That question was answered with a splash. The skylight seemed to have broken, and now there was water and tempered glass rushing with the force of a tornado through the house. The water was so strong, the thermostat part where people change the temperature was forced from seventy degrees to sixty-one degrees.
Two more jingling sounds.
Flash flood warning in effect.
High wind watch in effect.
“Ahh!”
The rest of the family didn’t seem to notice much that they were being swept downstairs.
Ellis noticed a piece of paper lying in the raging rapids in their house. He fished it out with his hand and read it. It was his birth certificate.
“What?!” Ellis screamed. It took him three minutes to read the dad part.
(Thanks for reading Chapter 1! Chapter 2 is coming to this site soon.)
Two more jingling sounds.
Flash flood warning in effect.
High wind watch in effect.
“Ahh!”
The rest of the family didn’t seem to notice much that they were being swept downstairs.
Ellis noticed a piece of paper lying in the raging rapids in their house. He fished it out with his hand and read it. It was his birth certificate.
“What?!” Ellis screamed. It took him three minutes to read the dad part.
(Thanks for reading Chapter 1! Chapter 2 is coming to this site soon.)
This is what I think would happen if Percy lost the duel with Kronos and if Annabeth wasn't as strong.This is a poem.
Fights bravely sword in hand,
Inside this duel to the death.
Silver flashes bronze clangs.
For just one hour they fight.
He is wounded but still strong,
Then a flash of silver and black,
He is not fast enough,
Scarlet blood flows freely,
Red pools around him.
With his last dying breath,
He mumbles his loves name.
As she kneels and weeps,
For her fallen warrior.
She picks up up her lovers bronze sword,
And kills the unsuspecting enemy.
She raises her dagger,
And plunges it into her chest.
Fights bravely sword in hand,
Inside this duel to the death.
Silver flashes bronze clangs.
For just one hour they fight.
He is wounded but still strong,
Then a flash of silver and black,
He is not fast enough,
Scarlet blood flows freely,
Red pools around him.
With his last dying breath,
He mumbles his loves name.
As she kneels and weeps,
For her fallen warrior.
She picks up up her lovers bronze sword,
And kills the unsuspecting enemy.
She raises her dagger,
And plunges it into her chest.