PJO Fanfic!!! I might actually make a series on this!! I Drew the picture right finally!!! ~Chapter 1~ I stood in front of my school, studying the bricks and the roof, for what would be the last time. Though I had no idea, that my life was about to change forever. I stare at my school for time that seems endless. I hear a subtle rustle behind me, I react quickly turning around ready to kill whatever it was. Before my brain can even register I step forward and punch whoever it is knocking them to the ground with a loud thud and yelp coming from their mouth. I look down to meet my opponent but instead I find the eyes of my best friend Wood. He laughs, sort of, or more like bleat. My mouth lays open, and I close it with a loud clatter. "Wood! I'm so sorry! You scared me!" When I say this he just laughs harder. Wood says, "Yes, I'm very scary, Hali." finally after rolling my eyes I hold out my hand to help him get up. "Com'on only a week till this heck of 9th grade is over!" I say cheerfully He tugs on my arm, pulling himself up. When we walk in I look at all the painted lockers, walk down a few rows and find mine, of course painted a beautiful ocean scene done by myself, with a sunset so perfectly shining on the water making it glow. Wood's locker is right beside mine, painted in a meadow scene with the sun at it's peak and pink clouds were hung around the sky, also painted by me. What can I say? I'm an artist after all. I run my fingers through the sand painted on my locker, how I wish it was real or I was actually at the beach, not all wishes are granted though. My next class is Gym. Me and Wood both have pretty much all the same classes. Wood has this note because he has crutches to get out of Gym and just sit on the bench. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------- We arrive in the Gym room, today we are doing soccer. My specialty. Well I'm good at pretty much all sports but soccer is one of my favorites. "Okay kids, today we will be doing a practice soccer game." Mr. York our Gym teacher says "Our team captains will be Hali Venus and Shane Logan." Shane. He always bullied me calling me "Princess" because of my luscious blonde hair that I always liked in braids and my ivory skin touched with my sea green eyes. Honestly I look like a princess, but It was mostly because I painted and he was just a jerk. Especially compared to his brown hair his freckled face and violet eyes. Honestly Wood looked better then him, with golden hair, amber eyes and freckles scattered around his face. I glared at Shane from across the room. He glared back at me. The only thing that shook the two of our eyes away from each other was Mr. York's voice "Choose your players!" Mr. York pulled out a coin from his pocket and flipped it high in the air it spinning gracefully "Heads or tails?!" He called out "Heads!" I answered quickly though of course when he caught it the picture that showed was tails. I glared at Shane as he picked people in his band of bullies. He didn't even get half way through his choice before the crash. it felt and looked like someone just tore the Gym in half. Rubble and pieces of brick flew everywhere. Kids were running around screaming uncontrollably. It was like everything went in slow motion, the Cyclops entered the school through the huge hole he made. His eyes wandered through the school until he found his target. Me. He charged toward me. I dodged under his grip, that tried to grab me. I looked helplessly around the room for anything that I could use as a weapon, my eyes searched until I found a huge piece of pipe. I grabbed the pipe and hit the Cyclops right on the knee, where the knee would kick up on reflex. His leg swung on reflex I gracefully ducked and he fell backwards, I ran up and hit him as hard as I could in the neck with the pipe. He faded into the wind as a pile of dark colored dust. Before my mind can even comprehend what I just did Wood grabs my arm pulling me, though he is running weird, like he has horse legs or something. "Wood!" I called out feeling helpless and confused. He looked over to me his amber eyes shining gold. "Hali, we have to get to Camp Half-Blood!" His sweat pants ride up in the wind and instead of normal human boy legs, I see fur and hoofs. I am numb 'What? A satyr? Camp Half-Blood? This is all stuff from Greek Mythology class.' I think. -------------------------------------------------------------------------- We cross a meadow. When we are so close to the camp I can see it right over the next hill, another Cyclops approaches us, I ready my body for pain and to fight. I flinch when he reaches for me and gracefully sway away. (Look in Notes/Credits)
Two more Cyclops's come by his side and the one in the middle says, "She's the beauty we're trying to get." the one to the far left replied, "The one in the prophecy." and the one to the far right chimed in "She's the prettiest little doll faced goddess I've seen." Suddenly a bolt of rage pulls at my insides and shout "I'M NOT SOME FREAKING PRETTY LITTLE DOLL..." I pounced on the one in the middle and felt a pull at the pit of my stomach, I grabbed the nearest rock with incredible speed and drop it right where his heart should be, him fading into a dark dust sort of thing. It was at that moment when I was pulled into Camp Half-Blood. Thankfully Wood was there to pull me fast enough out of the grubby hands of the Cyclops. I made it. I am safe. But what were they talking about? Me in a prophecy?
