The Girl With the Moonlight Streak.
Chapter 1: We run from the bullman.
Roxxanna's PoV
“Hurry!” “Ahhh.” I turned to see her fall, I helped her up and we kept running. I guess I should explain. My name’s Roxxanna (Lea) Dye. I’m 18 and I’ve been on the run from Authorities since I was about 10. But, cause I am so incredibly smart, I managed too ‘earn’ some money and book a flight from Australia to NYC at the age of 12, but that’s not really the important part. Anyways, I was living on the streets, when one day I ran into this chick, we started talking and now we’re best friends. (She’s the one who tripped by the way, her name’s Sal Ajia).
See this is where it goes from weird, to bizarre, to just plain impossible. Me and Sal were camping out at Long Island, sitting at the fire and eating marshmallows, when this big as bull dude comes out of nowhere and starts screaming at us (do bulls scream?). The night before all this, I had this dream telling me to go to Long Island, where I’d find a flaming dude, a flying dude, a dude that had water on is finger tips, a dude that looked like he was trying to summon the dead, a chick with blonde hair and startling and intelligent, grey eyes and a girl with brown hair and eyes that I couldn’t figure out the colour of, who looked Cherokee, but her features looked familiar. At the time I had no idea what it meant but now I figured there was something special about it, considering we were screaming our heads off and running from a bull dude that was like 7 feet tall and only had I loincloth on (Which would've been funny if he wasn't trying to kill us). Ok anyways, so we were running yea? We burst through the forest. “Come on, just a little further!” ROOOAR!!
He’d figured out we weren’t there anymore I guessed. We ran about 2 miles up the road, though how that… thing, never caught up I had no idea. I could see the hill and the pine tree from my dream. We staggered up the hill, through waist high grass. Gee, these guys need to buy a lawn mower or something. I thought to myself. As we reached half way up, ROOOAR!! Another roar of fury. We were just passed the tree when I looked back, he was starting up the hill. As soon as we got to the top, we raced down the hill on a sprint.
We got to this big 4 story blue house, banging on the door, fear in out eyes. When the door opened there was this guy on a white horse. Then I realized that from the waist down he was the horse. Sal and I just looked at each other, eyes the size of golf balls, then back at Mr. Horseman. “Can I help you?” We both said something seriously intelligent like “Uhhh..” Horse dude just sighed. “I suppose you'd better come in and explain what happened after you get over your shock that I’m a centaur.” Centaur… Yea, I could live with that… Maybe. He led us into this living room with a roaring fire and two white couches facing each other separated by a beautiful oak coffee table between them.
“Welcome to Camp Half-Blood. My name is Chiron, who are you?” He ask bringing in two cups of Milo with a marshmallow in them. One for me and one for Sal. I tried not to laugh at the fact he had curlers in his tail, which was hard. “I’m Roxxanna and this is Sal” I said pointing to her. Now, she’d never been the sharpest tool in the shed, so when she said “Dude!! Did you know your half a horse?!” I just shook my head. “Yes I do young lady. And the proper name is ‘Centaur’.” “You’ll have to excuse my friend, she the biggest idiot you’ll ever meet.” “Am not!” She protested. “Sure, sure, whatever you say, Einstein.” My voice full of sarcasm. “Now, what happened?” Chiron asked. So I told him everything including my dream. “ I see, well, you know all the greek gods my dear?” “Yea, what about them?” I asked “Well, they’re still around today and very much alive. What was the most common thing the gods did in the myths?” “Uhhh… They fell in love with mortals and had kid with them?” I asked. I’d always loved those myths and actually paid attention to them in class. See, the school Sal went to kind of adopted me so I could get a good education.
”Exactly. The proper term is for those children is ‘Demigods’ or ‘Halfbloods’. And you girls, are halfbloods, other wise you wouldn’t have been able to survive the minotaur, let alone get inside the camps boarders.”
I let that sink in. Could what he said be true? Could the greek gods still be alive? Could I possibly be a halfblood? But then again, I was talking to a centaur, I was ready to believe anything.
He explained the camp and rules and things we’d need to know to survive and what nectar and ambrosia was. Then it hit me. “Oh my gosh! You’re Chiron?! You’re the one who trained Hercules and Jason and all them?!” I almost shouted. “Yes I am, Roxxanna.” Impossible.. He was thousands of years old… He should be dead. But there I was, talking to Chiron, the centaur from all th old myths. I probably looked like a complete idiot, but I stared at him as if he’d just grown another head. “You girls must be exhausted. You’re welcome to sleep on the couches if you’d like, just so we don’t have to wake cabin 11 up” (Who he’d explained was the Hermes cabin, they took any one in who hadn’t been claimed by their godly parent yet). “Uhhh, thanks I guess..” I was just starting to get over my fit when there was a strange light coming from above us. I looked just above Sal's head, just in time to see a floating cat disappear in a gold and yellow light. “I believe, we just found out who your mother is Sal.” Chiron was the first to speak. “Really?! Who??” Sal’s always been hyper but this was just getting ridicules.
“Your mother is Hecate, the goddess of magic. She’s an Underworld goddess, so perhaps you should speak with Nico.” He said, half to himself. “Wait, is he that little dude I saw trying to summon the dead with Mac Donald’s?” At first I had laughed to myself at the idea he was trying to do that, but now… I was getting kinda scared “Yes that would’ve been him. He’s the only child of Lord Hades.” Chiron told me. Yea I was loosing it. “Sal, what did you put in my drink? I’m loosing my nut here.” “I didn’t put anything in it, I was just wondering the same thing.” “Wow, I think I’ve finally lost me marble.” “Same here” You lost yours ages ago. I thought to myself, though didn’t dare say it cause other wise I knew what was coming.
Bang, bang. “Come in,” The door flew open and the Cherokee girl from my dream came racing in. “Chiron… The… Minotaur...Hill… Fighting…” She said between breaths. “Calm down Piper, tell everyone who’s up there to get to their cabins immediately. Everyone needs to go back to sleep, its 4 in the morning. We’ll take care of our, ahhh.. Guest, tomorrow morning.” “Okay.” And she raced out the door. “That’s the chick from my dream!!” I exclaimed. “Yes. I believe I know exactly who was in your dream, my dear. Now, off to sleep. You have a big day ahead of you.” With that he got off his horse legs and walked away.
That, was the first time I slept at Camp-Half Blood.
Chapter 1: We run from the bullman.
Roxxanna's PoV
“Hurry!” “Ahhh.” I turned to see her fall, I helped her up and we kept running. I guess I should explain. My name’s Roxxanna (Lea) Dye. I’m 18 and I’ve been on the run from Authorities since I was about 10. But, cause I am so incredibly smart, I managed too ‘earn’ some money and book a flight from Australia to NYC at the age of 12, but that’s not really the important part. Anyways, I was living on the streets, when one day I ran into this chick, we started talking and now we’re best friends. (She’s the one who tripped by the way, her name’s Sal Ajia).
See this is where it goes from weird, to bizarre, to just plain impossible. Me and Sal were camping out at Long Island, sitting at the fire and eating marshmallows, when this big as bull dude comes out of nowhere and starts screaming at us (do bulls scream?). The night before all this, I had this dream telling me to go to Long Island, where I’d find a flaming dude, a flying dude, a dude that had water on is finger tips, a dude that looked like he was trying to summon the dead, a chick with blonde hair and startling and intelligent, grey eyes and a girl with brown hair and eyes that I couldn’t figure out the colour of, who looked Cherokee, but her features looked familiar. At the time I had no idea what it meant but now I figured there was something special about it, considering we were screaming our heads off and running from a bull dude that was like 7 feet tall and only had I loincloth on (Which would've been funny if he wasn't trying to kill us). Ok anyways, so we were running yea? We burst through the forest. “Come on, just a little further!” ROOOAR!!
He’d figured out we weren’t there anymore I guessed. We ran about 2 miles up the road, though how that… thing, never caught up I had no idea. I could see the hill and the pine tree from my dream. We staggered up the hill, through waist high grass. Gee, these guys need to buy a lawn mower or something. I thought to myself. As we reached half way up, ROOOAR!! Another roar of fury. We were just passed the tree when I looked back, he was starting up the hill. As soon as we got to the top, we raced down the hill on a sprint.
We got to this big 4 story blue house, banging on the door, fear in out eyes. When the door opened there was this guy on a white horse. Then I realized that from the waist down he was the horse. Sal and I just looked at each other, eyes the size of golf balls, then back at Mr. Horseman. “Can I help you?” We both said something seriously intelligent like “Uhhh..” Horse dude just sighed. “I suppose you'd better come in and explain what happened after you get over your shock that I’m a centaur.” Centaur… Yea, I could live with that… Maybe. He led us into this living room with a roaring fire and two white couches facing each other separated by a beautiful oak coffee table between them.
“Welcome to Camp Half-Blood. My name is Chiron, who are you?” He ask bringing in two cups of Milo with a marshmallow in them. One for me and one for Sal. I tried not to laugh at the fact he had curlers in his tail, which was hard. “I’m Roxxanna and this is Sal” I said pointing to her. Now, she’d never been the sharpest tool in the shed, so when she said “Dude!! Did you know your half a horse?!” I just shook my head. “Yes I do young lady. And the proper name is ‘Centaur’.” “You’ll have to excuse my friend, she the biggest idiot you’ll ever meet.” “Am not!” She protested. “Sure, sure, whatever you say, Einstein.” My voice full of sarcasm. “Now, what happened?” Chiron asked. So I told him everything including my dream. “ I see, well, you know all the greek gods my dear?” “Yea, what about them?” I asked “Well, they’re still around today and very much alive. What was the most common thing the gods did in the myths?” “Uhhh… They fell in love with mortals and had kid with them?” I asked. I’d always loved those myths and actually paid attention to them in class. See, the school Sal went to kind of adopted me so I could get a good education.
”Exactly. The proper term is for those children is ‘Demigods’ or ‘Halfbloods’. And you girls, are halfbloods, other wise you wouldn’t have been able to survive the minotaur, let alone get inside the camps boarders.”
I let that sink in. Could what he said be true? Could the greek gods still be alive? Could I possibly be a halfblood? But then again, I was talking to a centaur, I was ready to believe anything.
He explained the camp and rules and things we’d need to know to survive and what nectar and ambrosia was. Then it hit me. “Oh my gosh! You’re Chiron?! You’re the one who trained Hercules and Jason and all them?!” I almost shouted. “Yes I am, Roxxanna.” Impossible.. He was thousands of years old… He should be dead. But there I was, talking to Chiron, the centaur from all th old myths. I probably looked like a complete idiot, but I stared at him as if he’d just grown another head. “You girls must be exhausted. You’re welcome to sleep on the couches if you’d like, just so we don’t have to wake cabin 11 up” (Who he’d explained was the Hermes cabin, they took any one in who hadn’t been claimed by their godly parent yet). “Uhhh, thanks I guess..” I was just starting to get over my fit when there was a strange light coming from above us. I looked just above Sal's head, just in time to see a floating cat disappear in a gold and yellow light. “I believe, we just found out who your mother is Sal.” Chiron was the first to speak. “Really?! Who??” Sal’s always been hyper but this was just getting ridicules.
“Your mother is Hecate, the goddess of magic. She’s an Underworld goddess, so perhaps you should speak with Nico.” He said, half to himself. “Wait, is he that little dude I saw trying to summon the dead with Mac Donald’s?” At first I had laughed to myself at the idea he was trying to do that, but now… I was getting kinda scared “Yes that would’ve been him. He’s the only child of Lord Hades.” Chiron told me. Yea I was loosing it. “Sal, what did you put in my drink? I’m loosing my nut here.” “I didn’t put anything in it, I was just wondering the same thing.” “Wow, I think I’ve finally lost me marble.” “Same here” You lost yours ages ago. I thought to myself, though didn’t dare say it cause other wise I knew what was coming.
Bang, bang. “Come in,” The door flew open and the Cherokee girl from my dream came racing in. “Chiron… The… Minotaur...Hill… Fighting…” She said between breaths. “Calm down Piper, tell everyone who’s up there to get to their cabins immediately. Everyone needs to go back to sleep, its 4 in the morning. We’ll take care of our, ahhh.. Guest, tomorrow morning.” “Okay.” And she raced out the door. “That’s the chick from my dream!!” I exclaimed. “Yes. I believe I know exactly who was in your dream, my dear. Now, off to sleep. You have a big day ahead of you.” With that he got off his horse legs and walked away.
That, was the first time I slept at Camp-Half Blood.
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