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posted by goddessoflife
CHAPTER ELEVEN



I didn't know where we were, but I kept on moving. We (luckily) didn't encounter any monsters.
But, I did see my house.
I stopped short.
Janie slammed into me, "What?"
I pointed, "That's my house." I wanted to go in, maybe even stay there for a few days. We were all getting hungry and there wasn't enough money left to buy any food. Plus, my house has four rooms, huge stash of secret money, and food.
But, one problem, there were police tape lines.
"Can you explain that?" Janie asked.
I nodded, "Easily. My whole family is missing. Of course they'll check out our house."
We looked around. There wasn't anyone outside, so we snuck in. I found the key under the doormatt and stuck the key in the doorknob.
The door popped open, "Hurry, hurry!"
We all ran in and then closed the door behind us. I offered to make dinner. No one said anything, they just smiled and nodded.
I went off to the kitchen and grabbed a bunch of random ingrediants and mixed them together. I can cook, we just didn't have much in the house.
Once I finished, we ate.
"What is this? I want the recipie!"
"Janie, it was random, we don't have as much food as I hoped."


Everyone got there own room, so I could accually sleep in peace tonight.
Or not.
"Kaela, do it now."
Kaela shook her head, "I cannot."
"Now! NOW!"
Honestly, I can't remember it that well. All I know is that Kaela isn't at camp. Or that was random. We can have random dreams, can't we?
Yep.
Or so I hoped.

We had cherry poptarts for breakfast and then discussed how the heck we were going to find "her."
We started callin Eve her because, well, think about it!
What if, just by saying her name, she can find you.
I mean, I don't think she'll find us threw that, but she might.
We wouldn't say her name unless we wanted her to come, and I was praying that wouldn't be anytime soon.
But it will be soon.
The longer we're away from camp, the longer they have to wait to know we're alive.
But I don't know if we'll come back alive.
No one does.
We just hope.


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Yeah...
Well, we are getting close to the end. I'm only going to to 14-17 parts. But I have the end planned out and it's awesome. You'll love it.
Peace :P
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Ahh screw it. I'm gonna keep this short and really simple. Unlike my monstrosity articles that go on for pages and pages.

First, to kill off theories on Leo Valdez and Sammy Valdez.

1.) SAMMY VALDEZ IS NOT REINCARNATED AS LEO VALDEZ. Simple explanation as to why, because the math doesn't work out. Aye, que caramba! It doesn't! And LEO ISN'T SAMMY. GODDAMNITPEOPLE They are two totally different people. There's gonna be some huge twist over how they are related/not related. But they aren't reincarnated, and the only thing I see that might work is that Leo is Sammy's grandson. But that seems to...
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I did nt write this but found it and im reposting it ENJOY



Percy

As long as we're together…

They were still together, but for how long, Percy didn't know.

Percy's free hand grappled at the air, while his other hand clung to Annabeth's sweaty, pale hand, as the world around him got darker and darker, and the light above them, marking his friend's silhouettes got smaller until it was only a tiny pin point, and then it was gone.

A feeling of freefall was not a new to him. But the feeling of freefalling into Tartarus, the endless cesspool of evil, was entirely new. Percy wasn't one of those daredevils...
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So, this is a different take on the long awaited percabeth reunion coming up in "The Mark of Athena" I thought it was fun to wite and I hope you guys like it...

“Mumee? Would you tell me a story?”
The child’s mother sat on her bed, and the girl’s shoulders slumped. The stormy grey eyes she looked into seemed to be calculating an escape route. That was the thing about Sally’s mother. She was always worrying, and she never gave two bedtime stories. ‘Wise girl’ Sally thought ‘Daddy says mommy likes to be called wise girl.’
“Please wise girl?” Sally tried imitating her father’s...
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