I pushed as hard as I could but this thing had it's mind set on killing me. I heard Lauren come over.
"Lauren! What are toi doing just standing there! Help get this thing off!" I screamed.
Evidently, none of the tourists on the plage were paying any attention to the little 11 an old getting mauled par this demon creature thing.
"Chiron!" Lauren yellped.
"Who the heck are toi talking about?" I screamed once again. Lauren wasn't paying any attention to me.
The galloping on the shore, was coming closer. Maybe this "Chiron" was on a horse.
"Lauren. Take this. Give it Artemisia," a deep voice said. No one ever called me my real name. No one.
"No Chiron. I'm going to do this myself," Lauren a dit in her sad attempt at being brave.
The suivant thing I know, Lauren has a sword in her hand and came slicing down on the thing. It turned to dust. There I was. Laying on a dock, covered in thing dust, and some complete stranger knew my real name.
"Artemisia. We need to leave now," a dit the man. I'm supposing that this was Chiron.
He threw me up on to his horse, along with Lauren. He galloped away. Suddenly, we were going at like a million miles an hour. the Maine scenery was rushing past us like a blur.
"We're here," Chiron said.
"Where is here?" I asked. There were trees about 70 feet tall and then there was one pine arbre that was taller than all the rest. There was a gate that had something written on the haut, retour au début of it. I strained my eyes to try to read it, automatically supposing that is was in English. It shocked me when I realized that I could read it. The only problem was that it wasn't in English.
I was wonder what was "Camp Half-Blood". The sign a dit it was Camp Half-Blood.
"Artemisia, follow me." Chiron a dit behind me. I turned ans almost screamed. He had a man's head, but a white stallions body.
"What are you?!" I questioned, smothering the need to scream.
"I am Chiron. I am a centaur," He a dit as calmly as anyone would expect someone to say that their half-horse.
I opened my mouth to say something, but Lauren interrupted me.
"Chiron, Artemisia has had a really long day. Can I get her a place in cabine 11, and tomorrow maybe can we give her the tour?" Lauren said. It was the first time she'd ever called me "Artemisia".
"Of course," Chiron said.
"Come on Artie," Lauren said, signaling for me to come with her. Everyone called me Artie ou some other form of Artemisia. Any except the full version.
"Lauren! What are toi doing just standing there! Help get this thing off!" I screamed.
Evidently, none of the tourists on the plage were paying any attention to the little 11 an old getting mauled par this demon creature thing.
"Chiron!" Lauren yellped.
"Who the heck are toi talking about?" I screamed once again. Lauren wasn't paying any attention to me.
The galloping on the shore, was coming closer. Maybe this "Chiron" was on a horse.
"Lauren. Take this. Give it Artemisia," a deep voice said. No one ever called me my real name. No one.
"No Chiron. I'm going to do this myself," Lauren a dit in her sad attempt at being brave.
The suivant thing I know, Lauren has a sword in her hand and came slicing down on the thing. It turned to dust. There I was. Laying on a dock, covered in thing dust, and some complete stranger knew my real name.
"Artemisia. We need to leave now," a dit the man. I'm supposing that this was Chiron.
He threw me up on to his horse, along with Lauren. He galloped away. Suddenly, we were going at like a million miles an hour. the Maine scenery was rushing past us like a blur.
"We're here," Chiron said.
"Where is here?" I asked. There were trees about 70 feet tall and then there was one pine arbre that was taller than all the rest. There was a gate that had something written on the haut, retour au début of it. I strained my eyes to try to read it, automatically supposing that is was in English. It shocked me when I realized that I could read it. The only problem was that it wasn't in English.
I was wonder what was "Camp Half-Blood". The sign a dit it was Camp Half-Blood.
"Artemisia, follow me." Chiron a dit behind me. I turned ans almost screamed. He had a man's head, but a white stallions body.
"What are you?!" I questioned, smothering the need to scream.
"I am Chiron. I am a centaur," He a dit as calmly as anyone would expect someone to say that their half-horse.
I opened my mouth to say something, but Lauren interrupted me.
"Chiron, Artemisia has had a really long day. Can I get her a place in cabine 11, and tomorrow maybe can we give her the tour?" Lauren said. It was the first time she'd ever called me "Artemisia".
"Of course," Chiron said.
"Come on Artie," Lauren said, signaling for me to come with her. Everyone called me Artie ou some other form of Artemisia. Any except the full version.
That question was answered with a splash. The skylight seemed to have broken, and now there was water and tempered glass rushing with the force of a tornado through the house. The water was so strong, the thermostat part where people change the temperature was forced from seventy degrees to sixty-one degrees.
Two plus jingling sounds.
Flash flood warning in effect.
High wind watch in effect.
“Ahh!”
The rest of the family didn’t seem to notice much that they were being swept downstairs.
Ellis noticed a piece of paper lying in the raging rapids in their house. He fished it out with his hand and read it. It was his birth certificate.
“What?!” Ellis screamed. It took him three minutes to read the dad part.
(Thanks for lire Chapter 1! Chapter 2 is coming to this site soon.)
Two plus jingling sounds.
Flash flood warning in effect.
High wind watch in effect.
“Ahh!”
The rest of the family didn’t seem to notice much that they were being swept downstairs.
Ellis noticed a piece of paper lying in the raging rapids in their house. He fished it out with his hand and read it. It was his birth certificate.
“What?!” Ellis screamed. It took him three minutes to read the dad part.
(Thanks for lire Chapter 1! Chapter 2 is coming to this site soon.)
Hello. My name is ScienceWolf. I l’amour the Percy Jackson books. I even have my own demi-god. She's a daughter of Zeus ( I made her up). This is my first story in this club btw. Have fun meeting my demi-god self: Kania Lyle.
*My eyes open*
Chiron: Hey, wake up! Come with me. *starts walking away*
Me: *groans and rubs eyes* Who are you?
Chiron: My name is Chiron. Please come with me.
Me: What's going on? What are toi doing?
*He takes me to a camp with other people and sits me par a pole*
Boy 1: Hi new camper! I'm Grover!
Girl 1: Hello. I'm Annabeth.
Girl 2: Oh, hey. I'm Clarisse.
Chiron: Follow me.
Me: Okay, what in the world is even going on? Why am I here?
* A boy pushes past Annabeth and looks at me with happy green eyes*
Boy 2: Hi! I'm Percy! I'm son of Poseidon!
Man: Everyone, give Kania some room! Come.
Me thinking: Okay. This is getting weird. Is this some god camp? Is everyone here children to the gods?
Me: PLEASE! TELL ME WHAT'S GOING ON?!
To be continued...
*My eyes open*
Chiron: Hey, wake up! Come with me. *starts walking away*
Me: *groans and rubs eyes* Who are you?
Chiron: My name is Chiron. Please come with me.
Me: What's going on? What are toi doing?
*He takes me to a camp with other people and sits me par a pole*
Boy 1: Hi new camper! I'm Grover!
Girl 1: Hello. I'm Annabeth.
Girl 2: Oh, hey. I'm Clarisse.
Chiron: Follow me.
Me: Okay, what in the world is even going on? Why am I here?
* A boy pushes past Annabeth and looks at me with happy green eyes*
Boy 2: Hi! I'm Percy! I'm son of Poseidon!
Man: Everyone, give Kania some room! Come.
Me thinking: Okay. This is getting weird. Is this some god camp? Is everyone here children to the gods?
Me: PLEASE! TELL ME WHAT'S GOING ON?!
To be continued...