The Haunted Cereal ( A Percy Jackson and the Olympians Fanfic )

Chapter 1 : Wake up call is a BAD idea

A/N: I would like to make a note that, the OC's are really 'people'. This story has been published in a camp forum I joined. So they are my friends from camp. And gladly, we roleplay and use each of ourselves as characters in our stories. I am included too, and you'll know it's pretty obvious as it goes as on the way.

With no further, Chapter 1

Chapter 1: Wakeup call is a bad idea

Splash!

She knew she was conscious. She open her eyes. Everything before her is greenish blue. Out of if she can make three figures standing before her, two girls and a boy. She tried to close her eyes. She must be hallucinating or more like hyperventilating. Creepy it was but behind the roaring sound of waves voices can be heard.

"She's breathing!" a child's voice called.

"Idiot, Demeter's children can't breathe underwater." The other corrected. That made her eyes flew open. Had she forgotten how to breathe?

"Oh, she can definitely breathe." A voice of a boy retorted. That made her scared. She can't breathe! And with the feeling of floating, she's sure everything was definitely wrong.

A burst of light cast through, more figures came rushing towards her. One particular figure came swift and jump through the greenish blue sphere. Wait. How did she know it was sphere-like? Was she trapped? Question filled her thoughts.

The last thing she knew, her back was laid on the floor with extra weight. She gasps for air like it was the thing she wanted the most. It took a brief moment to realize a girl with intense blue eyes, not to mention was soaking wet, shaking her very shoulders.

"Are you alright?" She asked.

She was too stunned to say a thing. A distant memory flashes before her. Maybe it was so terrifying that she screams the Hades out of everybody!

"Zabelle, what happened?" A girl on her twenties walks in the threshold wearing full battle armour. She must be so alert that she recklessly put on the chunks of armour that must've weight a ton because one strap of her breastplate wasn't secured well.

"You two!" She called the girls hiding on the corner. "WHAT IN THE ZEUS HAS GOTTEN INTO THIS CABIN?"

"Aileen collapse at dawn. She screamed-" The first confess but was badly interrupted.

"We call on Pierre Jackson! He was so amazing! He just created a saltwater sphere on Aileen to make her conscious!" the other continued. The boy who she just mentioned namely Pierre Jackson blushed while trying to get his eyes off the glare of the bossy gray-eyed woman.

"Awesome?" She scoffs. "You call this seaweed brain, awesome? Call Sheri or Percy or another elder of Poseidon's cabin to get this kid out of here before somebody gets killed."

Pierre ran out of the cabin muttering. Two of Demeter's kid followed the guy. To console the dude, nevertheless, tell him how awesome he was like his brother Percy.

"Kay, chill alright. I got this." Zabelle was on her feet now lending a hand to Aileen. She grabs it and stood uneasy. Aileen looked around. What a mess! The kitchen was all soaked; the floor is wet and a lot of cereal care-line on the floor.

Cereal. She gasps.

"Ahhh! Get those curse things away from me!" She pointed at the floor. Kay screamed and climb up the table. She unsheathed her sword.

"Okay." She studied the floor with her grey eyes in fear. "Tell me it's not another one of those eight legs or swear I'll tear this cabin to pieces!"