Percy Saga

Read the first ten of these atau anda won't understand it and send me a lot of questioning comments. When I woke up again the selanjutnya morning Annabeth was in my arms again on the fluffy couch. How do I keep moving while I'm sleeping? It was sunny as usual very cool inside but I knew the detik I stepped outside I'd be drenched in sweat. It reminded me of Mt. Whitney. I smelled daging babi asap, bacon and pancake cooking, and I was starved. "Morning Percy." I heard Mochael's voice in my head. I sent him a thought of a smiley face and I heard a laugh fromthe dapur behind me. I knew I had to get that food while it...

(Percy, anda should turn on Rage Awakened from KH 2, :)

Kronos swung his scythe towards Annabeth. I blocked the Stygian Iron away from her scared face. Michael ran up Krono's back holding double swords. He slashed wildly at Nico. Annabeth helped protect Nico. I slashed at Kronos who blocked with the shaft of his scythe. Kronos brought the head of the scythe up and started swinging everywhere. I rolled and blocked. Out of the corner of my eye I could see Nico had summoned pillars of Hell api that blasted from the ground. The black flames engulfed the three of them and roared in the empty cavern....

ares was coming quickly over here no doubt looking for trouble the selanjutnya thing i know i blinked and ares was in full greek battle armor and had double brood swords in each hand and then he shot a large blob of red energy at us three but michael he just pu up is arms and a massive dinding of ice popped up from the grass, and the dinding cracked into a huge ice spiderweb and then i saw that michael was sucking the water out of the rumput and plants and the water was swirling around us and in a jantung beat it froze and we were all in full greek battle armor as well completely made out of ice but it wasn't...

So Me, Annabeth, and Michael were walking through Central Park just chatting and it was going peaceful at first until we were attacked oleh three hellhounds but Michael had it handled all he had to do was point the back of his hand at the hellhounds and they froze instantaneously and I thought whoa even though i'm invincible I don't want to mess with him. "how could anda possible do that in the middle of central park?" Annabeth screamed "wel I pretty sure no one really saw what I did through the mist" he replied. As I tried to ignore Annabeths rant on how Michael should try to conceal his powers...

I waited expectantly to feel the pain of teeth atau poison, atau worse, the drakon's breath. Then I heard a war cry. Lance Evans climbed up the surprised drakon's back one lebih time, with a look of pure fury on his face, and drove his sword in. The drakon squealed and thrashed about, but the time Lance was ready. He jumped off and rolled to safety.
What he wasn't ready for was the drakon's tail coming at him at a hundred miles per hour. It hit him square it the chest and Lance flew backward. The drakon used it final bit of strength to slash at Lance with all its might. It knocked its head onto...

The phone became Sally Jackson's fixture.
She sat around it. A chair was pulled up in front of the handheld and she stayed there. She ate her meals and wrote her novels and did her accounting there. Finally, Paul gave up and moved a detik chair selanjutnya to the first, just so he could see his wife.
Percy had been gone for eight straight months. He hadn't been found. No hints. No nothing. Sally was going insane. Her only child was gone. She didn't leave the apartment very much in the last month. What did she tell people? "Lost at sea," she said. Sally Jackson's boys were always lost at sea.
One day...

                The Bringing
By: Eliana Bailey        
Prologue
    After losing her mother and not knowing her father she has made a new halaman awal in Los Angles California but little does she know she will soon have a tanggal with death and seek her fate too. But the path ahead is anonymous she could make one false pindah and have torture forever. The one thing anda will learn on this path is never lose faith in different people even if they are from another world....

(Michael)
I walked out the door of my apartment. My rolling suitcase trailed behind me. I scratched my head the elevator opened up and I walked into the opened door. The doors closed and my foot tapped repeatedly.
Ding. The door opened on the clean lobby of my building. The doorman opened up the door as I walked through into the foggy streets. I walked into the open door of a waiting cab. It drove away over a suspended bridge. We drove in silence as we stopped selanjutnya to a stroberi field. I got out and passed him a drachma. I walked up the bukit, hill and passed a large pine tree. A golden dragon puffed...

This is the detik part of Looking Towards the Ocean. It's kinda short I tried to finish it quick. I really hope people are membaca my stories! Enjoy!

Everything goes black, twice

While I fanatically swam I could see that the ocean was churning and circling around the spot where my mother had disappeared. Waves splashed at my face while I tried to find my mom. The water was deep now, so deep I could hardly stand, so I went under. The surprising thing was that I could see, I always thought that if I opened my eyes under water they would sting from the salt. I saw the sea shell and swam towards...

I came up with this story and I hope anda like it. I am a huge fan of mythology, especially Greek mythology. I am also a fan of the Percy Jackson and the Olympian books. I thought I would try to write something along the lines of the books. So I hope anda like it, please post komentar and give suggestions!


I have never felt the same, the same as anyone else in this world. My life, somehow, has been different... I live in Maine, in a small town on the coast, with just my mother to keep me company. Our house, I guess anda could say is small, it has one floor with one bathroom, a small living room...

I took a death breath. Chiron lead me through the door.

When my adjusted, I saw at last 20 kids sitting on their sleeping bags. They had sad expressions on their faces like than were so unloved. A boy (ew) about 17 stepped forward.

"Hi. My name is Luke," he said. He had sandy blonde hair. He smiled. I loathed it when boys tried to get me to like them because it was never going to happen. And I mean never. I would be content if I never got married.

"Hi," I forced myself to say.

"You must be Artemisia. Annabeth told me about you," Luke said. Great. I thought I could maybe trust Annabeth. Well not...