1 . PANIC
"This reminds me of Percy Jackson and The Olympians," I complained while sprinting down the side of the hill.
My name is Percy, like that guy in Harry Potter. I'm sixteen years old, and my father is the mighty god, Poseidon. My appearance isn't very important to me, not as much as the duties I'm supposed to perform for my father. However, to my surprise, my blue, discolored jeans fit in well with my short-sleeved, gray shirt. My kind of long black hair was in disarray; I'd been on the run for awhile, fleeing from monsters for a couple of days. If my appearance didn't shock you, maybe my desperate attempts at being intimidation would. I'm five by seven, pretty average, but when it comes to scaring people, I don't have the guts, or skill necessary.
"Of course it does, we're living it," Annabeth said, easily keeping pace with me.
"Yeah, yeah, don't need to remind me," I grumbled, nearly tripping over a tree root on the way down the hill. Annabeth and I came to know each other at a little place called camp Half - Blood, a camp where demigods are protected. It's the only place that we demigods are truly safe.
"Remind me why Chiron decided to publish that book?" I asked, when we finally reached the base of the hill. Annabeth turned to face me with a sort of annoyed face. She is incredibly beautiful. She has nice, blonde hair coming down below her shoulders, and her blues eyes are perfect shade of gray, not too dark, and not too bright, but stormy like.
"You know how he likes to write, he's put together a novel worth reading, unlike . . ." she hesitated.
"Unlike what?" My eyes narrowed, staring at her intently. Her eyes were staring far out into the distant forest, probably examining the animals around us, or the trees.
"Never mind," she said brusquely, quickly moving toward the green haven. I rolled my eyes. Whenever Annabeth runs out of things to talk about, she changes the subject.
"Hmm . . .," she wondered aloud.
"What now?" I asked impatiently. "We're supposed to be finding the forgotten maiden."
"Yes, I know that Seaweed Brain, but seriously, are you blind enough not to see these tracks?" She pointed toward a bush.
I paused, glancing to where she was pointing at. My eyes weren't as sharp as hers, her being the daughter of Athena. It took a few seconds for me to scan the bush, but to no prevail, I couldn't find anything out of ordinary.
"I don't see anything," I said, slumping down in defeat. Annabeth grinned, bending down to pick a palm-sized rock and hurling it into the vegetation. A cry of pain erupted, and a hound leaped out of the bushes. I stared at it in amazement. I'd never seen a single hell hound as large as this. It was the size of a minivan, and growing.
"Percy!" Annabeth cried, leaping over rocks as the hell hound pounced to where she was a second ago.
"Oh my gods," I exclaimed, drawing my pen and taking the cap off. It grew into a three feet long celestial sword, meant for slicing monsters apart. A wild war cry ripped from my throat as I ran on rocks and leaped on the hell hound's back. It went wild with anger, rushing into a wall of granite, causing rubble to fall from above.
"Annabeth, help!" But she was gone. I had no idea where she'd gone, and when she'd be back, but I did know if she didn't get back soon, I was gonna be hell hound food.
"Aha." I heard a cry, and Annabeth reappeared, clutching a celestial bronze dagger and jabbing it into the skull of the beast. It cried in defeat and dissolved, fading away to reform later in the future.
"Ah!" I screamed, and fell to the ground. I heard Annabeth giggling behind me. My face felt hot, and I knew that I was blushing.
"Let's go," I muttered, rushing off into the forest.
"Hey, wait up, Seaweed Brain!" Annabeth called from behind me, slowly catching up. "I'm sorry."
She didn't sound sorry, but I was grateful she apologized anyway.
"So, where are we going next?" I asked.
"We're going to take a boat down at Florida. Grover will be there waiting for us."
Grover was one of my best friends. He's a Saytr. Satyrs' go around searching for half-bloods like me.
"So we're going to run all the way there?" I asked incredulously. A simple nod was all I got. I admit I'm kinda lazy when it comes to things like traveling, but I couldn't see why we couldn't take a bus.
"Because, you should know, out of all the people in the world, that public enviroments host more monsters," Annabeth stated, as if reading my mind.
