Silenced (Demigod Story)

Wild Goose Chase, or Liars

I took a deep breath and studied the two humans.  One was a tall male, had to be around the age of twenty one.  He had dark hair and dark eyes, reminding me of the death that I would likely face if I didn't find the girl that I needed.  The person standing next to him looked to be the age of sixteen.  She might have been a little older than me, but I could still save her life.  She had long brown hair and a tan.  I would tell you the color of her eyes but the vibes that she gave me were so strong and concerning that I couldn't look her in the eyes.

"Great, mortals," I muttered.  Here comes the questions.

"Don't insult me!  I am no mortal!" the guy yelled angrily.

I just stared at him for a few seconds, letting my brain process what was going on.  I had to find a girl, there was one right in front of me.  Maybe she is the one that I am supposed to bring to camp.

"Great, I'm guessing she is a demigod that is unclaimed?" I asked, pointing at the girl that was clearly traveling with him.

"Yes she is.  And I'm taking her to camp.  So, I suggest you back off.  Whoever you are," he scowled at me.

Doing it for Dylan, doing this for the world.  Focus, a little tiredness should not stop you from doing what is right, I kept telling myself.  My eyelids were heavy but I kept them open for the sake of Dylan.  He was the one that I was fighting for because he needs to have a great example even though I am younger then him.

I turned to look at the girl.  She only returned my look with a murderous glare.  I would have bowed down pleading for her to stop if I didn't know that I could kill both of them in a split second.  I ignored her glare and lazily said, "Psh, I think you are going to the wrong camp."

"I know what camp I'm going to.  I got instructions to take her to camp Jupiter," he explained.

"Hey, can you all stop calling me 'her'?  One, I have a name and two, I am right here," the girl requested moodily.

"What is her name?" I asked, not even realizing that I had just annoyed her even more.

"'Her name is Tate'," Tate answered, her words sounding like a death threat.  If I wasn't so tired I might've actually acknowledged her attempts to scare me.

I thought for a moment.  Dionysus told me that her name was some kind of fruit.  Potatoes are fruits so I came up with a brilliant question, "I know this is going to sound really stupid, but is that short for potatoes?"

"No, it doesn't.  So you seriously think that I have a name short for potatoes?" she groaned.  I was so despite to find the demigod that I needed tha ti was willing to take the first one that met the descriptions, kinda.  "I'm leaving.  Follow me all you want, I'm done here."

I rushed over to Tate and grabbed her upper arm.  "If anyone asks, it is short for potatoes," I told her.  When I am tired, I do crazy things so don't judge me.

"Whoa whoa whoa.  I suggest you let go of my arm before I rip your throat out," Tate threatened.  I wasn't at all scared of her threat, that just told me that she was Roman.  The thing that did scare me was how weird she felt.  She sent off a strong aura of power, not her own aura but of someone else much more powerful.