Chapter 2- Lost

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APOLLO POV.
I gather chains and things that would aid my escape. Soon, I give up on chain and take some rope from my closet.
I strap it to the balcony railing, and drop it to the ground.
I swing my quiver over my shoulder with my bow and arrows over my shoulder.
At the stroke of midnight, I grab the rope.
My chainmail gloves protect me from rope burn.
I pull my hood up, and run down the slippery cobbles.
My feet slip, and I slide like a penguin out of the castle gates.
When I stop, I stand up and run.
Sirens sound. How?
I notice the watch tower is alive with activity.
Crud! Run!
I take to the woods.
The sounds of armour clanking around me sends me into a blind run. I loose my gloves after catching them on a branch.
The sounds of the castle fade away. My feet silently transport me away from the castle. What have I done?
I can't seem to stop running. My heart is commanding my feet, not my panicky brain.
A large bird begins to dive bomb me. I manage to escape unharmed, but a little shaken.
I hear gaurds near by, and hurry my run.
I flipping trip. I bloody flipping trip.
I sumersault, and sit up.
I stare for a secound, gathering my thoughts.
I'm in a clearing I've never seen before.
My brain rushes to figure out where I am.
Then, it gets an answer.
In the middle of nowhere.
I sigh, and stand up.
A large pain sprouts in my head.
MUCH LATER IN THE CASTLE....
Ow.
I look around my room. I growl at the ceiling.
My hand runs down my face, and I stand up. The diamond shaped scar on my forehead shows through my hair.
I scramble to cover it, just in time.
My dad trots in.
He growls, "Why'd you do it?"
I growl, "I told you why!"
He gasps, "What happened to your forehead?"
How can he see it? Let's just pretend I have no idea.
I reply, "I dunno."
He growls, "Really?"
I nod.
He drags me to the mirror, and shoves the hair back.
The diamond scar shines a white glow.
Dad sniffs, "Who did this?"
I reply, "I. Dunno."
He lets the hair fall down, and drags me out.
I glare at him, and we walk out of the castle.
The gaurds cry, "RAID! Get pipsqueak inside!"
I glare, and stay out.
They soon forget me as multicoloured  strange beasts with wings and scales turn the castle into an inferno.
Then, one snatches me as I trip. I cry out in suprise, but soon relax.
I think, "How do I escape this thing?"
I notice that the landscape is changing, fast.
I notice a wound on the beast.
I poke it. It drops me.
Whoops.
I fall into the woods. A tree catches me.
I slide down onto the ground. I look around, but see only woods for miles on miles.
Now what?

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