Camp Halfblood was on fire. Gaia laughed as she looked on, relaxing in the screams of the demigods. And all Skye could do was look on. Finally, Gaia turned towards her, opened her mouth to speak, but as usual, Skye couldn't understand. She honestly wished she had payed more attention in latin class. She was thinking this as she woke up, as usual, none the wiser. She got up and stretched, strapping on her dagger and slinging on her bow. Once that was done, Skye started walking. Soon, the midday sun of Italy started beating down on her. Her thick black hair growing hot and heavy on her scalp,neck and back.The olive trees and grape vines offered pitifully small amounts of shade as the day wore on. By dusk though, she had arrived at the harbour of which town she did not have any sort of a clue. Arriving at a boat, she decided to ask for directions to the Coliseum. It was an extremely weird boat big with lots of oars and made out of a metal that looked a little like... celestial bronze. Skye shook her head, dismissing the idea immediately. She boarded the boat carefully when suddenly a shadow fell over her, yelling something along the lines of "Die intruder!!!" before a huge weight knocked her to the deck. She heard people coming from under the deck. The first one up looked very familiar... Skye grinned up at his shocked face as the others arrived on the deck." Oh hey Nico, looks like we're destined to bump into each other, huh?"
(Sorry about the really short chapter, I'll make it up to you in the next chapter. Sorry for any spelling mistakes, it's my very first book😄😄 But anyway if you're reading this, well, thanks!!!!! Give yourselves a pat on the back you're so awesome!!!! I'll shut up now.)
