and I nearly fall over. I use my remaining strength to bring a mighty blow to the Earthborns leg. It vaporises into dust.

I crumple to the ground, fall sideways, and black out.

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