The Jupiter Spy
Chapter 1 Prologue
Note this is slightly modified text from the Blood of Olympus. All other chapters should be my own writing.
From the back of the siege engine, Michael Kahale appeared. He had a large red know from where Tyson bonked him unconscious. He stumbled as he walked. But somehow he had found his way hear from the shore, and along the way he'd picked up a sword and a shield.
"Michael!" Octavian shrieked with glee. "Excellent! Guard me while I fire this onager. Then we will kill these Graeci together!"
Michael Kahale took in the scene-his boss's robes tangled in the trigger rope, Octavian's jewelry fuming in proximity to the imperial gold ammunition. He glanced up at the dragon, now high in the air, surrounded by rings of storm clouds like the circles of an archery target. Michael spoke up, "Octavian your robes are tangled up in the rope."
"Yes, yes of course I knew that," he says flustered. He untangles himself from the rope and fires the onager.
From the back of the siege engine, Michael Kahale appeared. He had a large red know from where Tyson bonked him unconscious. He stumbled as he walked. But somehow he had found his way hear from the shore, and along the way he'd picked up a sword and a shield.
"Michael!" Octavian shrieked with glee. "Excellent! Guard me while I fire this onager. Then we will kill these Graeci together!"
Michael Kahale took in the scene-his boss's robes tangled in the trigger rope, Octavian's jewelry fuming in proximity to the imperial gold ammunition. He glanced up at the dragon, now high in the air, surrounded by rings of storm clouds like the circles of an archery target. Michael spoke up, "Octavian your robes are tangled up in the rope."
"Yes, yes of course I knew that," he says flustered. He untangles himself from the rope and fires the onager.
