Orphis Brown and the Stolen Crown

Chapter 9

Let me explain.

The demigods basically ran out of a flaming Greek barbecue restaurant police car sirens in the distance. Also, the Cyclops was dead.

Also, I should really switch back to third person. This whole writing thing is very confusing.

Ah... that's better. Orphis and his friends ran out of the place screaming their heads off and stuff. That was a metaphor by the way. They didn't actually scream their heads off. That would be bad. Not to mention disgusting.

Selina produced four first class plane tickets for the mortals and off they went. The demigods didn't know where to go and was about to go find a hotel when a dashing dude with a white chiton and a golden bow and a quiver of golden arrows.

'Apollo.' Henry said the name distastefully, 'What do you want?'

Apollo frowned, 'Child of Ares. No appreciation for the best and most handsome god in the council. I was going to tell you some awesome advice and stuff but some people don't appreciate godly wisdom.'

'Yes and some of the same people don't care!'

'Hey.' Selina broke in before the whole thing turned into an Apollo/Ares smackdown. 'Of course we need the great wisdom of Apollo.' She glared at Henry.

'Hmm...' Apollo said, 'I suppose a child of Hermes is okay. Well, your enemy and the thief of the crown is Porphyrion, the king of the giants. Most of the gods know that, but my stepmother Hera is just too stubborn.'

'Well then why don't you gods go and deal with that guy if you know everything. Why us demigods?'

'Because you're demigods!' Apollo exclaimed, as if it were the most obvious thing in the world. 'And I'm the one giving information. Also, you shall locate Porphyrion's lair in New Jersey. The son of Hades should be able to guide you from there.

'Thanks for the advice Apollo!' Wendy said, 'It is indeed very wise information.'

Apollo nodded, 'Yes. Daughter of Athena. Very good. Now if you'll excuse me, the nine muses are having a concert tonight. I have a lyre solo prepared.'

With a snap of his fingers, Apollo was gone.

'I don't suppose you have anymore first class plane tickets, Selina?' David asked politely.

'Dude, you think conjuring up these stuff is easy?' I don't think so! The best I can do is economy class to the U.S, and a bus ride to New Jersey.

'Sounds fair.' Henry said. 'We can grab some snacks at a nearby 7-Eleven though. I'm hungry.'

The others all stared at him.

'What?' Henry complained, 'With great power comes a great need to eat some snacks.'

No one could argue with that statement. They set off to find the missing crown, but not before they fulfilled their stomachs wishes by going to the nearby 7-Eleven.