A DemiWitch At Camp Half-Blood (Completed)

Magic

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Annabeth, Grover, Erin and Percy tried to blend into the crowd, keeping an eye out for security ghouls. They crept along, following the line of new arrivals that snaked from the main gates toward a black- tented pavilion with a banner that read:

JUDGMENTS FOR ELYSIUM AND ETERNAL DAMNATION

Welcome, Newly Deceased!
Out the back of the tent came two much smaller lines.

To the left, spirits flanked by security ghouls were marched down a rocky path toward the Fields of Punish-ment, which glowed and smoked in the distance, a vast, cracked wasteland with rivers of lava and minefields and miles of barbed wire separating the different torture areas. Even from far away, anyone of them could see people being chased by hellhounds, burned at the stake, forced to run naked through cactus patches or listen to opera music it was horrible.

The line coming from the right side of the judgment pavilion was much better. This one led down toward a small valley surrounded by walls-a gated community, which seemed to be the only happy part of the Underworld. Beyond the security gate were neighborhoods of beautiful houses from every time period in history, Roman villas and medieval castles and Victorian mansions. Silver and gold flowers bloomed on the lawns. The grass rippled in rainbow colors.

Elysium.

In the middle of that valley was a glittering blue lake, with three small islands like a vacation resort in the Bahamas. The Isles of the Blest, for people who had chosen to be reborn three times, and three times achieved Elysium. "That's what it's all about," Annabeth said, "That's the place for heroes."

"its beautiful" Erin said with her eyes searching Elysium.

They then left the judgment pavilion and moved deeper into the Asphodel Fields. It got darker. The colors faded from there clothes. The crowds of chattering spirits began to thin. After a few miles of walking, Erin, Percy, Annabeth and Grover began to hear a familiar screech in the distance. Looming on the horizon was a palace of glittering black obsidian. Above the parapets swirled three dark bat like creatures: the Furies.

"I suppose it's too late to turn back," Grover said wistfully. "We'll be okay." Percy said. "Maybe we should search some of the other places first," Grover suggested. "Like, Elysium, for instance ..."

"Come on, goat boy." Annabeth grabbed his arm.

Grover yelped. His sneakers sprouted wings and his legs shot forward, pulling him away from Annabeth. He landed flat on his back in the grass next to Erin.

"Grover," Annabeth chided. "Stop messing around." "But I didn't-"

He yelped again. His shoes were flapping like crazy now. They levitated off the ground and started dragging him away from Percy, Annabeth and Erin.

"Maia!" he yelled, but the magic word seemed to have no effect. "Maia, already! Nine-one-one! Help!"

Percy tried to make a grab for Grover's hand, but too late. He was picking up speed, skidding downhill like a bobsled.

They ran after him.


Annabeth shouted, "Untie the shoes!"

It was a smart idea, but it's not so easy when your shoes are pulling you along feet first at full speed. Grover tried to sit up, but he couldn't get close to the laces.