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THE DEMIGODS AND THE AVATAR

THE DEMIGODS AND THE AVATAR

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WpMetadataNoticeDernière publication sam., avr. 15, 2017
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Fanfiction
Percy Jackson and the Olympians
"Hey Alexa, remember what master Bremmun said in Um... in one of his lessons?" Alexa shrugged. "yeah sure. 'your mind must be free like the wind.'" Kaile smacked his head. "Not his incoherent rambling. The times when he actually began to make sense!" Alexa frowned, then her eyes widened. "No!" Kaile nodded. "What if what he said was true. What if there is an other world?" Alexa's face told me she did not like the thought of that. nor the grim look on Kaile's face. nor the dramatic music playing in the background
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Something didn't feel right. I looked around my room slowly; cautiously; taking everything in and trying not to feel too nervous. Perhaps Lure was in my room right now, watching me, silently laughing to himself. I didn't doubt it. I slipped off my bed and walked around, hugging my waist, and tilted my head. I felt my rough ponytail slide against the back of my neck and over my shoulder as I moved. "Lure?" I hissed, "Lure, are you there?" I wandered around a little, for some reason feeling scared. But why? It was only Lure. He wouldn't hurt me, would he? "Okay, Lure. Quit it. I know it's you. Who else would it-" I stopped, startled, when I heard a strange sound that made me cringe. It was like fingernails being dragged across a chalkboard. I whipped around and came face-to-face with my mirror. Immediately, I saw the difference. Various scratches were displayed across the glass, forming words. It looked as if claws had written the words in the mirror. "Deepest apologies, but it was fun." (All credit goes to my sister, who wrote this when she was in the twelfth grade)

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