Ok first I dedicate this fanfic to alexandrajg21 who helped me create this story the first time. And the any and all the the PJO people and things belong to Rick Riodon blah blah blah .Hope you enjoy!
Ok, after some bickering, (Yes I talking to you Mackenzie), I've decided to write our story down. Just remember if you recognize yourself or someone you know in here it's your life that the problem not mine.
Anyway, Mack had invited me to come on vacation with her so she wouldn't be stuck in the middle of the ocean with her just her Mother and a few other families she didn't know to keep her company. See her Mum just want to take her 16 year old on a cruise to no where. My family not so much we're just a little family that lives up above the bakery on Carson and Fifth. Not much to tell just me and my parents, at least we don't make someone do what they don't want to do.
Me and Mack were talking about how we should go jump in the pool that they of course had on the deck (what good cruise ship doesn't?)When the yacht's captain yells through the audio system, "Hello all passengers, I would like to inform you that there is a storm coming up from the west and it would be best for everyone to go down stairs before it starts to rain" Being neither of us want to get wet we agree and set off running to get to the stairs.
Once we're out of breath sitting in our room that's a suite if I may say myself, we start talking again.
"I wonder how bad the storm is?" Mack asks.
"I don't know but from what I could tell it looked like a tropical storm. Those thing arn't the nicest things ever."
"You think we'll be ok?"
" Probably, but you never know what those thing can do until you've been in one so we'll have to find out." That puts us both back into are own minds. The room is simple yet modern with two of most of the stuff, two beds one with an ocean pattern one more simple in green, two brown dressers, two night stands, and a desk with art stuff in it that we brought.
I stand up and walk over to get some new clothes for us. I have a feeling we're going to need something different than t-shirts and shorts. I pull out are bathing suits and had one to Mack. "I feel like we should put these on under our clothes." She nods and we disappear behind two doors to change.
After we're in bathing suits, t-shits, and shorts we plop back down on are beds just before we get thrown to the left bonking our heads on the heads on the headboards. "Ow" I say after sitting back up only to be thrown to the right. I manage to stay up right but Mack goes rolling off the bed on to the floor.
"Ow," she says " I think the storms started and I'm going to go see it."
"Uh here we go again." I moan while being dragged up the stairs to the captain's room. A let me warn you we I say that something bad is about to happen. It's not much just a bunch of gadgets and stuff. But to night it's a good place to watch the storm and not get wet. Well it would be if the captain could drive this thing but he got knocked out a while ago apparently cause he's out cold when we get up the stairs.
"We're dead." is the last thing I hear before everything goes black.
