Hi, my few readers! So, I wrote this quite late at night where I am (it's 11:58pm and I just finished) so there's probably a lot of spelling and grammatical errors in this chapter. Very sorry about that. If you see any big mistake or anything like that, feel free the comment about it and I'll fix it. Anyway, here's the next chapter, enjoy!
"OI! Ow! What the heck was that for, Soph?!" Yasmine groaned, clutching her stomach. I went perfectly still, how was she here? "Seriously, you'd think that after being assaulted by an ancient Greek monster, I'd be able to catch a break! But, no! My bestie decides it's prime time to offer me a good ol' punch in the stomach!"
"Wh- How- Yasmine?!" I spluttered, grabbing my friend by her shoulders to make sure that she was, in fact, there. "I thought... I thought you were dead!"
I hastily pulled her into an awkwardly-positioned hug, nuzzling my face into her head scarf. She let out a small chuckle and haltingly hugged me back. I have no words to describe the extreme happiness and relief I was experiencing at that moment. I felt my tears of happiness soak into Yasmine's scarf, but neither of us seemed to care. Our moment was ruined by someone to my left clearing their throat, reminding me of the fact that I still had no idea what was going on.
My face flushed in embarrassment as everyone in a ten-metre radius of us had twisted around in their seats and were staring at our little moment. Some of the strangers had looks of concern in their eyes, while other passengers were clearly irritated. I struggled to find an excuse, being the terrible liar that I was. Luckily, Yasmine was very skilled in that particular field.
"Sorry folks, my friend here gets these terrible nightmares. I hope you'll forgive her for making a scene." She lied fluently in her most polite tone. It was ironic really, how her lie was actually closer to the truth than she could've known. I gave our audience a small, embarrassed smile, hoping my eyes weren't red from my earlier tears.
One by one, the disgruntled passengers turned slowly until there were only two pairs of eyes trained on us. Said eyes belonging to Ryland and Bradley. Least to say, I was confused. I had seen my best friend thrown against a wall by something I couldn't even see, and yet there she was. We were all just in a very terrifying situation, and yet the three of them were sitting on either side of me as if nothing had happened. My light brown brows furrowed in frustration and confusion.
"Would someone mind telling me what the heck is going on?!" I whispered furiously, watching the others' faces for any sort of indication that I was missing something. Ryland looked slightly guilty, while the twins, Yasmine and Bradley, were both smirking.
"Seriously, what just happened? Why are we on a plane? How are we able to be on a plane? What were just attacked by? How did we get to an airport so quickly? Why isn't Yasmine dead?" I was frantic at this point but managed to keep my voice down. Bradley was shaking his head in amusement, while Yasmine flat-out laughed.
"Okay, okay. I'll explain everything." Ryland jumped in apologetically, putting his hand lightly on my shoulder, as if to calm me down. "Sorry I didn't wait for you to wake up before explaining the situation to the others. It's just... you slept for so long and we didn't really know when you were going to wake up..."
"Wait, what? How long was I asleep?" I questioned.
"Oh, around thirty-six hours, a day and a half." Yasmine answered, smiling smugly from my right.
"Getting you through the airport was a real blast, Clemson." Bradley put in sarcastically. Ryland and Yasmine cracked up at an obviously amusing memory was brought to mind. I pouted at the fact they were laughing at me, and I didn't even know what exactly happened. I didn't question it even though I was quite curious, but I found out later that they had pretended I fell asleep while waiting for 'our parents', then they had proceeded into the airport with multiple cases of my head hitting walls.
"Well whatever, just... what's going on?" I pressed on, "I'm guessing that thing that attacked Yasmine was the thing that we were running from earlier that day, Ryland? The thing that was talking to me in my head? What was it?"
"Your right," Ryland replied slowly, "and I'm not sure what it was exactly, but it was ancient Greek for sure. Chiron will be able to tell you more at camp." Seeing my look, he smiled and continued, "Sophie, you, Yasmine and Bradley are demigods, or half-bloods as we like to call them. This basically means that while one of your parents is human, the other is a god. Yes, a god. A Greek god to be exact... or a Roman, depending.
"Being half-god means that you have powerful blood, and therefore some special abilities. But, this also means that you are a constant target to monsters. Yeah, monsters, just like the one that attacked us back at your school. Actually, to be attacked by a monster of that power, you three must have some pretty strong auras. Anyway, since it's so dangerous for half-bloods, there are places for demigods to be safe. Camp Half-Blood and Camp Jupiter are two of these places. One camp for Greek demigods, and one for Roman demigods, respectively.
"We're headed to Camp Half-Blood now, it's in America and that's why we're on an aeroplane. Ahh... what else... Oh! We don't know who your godly parent is just yet, but it'll be revealed by the time you turn thirteen, since that's kind of a rule the gods have going. So, uh, any questions?"
What. Was this a joke? It wasn't, and I could tell by the seriousness in his dark blue eyes. I swallowed. Ok, I thought, so this is happening. It took several moments to wrap my head around the huge chunk of information Ryland had just conveyed. Actually, it was more like a complete minute of absolute silence, while I made a small list in my head of everything I had just learnt.
First off, I'm one of these so-called 'demigods', I mused, meaning I have, what, super powers? That would be so much cooler if I hadn't just seen my best friend almost die. Speaking of which...
"Uhm, well I do have one question," I started, Ryland nodded his head in encouragement. I pointed to Yasmine and said simply, "Why isn't she dead? I mean, its not that I'm ungrateful she's alive, but I saw how she was thrown against that wall!"
"Well – " Ryland started to explain, but I cut him off as another thought occurred to me.
"Now that I think of it, you didn't even tell me what happened after Yasmine hit that wall! I blacked out and have no idea how we are even alive?!" If I thought I was confused before, then I was so much worse now.
"You see, kid," Remarked a new, unfamiliar voice that came from behind me, "That's where I came in."
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The Daughter of Apollo.
FanfictionSophie Clemson has been plagued with nightmares since as long as she can remember, but she never thought that they would mean anything. After one fateful day, Sophie and her best (and only) friend Yasmine find themselves plunged into the world of mo...
