over a year ago:
Aww you guys are so nice I feel all warm and fuzzy inside. :D and now, after a short litlle shpiel I'll write because I have nothing better to do, I will post the next chapter. Well I've just been looking through some other fanfics and thinking. I am sorry, but I cannot manage to be one of those avid posters, I am just a slow writer. Just wondering, tons of people say this but I'd like some constructive criticism. Don't be afraid to be mean, I feel like the quality of my chapters is falling. Thanks for reading.
10 Henry's PoV
My legs ached as I trudged off to lunch. The gravel crunched loudly along with the footsteps of everyone else in the legion. Along with us, other legions seemed to be making their ways in as well.
I figured that the tables for dinner would be the same as for lunch, so I plopped myself regretfully down at the mercury table.
That was me, claimed as a son of mercury. Yay, why did I always have to feel so generic? Nothing interesting. Couldn't I be one of the big three? The interesting ones that weren't supposed to be alive, but did awesome things, were different. At least I would of liked to be a minor god's child, fighting for my parent's recognition, being interesting. But noooo! I can't be interesting, I'm average, so of course I'm a run-of-the-mill son of mercury.
The seats around me began to fill up. I tried to make small talk, but no one sitting near me was that interesting. We kept waiting for dinner.
It hadn't taken this long waiting for lunch to start, had it? I asked a few people,
"legion two hasn't shown up yet." on girl near me said. Her words spread like wildfire, and pretty soon everybody was whispering.
"quiet" yelled a boy. Oh joy! It was the delightful boy who had assigned us our legions! "it seems that legion two has made their own arrangements and will not be dining with us this evening."
Maybe I could slip some food to give to Percy later? I was still debating how and what to sneak when a few snickers rang out. I looked in the general direction that the ones snickering were gazing towards.
On the path leading up towards us from the lake came a group of kids that could only be legion two. Half of the said group was soaking wet. The wet kids glared. The semi-dry kids grinned. Then I noticed Percy. He was completely dry. His face was pulled into s smile. I saw his confusion, and realized Percy was trying to remember something.
Legion two sat down at their own spots. Percy was still unclaimed, so he came over to sit near me.
"what happene-" I began to ask
"not now" Percy cut me off as we stood to get our food plates. The dishes clanged loudly around us as we got our food.
Percy and I stood in silence in the line to throw our food into the fire. I idly debated if I was going crazy. This whole camp, the mess with the gods, waiting in a line to throw food into a fire. I settled on convincing myself I was no crazier than I was a week ago.
Percy was in front of me in line, so he got his turn before I did. He slid a nice looking clump of grapes into the fire.
"to posi-" he started to murmur, cutting himself off and shaking his head. Then, inaudibly, he spoke a few words and walked back to the table. He obviously didn't want to talk about legion two training, so we ate in silence.
After we finished, we got a little free time.
Sam came over "hey, you know the minor god cabin hazs a bonfire every week or so. If you guys want to come tonight..." her voice trailed off.
"Sure" Percy smiled when Sam mentioned the word campfire. "sounds like the first normal camp thing we get to do all day."
Sam must've gotten bored with us, because she migrated back to the small group of kids she had been talking with.
"see you tonight" she called
Percy and I went back to our cabin. Since Sam left, there was a little more room. We sat and talked a bit. When he tried to recall a memory, his eyebrows would furrow, and he'd hold his temples. But we didn't seem to find out anything. After a little while of this, Percy decided to go for a walk.
I laid back, pulling my sword out. I gazed at the blade as my fingers played with the gold on the bottom. Suddenly, there came a small pop, like a bottle being popped open.
I looked down. Slowly, I slid the base of the sword's hilt off. Alone, the gold decoration looked like a small fire in my palm. The sword's hilt alone looked naked. Oh great, I managed to break it!
Tilting the sword, I saw that the base was hollow. Small pieces of paper slid out onto my lap, each one around the size of two sticky notes. They were rolled up like tiny scrolls, yellowed with age. I glanced around to see if anyone had noticed my discovery, whatever I had discovered.
A girl was on a nearby top bunk, but she had large headphones on and her eyes were closed.. I put the papers, at least half a dozen had fallen out, back in the sword. After some thought, I decided that this was the best opportunity I could hope for to read what they said. I carefully slid one paper out. It crinkled as I gently unrolled it, and some slivers fell.
It was covered in large, curly cursive. I squinted, but managed to decipher the words;
We may need to be more careful about how we deliver these letters to each other. Andrew is becoming suspicious. However, I cannot bear the silence. The horrible things they say about you and your type. But I know it is not true. I must see you again. Same place, same time. I'll be waiting.
It was brief, and completely confusing. I was intrigued, and wanted to pull another note out, but I saw Percy approaching. For some reason, I didn't want to share the notes with anyone yet, not even him. I quickly snuck the paper back in, recapping the base.
"hey, just seeing if you were coming to the bonfire." Percy said "they've got marshmallows"
"oh yeah!" I stood, glancing outside. It was almost dark.
Percy led me to a large brown cabin near the main 'U'. Behind it, a bunch of kids gathered around a bright campfire. There were logs laid around, but they were all being sat on. A large plastic fold-out table had marshmallows, chocolate, Graham crackers and glow sticks. It was havoc.
Then Sam popped up.
"hey" she said cheerfully
"where are the sticks for the marshmallows?" Percy asked, looking at the table
"you have to find your own" Sam pointed at the edge of the woods, where I saw a dozen or so campers milling around.
"come on!" Percy dragged me, seeming cheered up with the campfire.
"hey, I need a stick too!" Sam called chasing after us. "I was just trying to be nice and wait for you guys"
We searched for any good stick for marshmallow stabbing, but the edge of the woods had been picked clean. Percy wanted to go in deeper, but Sam and I convinced him not to. So we left the general area of the bonfire in search of an undiscovered area containing some good sticks.
Then we saw a figure.
"Jude!" Sam called, running to her, "I thought you were back at the campfire. What are you doing here?"
"I'm not sure" the girl, Jude, said "something just told me that I was supposed to come wait here" she had a slightly dazed expression.
"well, did you find a good stick?"
"huh?" then Jude saw Percy. I watched as her dark blue eyes began to glow, as if lit from behind. Their color turned a bright green. She opened her mouth and, like a human fog machine with coloring, green smoke floated out. If I weren't freaking out so much I would've laughed.