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Born to Die

Stolen From the City

I take a nap after out running the fat cop who had donut glaze all over his face. It wasn't that hard to get away because every five seconds, he would take a bite of his donut.


I wake up in a black van.

"Where am I?" I ask.

"You'll know soon enough," some kid in an orange shirt says.

I really don't really want to find out. If they are taking me back to the orphanage, I'm outta here.

I try to open the back door, but they are locked. I try to kick them open. The kid realizes that I'm trying to escape, and grabs me. I try to get out of his grip, but he is bigger than me. He rams my head into the side of the van. The cold metal was the last thing I felt before blacking out.
I wake up on a cot this time with an ice pack on my forehead. I get up, and place the ice pack on the cot. I look around; this place is like an infirmary. They're people everywhere who look injured.

I follow a corridor into a big room. Some guy is sitting in a wheelchair.

"Where am I?" I demand to know.

"You are safe my boy. You are at a place called Camp Half- blood."
Camp is awesome! It's a place where demigods can live, and train in peace. I guess there is a magical barrier keeping monsters out. I explore camp for hours. The conch horn rings out. I see a bunch of people walk towards a pavilion. I walk down. I guess it's dinner time because everybody is getting food.

Thirty minutes into dinner everybody goes silent, and start to stare at me. Correction: above me. I look up; there is a snowflake glowing above me. It stayed there for a few moments.

"No need to stare. This is Jack Westing. He needs a team for tonights' capture the flag," Chiron announces breaking the silence.

"We'll take him," a boy with black hair, and green eyes offers.

After dinner someone offers me a sword, but I decline, and tell them I have my own. He looks confused; I summon my sword. He was so surprised, he jumped back, and falls on the floor. When he gets up, his jaw drops in disbelief. He walks away without a word.

"Hi," the kid with black hair, and sea green eyes walks up with a blonde girl. "My name is Percy Jackson, and this is Annabeth, my girlfriend. I'm the captain of the blue team."

Anyways, Percy told me the game starts in fifteen minutes. While Chiron is going over the rules, I try to put on some stupid leather armor on. It was a pain to get on, especially because a girl with a spear is breathing down my neck. I finally get tired of it, and turn around.

"Will you stop?!" I yell.

"What are you going to do about it?" she replies in a teasing attitude.

I form ice under her feet. When she goes to walk, she slips, and falls on her face.

"Don't mess with me because your walking on thin ice, " I laghed to myself.

Notes

Comments

You should keep updating

Idk if that what he wrote...honestly I haven't read the story.

@booksbedabest

A.D.R.
6/17/15

Ok love it even if u didn't write it also please don't break up the Percbeth please that would kill me.

booksbedabest booksbedabest
6/17/15

@A.D.R.
ok! there are no hard feelings.

Sadie Chase.
6/17/15

No... I don't feel comfortable with that... My brother was clear that only I can do it... He's only made four chapters so far(he did make it like two years ago, he had it on the website with like fifteen chapters, but then deleted it without writing any of it down on paper)plus he wants me to add him as an author. I guess he has more tim on his hands theses days.
@Sadie Chase 2

See his comment below yours?

A.D.R.
6/17/15