Percy

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I'm not sure if he believes me. The man in front of me looks bewildered.

"Just help me get everybody out of here?" I plead. I run over to the people nearest to me.

"Quick! You have to get out of here! There is a psycho bird on the loose!" The look at my like I'm the crazy one. I realize that I must sound insane. A boy falls out of the sky, get up like nothing happened and starts raving about a crazy bird. Oh, I can see the headlines now.

Suddenly, people are screaming and running away. I turn around to see it charging though the mass of pedestrians. His beady, red eyes are fixed on me. Or was it my watch? I'm surprised that a gryphon is this far south. I know they tend to live up north, but the last time I saw one, I was in Alaska.

I looked at the man who had run over to me when I had fallen. He was on his phone. What is with mortals these days? Whenever something happens they're always on their phones doing something, not paying attention.

I pull my ballpoint pen from my back pocket and uncap it. I turn back to the gryphon just as he jumped into the air to get past the rest of the people. Man, that's a great way to get past people quickly. Jason could learn a few tips. His sleek, black body comes barreling towards me. I jump out of the way, almost getting impaled by its talons. I swing my sword, but the gryphon flies up into the air and dives at me, his razor sharp beak glinting in the streetlights. As he gets closer, I hold my sword in a defensive position. I'm ready for whatever this bird does. Well, maybe not him stopping short. What in the underworld did he see that made him not want to kill me? I mean I smell pretty good, I bet I taste even better-at least to monsters. The gryphon flies off the left. I follow him and realize that he spotted a gold necklace lying on the ground. A gold necklace is more interesting than my death? That's a first. It looks like everybody has cleared out. I don't blame them, I don't want to be around a killer bird either. But, that's my life. I use the gryphon's distraction as my chance to check on Blackjack. I quickly make my way over to him. He's standing up, waiting for me.

"Hey, are you okay?" I whisper.

Yeah, I'm fine boss. I think I just bruised my hoof. I'll definitely be sore tomorrow, though. That ground is harder than it looks.

"Well, I check it out tomorrow when we go back to camp or I'll get one of the Apollo kids take a look," I say. I turn back to the gryphon. He's still staring at the necklace.

"Hey, Birdbrain!" I yell. He turns towards me. He looks extremely mad. Was the necklace made out of fake gold? It looked pretty real to me. I charge at the gryphon and stab at his side. He explodes into yellow powder that smells like sulfur.

Suddenly, I feel a sharp pain in my right forearm. I glance down at it. How did I not notice those three large gashes before? The world starts to spin and the last thing I see is ambulances pull up in front of me.

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Did you guys know that Pygmy Puffs eat earwax and boogers? I didn't either.

Also did anybody catch that Supernatural reference? Maybe? It's not the exact line, but it's close enough.

I was thinking about writing a book on grammar tips and how to write a good story. My mother sent me to a writing camp recently and it actually helped my writing become a little bit better.

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