"What happened to the rule of never going anywhere on Sundays?!" Daniel asks perplexed at the fact we're about to leave for Greece flying upon hover boards on a Sunday. He still can't get over the fact that we're flying there, Cato isn't too fond of the idea either, I however think it's great, we can direct exactly where we're going and hopefully (with a bit of luck) we'll get there before Romulus. "Alright let's get this over with" Cato says bluntly, yeah he's really not excited about this "Uh, happy birthday?" I question wryly and he grins slightly.
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We are in the middle of Western Australia when the water comes at us, which mind
you is very surprising considering we're about 110m in the air! "WHAT!?" Daniel exclaims ever so loudly "I don't know!" I reply "Not me" Cato points out as we look at him expectantly, his face sincere and concerned. The next stream of water hit me in the face, I turn my head to Cato, my face plastered with a look of annoyance, he puts his hands up in surrender whilst Daniel is in a state of absolute hysteria, "Shut up!" I chide him harsher than I meant to "Sorry" I mumbled "It's alright, shouldn't have laughed" he grinned "Was funny though". Abruptly, Cato's hover board broke in two from the pressure of a stream of water hitting it and he started to fall rapidly, I stared at his terror ridden face, his eyes pleading, his mouth agape, fumbling for a strategic plan to help him I finally studied my surroundings, 'There!' The lake just below Cato, he can control it to stop his fall, Daniel's board breaks 'no no no no NO!' "Cato! The lake" my board breaks 'This cannot be happening' a loud yell comes from Daniel as he finally processes that he's falling "C-can't, t-too far, c-can't concentrate e-enough" Cato finally manages, Cato is falling apart and he is only about 20m from the lake. I however am about 60m and Daniel is about 50m from it, I pull myself into a straight position and manage to change from a horizontal position to a vertical one. I am falling a lot faster now and after a couple of seconds I lay back to a horizontal position and see Cato just below me (10m) "Cato concentrate!" "C-can't! K-kinda stressed" I look at his dread filled face (5m) "Cato!" "Sorry" he says as he hits the water.
"Mia!"
Is all I hear as everything goes black. ***
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The Daughter of the Big Three
Teen FictionIn 2023, future modern civilisation, exists Greek mythology and all that is tied along with it. Monsters, stories, mortals who mess up, gods who mess up more and the thing that ties this book together, when mortals and gods mess up together. Mia, an...