The Blood of Olympus

Piper Mclean

I am so sorry for the wait! I've had a bad case of writers block. I mean it. Literally NO inspiration. Have no fear, though. I finally have a great idea! So lets just skip the rest of this authors note, and get on with the story! Sincerely,

      FanOfTheWrittenArt~*

DISCLAIMER- I DO NOT OWN HOO

      Piper Mclean

        Piper was furious. Absolutely raging mad, and not the kind of mad Aphrodite kids get when you break their curling irons. No. She was one-hundred percent Ares kid who just had their hair dyed pink mad.

      Stupid Mormo took her by surprise. Now she was gagged, with her hands tied together, and locked up in the sickbay, while poor Leo was being stalked by a monster who he didn't even know was there. Piper spent thirty minutes throwing herself against the door, hoping to either bust it down, or attract Leo's attention. Once she realized that the door wasn't going down (Leo just had to re-enforce all of the doors with bronze!)  Piper began looking for anything that she could cut the bonds off her hands with. Everything sharp had been removed from the room by Mormo. Weapons, glass, anything, and everything sharp was gone. Piper wanted to sit down, and scream. The only thing that might work was the latern that lit the room, but it was too high up for her to reach.

      Then she saw it.

      The floor board in the left corner of room had a small split in it. If she could just wedge her fingers under it, and break off a sharp enough piece it just might work. Piper kneeled on the floor, grateful that her hands had been bound in front. She managed to fit her two index fingers into the small crack, Piper dug her fingers into the wood, and started prying the wood up.

      It was harder than she thought. After a few minutes the wood still haden't come up, and splinters were digging into her finger tips. Three more minutes past, and she could now slide two more fingers under the wood. Piper pulled up harder, blood started staining the wood, and blisters formed on her already sore finger tips. After what felt like years, Piper heard a satisfying "CRACK," and she now held a jagged piece of wood in her hands.

       Piper immediately got to work. It took her a few minutes to position the piece of wood in her hands, but only a few seconds later the pieces of rope holding her hands hostage were lying on the floor at her feet. Piper ripped the gag out of her mouth, and chucked it on the floor. The anxiety of the situations made her anger sky rocket to, "son of Hades, who just had their head shaved," mad.

       With adrenalin coursing through her system, and a fury that could rival Zeus's, Piper swung one good kick at the door. Even after being plated with bronze the door didn't stand a chance against the angry girl, Piper sent it flying off the hinges. She didn't waste any time admiring her handy work (even though she was pretty proud of herself), and took off down the hall to find Leo.

    It didn't take her long, all Piper had to do was follow the girly screams to the deck. When she got their Leo was fending off Mormo with a flaming hammer, and shouting curse words in spanish. Leo had the upper hand until Mormo, managed to land a swipe on his rib cage.

     "Mormo! Stop. Now." Piper shouted her voice dripping with persuasive charm. She was sick of being treated like she wasn't as good as the rest of the seven. They were equals, and it was time Gaea, and all of her children learned that.