Silenced (Demigod Story)

Unexpected yet Genius Plan

"I'm ready to go!" I yelled down the hall as I walked back to the living room. There was a clatter of glass and slamming of cabinets so I rushed to the kitchen to see what was going on.

I turned the corner to see Olive casually peeling a banana. "What was that noise?" I worriedly asked.

She looked up from the banana and locked her eyes with mine. "What noise?" she asked.

I turned my attention to the banana that was in her hands. "Are you sure that you want to eat that?" I wondered.

"Of course!" she said right before she took a bite of it. Olive instantly spat it out and looked down at it in disgust. "What is wrong with this thing?!?"

"A month-old banana, you are welcome," I laughed. "Are you ready to go now?"

"Right after I wash this taste out of my mouth," she said with her tongue stuck out.

Olive started to walk over to the restroom but I stopped her. "Oh no you don't. There is no time!" I then grabbed Olive's arm and pulled her out of the front door.

"I don't think you understand!" Olive claimed, talked while her tongue is still stuck out. "This is the second-worst taste I have ever dealt with!"

"What was the worst?" I asked, not sure if I wanted to know the answer.

"You don't want to know," Olive darkly mumbled. I would've been concerned if I wasn't laughing at how dramatic she could be even when her tongue wasn't in her mouth.

I struggeled to keep walking, but it wasn't because I was dragging an ignorant teenager behind me. My eyes went to the ground to see that we were knee deep into the ground. "Oh gods!" I yelped, fighting the land that acted like quicksand.

"I was wondering how long it would take you to notice that," Olive yawned. She seemed much too calm as she said, "Now for us to finally die."

"You have got to find a way out!" I told Olive. "If you die, I die too!"

"What? Do we have some kind of empathy link?" she wondered.

"Are you kidding me? Tate would murder me if you died!" I exclaimed, wishing that I could say that I was kidding.

"We are all in this together," she quoted from High School Musical.

"Olive!" I whined, panicking as the ground reached our hips. "Help me! You must have some ideas in that brain of yours!!!" I was panicking way too much on the inside, and couldn't focus worth a crap.

"How about you use your earthy powers to grow a vine, hold onto it, have it retract, and then we are free?" Olive effortlessly suggested.

I agreed with the plan and had a vine grow out of the nearest tree. When it quickly reached the ideal length, I quickly grabbed a hold of it and laced the vine through my fingers.

"I'm glad that you are aware that Tate will kill you if I die while I am in your care. That must be the reason of why you are saving yourself first," Olive lazily commented.

I didn't have enough time to pause and tell her what was happening, so I ignored her and had the vine quickly pull me out of the hexed ground.

It pulled me swiftly out of the ground. While it did exactly what I wanted, it defeated Gaea and brought my dad back from Tartarus!

Just kidding, the vine didn't do anything but break.

"And I thought rubber bands had bad quality," Olive mumbled.

I was panicking too much to be annoyed by her putdowns. "What are we supposed to do now?" I cried while I waved the broken vine in the air.

"We could yelp for help," Olive offered as the ground reached our ribs.

"But then whoever comes to help might get stuck too!" I pointed out.

Olive groaned, "Well then, I guess that we are going to die."

"No," I protested. "It can't end like this! No one will know what happened to me!" I kicked my legs, but only sunk deeper into the ground. "MOM! PLEASE, STAPH!" I cried.

A woman raised out of the ground, lucky her. I quickly recognized her to be Gaea.

I reached my hand out desperately, feeling the ground surrounding my rib cage. "Mommy, this is cheap!" I whined. "You are clever, I'll give you that. But do you really have to kill your only daughter?"

Gaea looked down at me with piercing leaf green eyes that glowed with power. As she leaned forward, her silky hair slid along her shoulders. Have you ever seen hair that looked so perfectly soft that you just HAVE to touch it? Well that is what I had to resist as she spoke. "Poor child," she cooed, but soon erupted into evil laughter. "Of all ways to die, you are killed by your own element!"

"I get that mom. I am pathetic and will never be able to defeat you. Now please, help me out here!!!" I pleaded.

"Oh child, don't you get it?" she asked. I shook my head and she shook hers, she apparently was not impressed by my observation skills. "I did this. I am sucking you in so you and your little...dog will die and be out of my way!"

"I am no dog!" Olive shouted. "I am a mother fricken demigod!!!"

"If you were my daughter, I would be washing your mouth out with soap," Gaea claimed, disgusted by Olive's language.

Olive smiled smugly, probably happy with herself. "Mom, just stop. I will do anything to have both of us live!" I begged.

Gaea sweetly smiled, making me regret ever saying that I would do anything. She held both of her arms out as she questioned, "Anything?"

"YES! ANYTHING!" Olive yelled. "Just don't let me die!!!"

"Selfish much?" I asked Olive. She shrugged and ignored me.

"Grab a hold of my hand and I will pull you to safety. Once you reach safety, both of you will have to fight for me in the Giant war," she bargained.

Olive didn't think twice and quickly reached to take her hand. I tackled her, or more like hugging her so she couldn't move her arms. "What are you doing?" we both asked each other at the same time.

"I'm saving you from making an awful decision," I answered.

"I'm trying to live!" Olive explained.

"You are not joining her," I grunted, putting a lot of my strength to keep her arms pinned to her side.

"It isn't up to you," she claimed. "You said that I had to make it out, and this is the only way out."

"No it isn't," I whispered, dumping both of us into the ground so we were sure to suffocate.

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I wanted my last thoughts to be of camp, the place of where I needed to go if I were to ever become a hero. Of course, my mother had to get in the way of me doing a quest for a god. I remembered the cabins and the way they were set up. Even though I never really liked the Demeter cabin, I still felt the littlest bit of love for those that think that they are my siblings.

The flowers that they had grown were absolutely breathtaking, even if that is all the cabin was about.

I kept my breath held for about a minute until I couldn't stand it anymore and tried to take a breath-full of air. Instead of breathing in a bunch of dirt like I expected, I breathed in fresh air that smelled of strawberries. I opened my eyes to see that I was in the middle of a Strawberry field, and I focused on the sign that was in front of a fancy entrance.

"Camp Half-Blood" it read.

Oh my gods, I thought to myself. I just dirt traveled and I didn't even plan it.

Sorry that I have not updated sense the beginning of the month. But you know how it gets when you have to fight in a Giant War, it gets a little harder to undate.

~Floret