Broken || A Riordan Universe Story

Frank POV~ "Well, No Dip Sherlock."

     It all started with the talking sword...

     "Where are we going Frank?" Asked Walt.

     We fostered a strong relationship though these hardships. It was like talking to my mirror self, to be honest. The only thing I found weird about Walt was that once in a while he would talk to himself. It was like there was an inner voice who was having a conversation with his outer self. It really creeped me out.

     "Anywhere but here." I groaned.

     It had almost been a whole day since we've been stuck on this gods forsaken island. It was starting to get to my head.

"We need a plan." Stated Walt.

To be perfectly honest, I was not being rational right now.

"Yeah, I know. But maybe we'll find something if we keep going." I replied.

A couple minutes later we emerged from the landscape of trees, and into tall, wild, grass. The grass came up to my waist, and scratched my legs. It scared me to think about what things must've been lurking in here.

I found out the answer soon. Walt and I were still wading around in the grass looking for some type of civilization, when we stumbled upon a path. The grass was hacked to a lower hight; just brushing my ankles. Then, we heard it.

     "Gotta make a move to a town that's right for me. Town to keep me movin'. Keep me groovin' with some energy. Well, I talk about it, talk about it. Talk about it, talk about it. Talk about, talk about. Talk about movin'. Gotta move on. Gotta move on. Gotta move on. Won't you take me to. Funkytown!" Sang a voice.

"Jack. Shut. Up." Groaned a familiar voice.

"Magnus?" Asked Walt aloud.

"That's me." Replied Magnus from somewhere in the grass.

Then, I saw him turn to us. He was on the path a few feet ahead of us. Right next to him sword shot up; hovering above his head. It was a thirty-inch blade, which was double-edged and rounded at the tip. It looked like it was more for hacking than stabbing. Down the center of the blade, a wide groove was emblazoned with markings that I recognized as Viking runes. They shimmed in a lighter shade of silver in the moonlight, as if they'd been inlaid while the blade was forged.

"Magnus, step away slowly. A sword is hovering above you're head." I said wearily.

"Oh you mean Jack?" He asked.

"Jack?" Walt questioned.

"That's his name." Magnus pointed.

"You named it." I asked.

"Excuse me. It's Sumarbrander to you, demigod." The Sword glowed.

That scared the schist out of me.

"It talks too?" Gasped Walt.

"And sings." Groaned Magnus.

"How long have you been walking since we got dropped here?" I asked.

"Probably since this morning. We've been looking for water and food. Jack has been hacking a path towards, what he thinks is a water source." Said Magnus.

"We're so close, I can smell it." Vibrated Jack.

"I have no idea how he's doing that right now." Magnus admitted. "How about you guys?"

"Frank and I found each other in the woods, and walked through them to get spit out into this landscape of grass." Walt gestured.

"The life of us." Magnus shook his head.

"Well, I guess we'll follow Jack now." I suggested.

I was beginning to grow tired of all this walking, but I didn't show it. We needed something in our bodies, and we needed it now. I still had my bow and quiver slung across my back. They weighed me down, but I had to stay strong.

We made small talk between our group. I learned that Magnus has a big yellow boat that he's planning on taking on a quest soon, (and he wasn't too eager to get to it). Apparently, Walt is housing a god in his body. Not just any Egyptian god, it was The Egyptian god of Death. One died, and one was on the brink of death. Personally, I could relate. I remember when my existence was tied to a piece of firewood.

Then, we all came to a stop. There were thick shoots of green bamboo blocking our path.

"There's something on the other side of this." Said Jack.

"Well, no dip Sherlock." Replied Magnus.

Let's just say that Magnus and Jack had an interesting relationship.

"You're the one who gets to pass out." Jack taunted.

"Just do your job." Groaned Magnus

Jack hacked through the bamboo, and with one whack he uncovered an entrance.

"Hi." Stated Magnus.