Hi y'all. Well, I don't know most of you, but to those I do, long time, no see, huh? If you don't know me, I'm a dedicated member of this club and joined in May last year. I have a fanfic, Magic's Journey, but it is on hiatus until further notice. I have just been very busy for the past year to really do anything.

But here I am, just for a few minutes, though.

When we were doing the mythology unit in English (which on the test I was the only one in the grade to get a 100), we had an assignment to write an original myth and present it. I did mine alone, but there was an option to do it in partners. So this is my myth. I presented it with a red tissue paper flower I made and my paper literally rendered the class and Mrs. S speechless. I hope it has that effect on you.


The Story of Acacia


There is a beginning to every fantastic myth, and the beginning of this one starts with brothers Danaus and Aegyptus. King Danaus had fifty fair and polite princess daughters, and King Aegyptus had fifty handsome, ill-mannered prince sons. One day, Aegyptus and his sons came to Argos, Danaus’ kingdom, to claim...

The heroes of Olympus the house of hades

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 that went sky diving into the Underworld on his downtime. He'd much rather spend his time, well, anywhere else.

Gravity managed to pulled Percy down farther than Annabeth, so that he was underneath her. While he was gasping and coughing and yelping, she was abnormally quiet. Percy couldn't see her face anymore, which frightened him.

Disclaimer: I do not own Greek Mythology, nor do I own the considerable contribution's made to it recently by Rick Riordan, the king of trolls. Credit also to O. Henry for providing inspiration via his Jimmy Valentine character, minor inspiration also attributed to Kiritsugu Emiya from Fate/Zero (Which is a fantastic Anime btw)

Jake Patrick is just as much a myth and a legend as some of the original Greek Heroes. According to his records he is currently eighteen but despite his age is giving the authorities of the world a run for their money. (Literally) He's a extremely skilled son of Hermes with a legacy of Hephaestus, making him the perfect taker of precious possession's. He has black eyes, is 5'10 and short slick black hair, skinny but subtlety muscled, complete with long dexterous finger's he radiates grace. He radiates confidence and happiness, as twitchy as a school boy, as inquisitive as Holmes, competitive and easily bored he seeks thrills. He has no real love for normal gem's, anyone's he actually wants to keep he steals back anyways. A enigmatic thief if ever there was one