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  The Return of Percy Jackson

 

 

Chapter 1

                   Elliot

 

Hi I’m Elliot Jackson. I am 12 years old and in a few days I will turn

 

13...if I live that long. Right now, we are surrounded by a legion

 

of full armored ogres, telkines and a huge golden dragon. Ok,

 

you’re probably thinking, “What the heck? These things aren't

 

real.” Well, they do exist and they are mostly bad news. These creatures

 

have been hunting for half bloods like me and my two best

 

friends Janey and Will since ancient times. Remember those old

 

Greek and Roman stories, well they are all true, even the story of

 

Hercules. This is a lot to take in. I know that you are thinking we

 

are crazy and that is totally accurate.

 

It all started just a few weeks ago. It was the last day of summer

 

and I was having an awesome time playing football with my two

 

best friends, Janey and Will. I said, “Why do we even need to go

 

to school. I already know enough to get me through life”. The one

 

thing we did not know was that it would be the last day we would

 

ever be just normal kids playing around.

 

“Pass.” I called while I was running.

 

Will yelled, “Go back go further.”

 

SLAM! I had knocked into a man with a dark suit and a trilby

 

hat. He was enormous, at least 6’ 6” with fair skin and eyes

 

that were pure black. I heard Will and Janey howling with

 

laughter. That jerk, Will, knew I would hit this dude.

 

“Sorry,” I say to the man.

 

He replied, “You should watch out or you might get hurt.” As he

 

spoke, I saw his teeth. They were as sharp as dog teeth but twice

 

as long. I walk over to my friends and said, “Let’s get out of here.”

 

We were just a few blocks away from my house when I saw the

 

man again. When I saw him this time, it was just for a second then

 

he transformed into a sleek black doglike humanoid.

 

What he said to us was, “You all might not know it yet but, you are

 

extremely strong and willful, therefore, you must die.”

 

You might think that all the things your parents are telling you is

 

just crap. In reality, most of the time, what your parents are saying

 

to you is usually really important. Good thing I listened because my

 

parents’ advice just saved my life.

 

My mom always says that that brain beats brawn. The monster

 

was clearly more brawn than me so I just hoped I had I had

 

enough brain to beat him.

                                      Chapter 2

      Elliot

 

“What the heck do you mean,” I said. “You must have me mixed

 

up with another awesome strong kid.”

 

He says, “Enough joking around. I can smell the sea god in you

 

demigod.” I fought your parents before, all of them. Percy, your

 

parents are Percy and Annabeth Jackson. Janey, your parents

 

are Frank And Hazel Zhang and yours, Will, are Jason and Piper

 

Grace.”

 

Suddenly, he was on me. The guy jumped in into action like a wolf,

 

only at least twice as big. Will and Janey tried get him off me with

 

absolutely no luck. Then suddenly, out of the corner of my eye, I

 

see a man with a hood on. He jumped out of a nearby bush with

 

a bronze sword in hand. He sliced the creature across the lower

 

abdomen. As the creature crumbled to dust he said, “You will all

 

pay dearly. You will all die a horrible death.” With that he was

 

gone. Nothing was left of him except for ashes that had already

 

started to blow away in the autumn breeze.

 

Looking at the man with the hood was hard but I could make up

 

just a few details. Sea green eyes and dark brown hair swept one

 

side, like you just been on a walk at the beach. This person has

 

been with me all my life. I know him as dad.

 

      Chapter 3

 Elliot

 

What the heck! My dad was laughing so hard and I saw nothing

 

funny about this.

 

“What’s so funny about almost getting killed,” I ask.

 

“Nothing,” he says. “It was just what the monster said.”

 

“First of all, what do you mean monster? And second of all, why

 

did you find death threats funny? Are they supposed to be taken

 

seriously?”

 

“Honestly I’d love to talk all day but I really don’t want to be killed

 

by a bunch of his friends. They will be here any minute, monsters

 

almost never travel alone”

 

“What did the monster mean by calling us demigods? Is that

 

supposed to be offensive or some something?” I ask

 

My dad explained, “No. He means half man half god.”

 

“I don’t believe you.”

 

“You don’t have to but have you ever noticed that things go wrong

 

when you’re angry like toilets exploding, pipes bursting, anything

 

like that? Have you are noticed that when you think you are going

 

to do bad on a test, you get a 100% even though you never

 

studied? That is your other side coming out, the Athena side.”

 

“Now come on. We really don’t have enough time to talk. Follow

 

me.”

 

We run the next few blocks until we arrive at my house. We dash

 

into the old shed in my backyard. I say to my dad, “What are we

 

doing here? It’s just a bunch of tools.”

 

“Try looking little bit closer and tell me what you see.”

 

“Wait a second. It’s a sword. How? What?” I sputter

 

“Pretty neat, right? It’s the mist. It is what mortals see because

 

most mortals can’t handle all this stuff about the gods and

 

monsters. It would completely destroy them. Knowing the truth is

 

not always a good thing.”

 

As he says this, I know he was not only talking about the mortals.

 

There were hundreds of blades and shields. There were all kinds

 

of weapons like swords, daggers, bows and arrows and a bunch

 

I couldn’t even name. Janey grabbed a bow. Will, on the other

 

hand, grabbed a golden dagger.

 

Quickly, I pick out a weapon. It was not that fancy, just a curved

 

blade that was wickedly sharp. It seemed to glow just a little bit

 

brighter than the rest. It was 3 feet long and made celestial bronze.

 

Engraved in the hilt was ancient Greek word but somehow I could

 

decipher it. The engraving means amorphous or shapeless.

 

“Very good,” my dad says. “That’s the Greek side of you coming

 

out. Even though you have dyslexia, you can decipher it. Also your

 

ADHD is your battle reflexes.”

 

Pretty much all demigods have these killer instincts, including me.

 

“You like that one,” he says. “It turns into any weapons that the

 

wielder wants but be careful.”

 

“Interesting,” I say. The leather grip fits perfectly in my hand.

 

Suddenly, it starts shrinking and it turns into an AK-47.

 

“Seems like you’ve been playing too much Call Of Duty,” Will says.

 

Then I see him. About 100 yards away stands a guy. I can smell

 

him from here. He doesn’t look any cleaner than he smells. He

 

holds a huge club over his head and is dressed in battle armor

 

“Reinforcements?” I ask.

 

“Probably.” Janey says. “Doesn’t look like a good guy.”

 

In the distance I hear a roar and it sounds like the reinforcements are

 

not very far behind.

 

“Come on.” Will says. “We can’t stay here or we will get killed.”

 

I felt myself not moving. Why? I wonder to myself.

 

I say to my dad, “No let’s get him.”

                                        

                                      

   Chapter 4   

                                            Elliot

 

Ok, if the world had an award for most stupid demigod, I would win hands

 

down.  I charged at the thing with the club, he was bigger than I thought

 

and bulkier too. For some weird reason he had a unicorn tattoo on his

 

bicep.  When I reached him I was out of breath he laughed obviously

 

amused at my effort.  With one swipe of his hand, he sent me sprawling

 

across the pavement.  The impact sent me flying at least 25 yards in the

 

air, away from my sword.  Now I was defenseless against an eight foot

 

ogre. I didn't like my odds.  All of a sudden, running away from the beast

 

seemed like a great idea.  He lumbered towards me with his club raised

 

high in the air. His club was full of spikes and stains that looked like blood

 

stains. Wow I think to myself. How am I going to get out of this one?  Well,

 

I think, long live Elliot Jackson. He raises his club and strikes but the blow

 

is blocked by my dad.

 

“Go get your sword. NOW!” he says.

 

So I run and get my sword and it turns into a javelin.  The ogre does not

 

want to fight my dad so he pushes him away and charges at me.  I throw

 

my javelin. Thwack. It hits him in the chest and he crumbles to dust.

         Chapter 5

      Janey

 

“Oh gods.  What is that?”  I say to Will.  

 

Will screams, “It looks like a dragon.”  

 

“Great!  That’s what I thought.”  “Will, we have a little problem.” I  said.  

 

“More like a big one,” said Will.  “What are those underneath it?”  

 

Elliot’s dad chimed in, “They’re telkines and ogres.”  

 

“Hey,” I said.  “Aren’t those monsters from ancient Greek stories?”  

 

Everyone looks at me funny.  So I say, “What?  My life isn’t just hanging

 

out with you morons.  I love reading about Greek gods and monsters.  

 

Come on, let’s go. I don’t like our odds against those guys because one

 

of them almost killed us.  

 

Elliot’s dad says, “We need to go now!  Get in the silver Prius parked on

 

the side of the road.”  

 

We all get in the car.  The monster army was gaining on us with alarming

 

speed.  The car hummed to life and then zoomed away.  We didn’t go

 

slower than 95 mph until they weren’t even visible behind us.  

 

Elliot’s dad says to us, “I have a lot of time to talk so let’s get started.”

 

Chapter 6

 Janey

 

“So, what you're trying trying to tell me is that those guys back there

 

are monsters? And you’ve killed them all before?”

 

He replies, “All except the Golden Dragon, that was a team effort with

 

your parents.”

 

“What do you mean?” Will ask.

 

“That’s beside the point. How you expect us to believe this this crap?”

 

“I believe him” Elliot chimes in.

 

“He is your dad. You basically have to believe him.”

 

“Whatever. I saw it, too.” Will says “Didn’t you?”

 

“Who knows what that could’ve been.” I say.

 

“Whatever. I guess I believe you. It’s just...understand this is so hard to take in all in at once. I have another question; what do they want with us?”   

 

“Honestly, I don’t know the answer to that. They want us dead that’s for sure.” Elliot’s dad explains.

 

“So what exactly …” I starts to say but a flying car cuts me off.   

 

SMASH, I hear in the distance the car land with a sickening crunch.

 

People are yelling and running. A rampaging bull is barrelling towards us,

 

he is half man, half bull.

 

“Minotaur,” I yell “Like the one from the labyrinth.”  

 

“Stand back,” Elliot’s dad says.”He wants me not you,  I have a score to

 

settle with this overgrown bull.”  

 

The Minotaur was missing a horn and for some reason he is touching the

 

spot where his missing horn would be as if realizing who Percy was and

 

what he had done.

 

I could almost hear the Minotaur call Percy’s name but it was barely

 

audible.

 

The bull met Percy head on. Percy jumped into action. He started siding

 

under the bull, clearly trying to strike the center of beast. The bull quickly

 

stepped out of the way. But Percy smacked him with the hilt of his sword,

 

catching him in the left side of his rib cage sending him sprawling. The

 

Minotaur got up and started charging. Again Percy jumps to the

 

side and slices the Minotaur to ashes.  Percy yells at us to get back in

 

the car But what we don’t realize until we are a mile down the road and  

 

Will is gone. A blood red note takes is in place it says just the words

 

“Brooklyn Bridge.”

 

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