Run, I thought. A simple word that is used way to much in my life. I turned to face the trees. I bolt away from the army of monsters. A smirk graced my lips. I grabbed onto the trees and started to climb.
As I climb, I change my skin colors to blend in with the tree. I climb higher and higher. Clinging to the tree, I reach my mind under the ground, searching for bedrock. I smile as I feel the familiar feel of rocks. I solidify the rocks and make spears of rock right wear the monsters were. They couldn't even get out a dying scream.
Not all wear killed, though. Some had only a deep gash in their sides. I grabbed my knives from my belt and jumped down and slashed at a Fury. She exploded into golden dust as the others turned and hissed at me. Well, look at the pretty little mess I've made. Way to go, Lily, I thought to my self. I blocked a swing from a dracne, and stab her chest. A scream escapes my lips as a blade makes contact with my back. I turn and dig my knife into the monsters head. By the end of the battle, I was covered in monster dust and cuts.
I sighed and sheathed my blades. This is a safe place to stay. But I should get deeper. I walked through the forest, looking for a safe place to rest. I must have walked to far.
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Good child, bad parent
FanfictionLily, the daughter of Gaea, is at Camp Half Blood. she is treated badly, but made some friends. Eventually, she and her friends run away from the camp. Three thousand years later, the campers hear of the five champions of Gaea. The champions come to...
