Switched

Chapter 8 : Leo

Hey guys, so sorry for not updating for a gazilion years! Well, I'm here now.

Leo's POV

You know those movies about space, where someone accidently pressed the anti-gravity button and everybody starts floating, until someone pressed the gravity switch and everybody comes crashing down? That was what happened to us. Except, note how they fell a few metres to the floor of the spaceship while we were free falling a few hundred miles, to our death, I presume.

"We're falling!" Reyna screeched, grabbing on to a pole. "Make us stop falling." She demanded.

Could I be the first to say bossy?

Thankfully Annabeth, who I found a little scary, ignored Reyna, who would make her scarier and yelled, "Calm the horses down!"

Oh, okay. "Calm horse." I patted one of the horses, who seemed to be on happy pills, "Nice horse."

"Not you, Valdez." She screeched, pulling at the reighs, "Percy." She griited out.

Her boyfriend was silent, "Percy, don't shut down on us now, man." I yelled above the wind that was swirling around my ears.

"SHUT UP!" 

Well, are these guys nice or what?

"Okay Annabeth," Percy said finally, "Pull when I say 'now'."

"No, pull when i say 'now'." 

"Are you the one who can talk to horses?"

"I hope you remember what happened the last time-"

"Both of you, pull NOW." Reyna screeched and Annabeth pulled the reigns just in time, as we crashed into a big lake.

Oh, great. I thought, being saved in a chariot malfunction only to die of drowning in a pond. How heroic.

Just then, someone seemed to grab me by my collar and launch me out of the water, making me land on my butt, hard.

"Get up." Annabeth said, before tossing me a towel, which I took thankfully and started wiping my hair.

"Thanks," I muttered, "Where are we exactly?" I asked Percy and Annabeth.

"Half-Blood Hill, Farm Road 3.141, Long Island, New York 11954." 

"Camp Half Blood." They said at the same time.

And I'm pretty sure you can guess which one said which.

"Right," I said, "So exactly why are we here?" 

Percy smiled and patted my back, "Welcome home, man."

Annabeth rolled her eyes at her boyfriend and said, "This camp was made by the Greek Gods and Goddesses to keep their children safe-"

"-Because we happen to be monster attracting magnets." Percy cut in.

Annabeth sighed and her boyfriend gave her a sheepish grin. 

Reyna, who till now had been surprisingly silent, spoke up, "Is this the only camp for demigods?"

Annabeth and Percy looked at eachother for half a second, and if you blinked, you would have missed it.

"No," Annabeth said levelly.

Okay, I've known this girl, for what, four hours and I already know she's a terrible liar.

Reyna's nostrils flared, obviously that girl could see she was being lied to but before she could make some, probably outrageous, demands, a voice cut in.

"Percy my boy-"

"Holy guacamole." Everybody looked at me, the guy was a horse!

Percy gave me an understanding looke, as if to say, I've been there too, mate.

"This is Chiron," Annabeth said, after giving her boyfriend a look, "He's Activities Director of Camp Half Blood." 

Great. I just pissed of the guy who could probably think up inventive ways to kill me.

Chiron probably understood the look on my face because he said, "It's not me you should worry about, son. Luckily for you, Mr. D has been called to Olympus."

Olympus. This was all so unreal. "Who's Mr. D?" Reyna asked.

"Dionysus. God of Wine and Partying." 

Reyna's eyebrows rose, "Is it wise to make the God of partying  incharge of a camp?"

Percy snorted, "Yeah, no one's asking him to stay."

Chiron smiled at Reyna, "I see another Annabeth in her."

The girls wore identical looks of disgust.

"I'm not like her." They said together.

Was is possible that Chiron smirked? "As for your question, Dionysus came here as a punishment."

I cut in, "As much as I like this conversation, would someone please tell me why we are here?"

Annabeth was about to answer when a voice came from behind us,

Seven half-bloods shall answer the call,

To storm or fire, the world must fall,

An oath to keep with a final breath,

And foes bear arms to the Doors of Death

Somehow, that chapter was really hard to write. I'm sorry if it's short, I didn't see the point in dragging it. I'm so overwhelmed by the amount of people who like this book, thank you.

Thank you.

Rue.