Yeah, so I've posted this in the forums, forgot about the articles section, so here I am. This is my first fanfiction, and I really hope you do enjoy it. Thanks very much.
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Chapter 1: The Beginning
It all started on the day Michael had googled the gorgons.
The weather was the same as the past few days: rainy. The whole of the United States and parts of the Atlantic had been experiencing torrential rains for over a week. The unrelenting rain showered the library windows, and thunder rumbled in the distance. Michael and Joey, his best friend, were sitting at one of the computers in the library, arguing over their history project.
They were both had ADHD, which meant they could not stay still for more than two seconds. Michael knew that both of them paired up was not one of his smartest decisions, but still, he and Joey were the best of friends.
As usual, everyone in the class had decided to leave their project right until the day before it was due. Michael had been pestered by Joey to start the project, but he had squeezed his way out every single time. Michael knew that he had no choice since this was fifty percent of his grade, and with his current astoundingly horrible marks in history, he had to do a good job.
Michael and Joey sat in the quiet library, where the whole class was also doing their last minute assignments. Michael stared at the computer screen blankly.
"Ah damn, how are we gonna finish this by tonight?" he exclaimed, responded by a bunch of 'Shhh's from the other students around them.
"We haven't even thought of what we're going to do!" Joey told him. "We've been here watching you play Pacman for over an hour."
Michael had to resist the urge to do it again, but for the sake of his failing history marks, he pushed the thought aside.
"I've heard of some 'gorgons' before, I think they were Medusa and her sisters or something?" Michael suggested.
"Well, we could try that. But hurry up, I've got to reach home by seven."
"Why's your mom so strict?"
"I don't know, maybe it has something to do with my dad leaving me?" Joey responded, irritated. "Can we please start on the project?"
Oh man, I forgot, Michael thought as he clicked the browser icon.
Joey's dad had left her years ago, before she was born. Michael had been to her house many times and could see her mom's carefree face on the pictures, smiling and laughing. But now she looked different. There was always a sad look on her face now, and she was extremely strict. If Joey was out late or something, she would instantly ground her for a month. Michael's mom, although his dad had left him and his mother years ago, his mom never spoke of him. Whenever Michael brought the subject up, he was met with a hardened face refusing to tell him anything.
Michael stared at Joey as she tried to do some research on Greek mythology. Her long brown hair flowed down her back like water, and her face reflected a silent confidence and beauty. Her eyes were like coffee beans; warm and brown. To Michael, she was beautiful.
"Michael, you're dreaming again!" Joey whispered angrily.
"Huh, what?"
"Come on, we've got to finish this stupid project."
"Fine, fine…" Michael snapped out of his daze and went to google.
He typed "gorgons", and pressed enter.
Who knew a google search could cause such chaos in his life.
He, a fifteen year old boy, had experienced really weird stuff before. Once, he and Joey had been mobbed by a bunch of gangsters. Only they didn't look like gangsters, and he could swear one of them had horns on his head. He had dismissed this as a weird encounter, although many close shaves happened again not long after.
Michael was daydreaming again. He snapped back to usual and even before he could click the first link, the school librarian walked over. Michael saw her usual pointy nose and long neck as he turned around to face her. Suddenly he didn't feel so safe.
"Uh, Joey?" Michael started uncertainly.
"Yes?" she answered, her eyes glued to the screen.
"Why is the librarian walking over to us?" Michael asked.
"I don't know, why don't you ask yourself that?" She continued to click on more links and Michael heard her mouse taps.
"I haven't really done anything serious right?" Michael inquired. "Usually she just sits at her boring old seat and never gets up."
"Hey look, I found something about Daedalus and his nephew Icarus…" Joey said, having not heard what Michael had said.
The librarian unsheathed her hands. They were made of brass.
"Uh, Joey?" Michael said urgently.
"What?" she asked, finally turning around, her eyes looking at the librarian with an irritated look on her face.
Michael and her eyes widened, and they jumped aside as the librarian ran headfirst at them. She ran through the table, breaking it cleanly into half. Splinters flew everywhere as students started screaming in the library.
Michael and Joey got a face full of splinters. They scrambled to find a place to hide and were able to hide under tables as the librarian shook her head. Most of the students had evacuated, but some really daring ones had decided to stay behind to take pictures. Michael did not think pictures of an insane, brass-handed librarian was worth to lose a life over.
"Come out!" she called. Strangely enough, her voice was loud and clear although throngs of students were rushing out of the library in chaos. "Don't let auntie Euryale waiting!"
The look Joey gave Michael told him that name meant this was not good.
Euryale ran around the area, toppling computers and destroying tables. Splinters continued to fly everywhere and torn books fluttered toward the ground. Half the library gone in about ten seconds. A new record.
Michael decided to try and crawl out of his hiding place, which was a pile of books. Even before he could stand up, Euryale turned around swiftly and charged.
He jumped aside just in time; if he had stood there he would have been shish-kebab.
"Joey, RUN!" he yelled as Euryale got ready for another rush.
"No, stay behind! I only want to kill you!" Euryale shouted back happily.
Yeah, like that will happen, thought Michael as he ran through the remains of the library, pulling a shocked Joey behind him. Euryale got ready for another deadly rush, but right before she could make a move, Michael took a computer and hurled it at her. So much for the warranty.
"Joey, while we're running, can you tell me what the heck that thing is?" Michael asked, with the air of asking about the weather.
Joey was still in shock, but she responded nonetheless. "She's one of the ancient Greek gorgons. You know, Medusa's sister. But I think she's alone, her sisters don't seem to be with her."
Michael thought she was joking. They ran through the deserted hallways, desperately looking for an exit. The only way out seemed to be the main entrance of the school. Cold wind blew through the hallway, adding to the obstacle of avoiding puddles of water.
"Come off it, those Greek legends are just that. Legends," Michael answered, but he was a little uncertain. How could Greek legends even be present in real life? More unlikely, in the U.S?
"Well, the other reasoning is that she's an insane madwoman with metal for hands, and has somehow sneaked her way into the school and hid as the librarian for over half a year. Moreover, what are the chances she targets us and why?" Joey said as they slid out of the school entrance. They slowed down and heard Euryale shrieking behind them.
Giving each other nervous looks as they got drenched in rain, Michael asked, "So you think we should run?"
"Definitely."
They continued running for about ten blocks, arguing over Greek mythology. They stopped for a break, but when they looked behind, guess who they saw. No prizes for correct guesses.
Euryale was running toward them, approaching fast. They could not run away from her forever. Michael and Joey just stood there in the pouring rain, staring at Euryale rushing at them. Michael knew that this could be his final breath, but he had to act. For Joey, for himself, for his mom…
Michael quickly took a cable from a nearby trash can, and found it was quite strong, able to hold back a strong person well.
"Michael, what are you doing?" Joey asked as Michael tied one end of the cable to the lamppost and the other to a pipe on an apartment. He didn't respond to Joey's question.
"Quickly, come here and hide!" Michael grabbed Joey and pushed her into an alley, and whispered, "Get some kind of weapon."
Euryale slid the last few feet and landed right in front of the cable. The hat she was wearing slipped off and Michael saw a head full of snakes. Interesting, thought Michael.
"Why are you chasing us? Don't you have anything else better to do?" Michael asked.
"Not only you, other demigods too. Me and my sister, Stheno swore to attack every demigod in our range when that idiot boy Percy Jackson 'killed' my sister, Medusa. She still hasn't returned from Tartarus, but luckily we picked up the trail of the boy and we're trailing him now. I sensed you two demigods near us and I decided visit you," Euryale smiled evilly.
Michael momentarily forgot what the plan was. "Joey and me… demigods? You must be joking. You're probably not even real."
"Oh, am I? Want me to punch through you, then you make judgement?"
"Not today, hag-woman!" Joey shouted. Euryale turned around just in time to see a sledgehammer slamming down on her. She got knocked out cold and slid to the ground before she could utter another word.
"Where did you get that sledgehammer? I was expecting something like a trash bin," Michael asked, amazed.
"I just found it down the alley; I took it, boom, and one unconscious gorgon."
"Absolutely amazing. I'd applaud you if my hands weren't covered with splinters."
"Stop joking, this is serious," Joey said as she looked at the unconscious gorgon… only it wasn't there anymore. It had turned to dust.
"Weird… so what do you think is happening to us?" Michael asked Joey as he slowly lifted his gaze from the dissipating dust.
"I think I may be able to answer that," said a person from behind. Joey and Michael both turned around and saw a boy with jet-black hair, green eyes and an orange shirt that said "Camp Half Blood".
"Hi, I'm Percy Jackson. I saw how you took down that gorgon, it was awesome!" he said.
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Next chapter will come out soon, I promise! It also depends on you people, so if you want more, ask for it!
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Chapter 1: The Beginning
It all started on the day Michael had googled the gorgons.
The weather was the same as the past few days: rainy. The whole of the United States and parts of the Atlantic had been experiencing torrential rains for over a week. The unrelenting rain showered the library windows, and thunder rumbled in the distance. Michael and Joey, his best friend, were sitting at one of the computers in the library, arguing over their history project.
They were both had ADHD, which meant they could not stay still for more than two seconds. Michael knew that both of them paired up was not one of his smartest decisions, but still, he and Joey were the best of friends.
As usual, everyone in the class had decided to leave their project right until the day before it was due. Michael had been pestered by Joey to start the project, but he had squeezed his way out every single time. Michael knew that he had no choice since this was fifty percent of his grade, and with his current astoundingly horrible marks in history, he had to do a good job.
Michael and Joey sat in the quiet library, where the whole class was also doing their last minute assignments. Michael stared at the computer screen blankly.
"Ah damn, how are we gonna finish this by tonight?" he exclaimed, responded by a bunch of 'Shhh's from the other students around them.
"We haven't even thought of what we're going to do!" Joey told him. "We've been here watching you play Pacman for over an hour."
Michael had to resist the urge to do it again, but for the sake of his failing history marks, he pushed the thought aside.
"I've heard of some 'gorgons' before, I think they were Medusa and her sisters or something?" Michael suggested.
"Well, we could try that. But hurry up, I've got to reach home by seven."
"Why's your mom so strict?"
"I don't know, maybe it has something to do with my dad leaving me?" Joey responded, irritated. "Can we please start on the project?"
Oh man, I forgot, Michael thought as he clicked the browser icon.
Joey's dad had left her years ago, before she was born. Michael had been to her house many times and could see her mom's carefree face on the pictures, smiling and laughing. But now she looked different. There was always a sad look on her face now, and she was extremely strict. If Joey was out late or something, she would instantly ground her for a month. Michael's mom, although his dad had left him and his mother years ago, his mom never spoke of him. Whenever Michael brought the subject up, he was met with a hardened face refusing to tell him anything.
Michael stared at Joey as she tried to do some research on Greek mythology. Her long brown hair flowed down her back like water, and her face reflected a silent confidence and beauty. Her eyes were like coffee beans; warm and brown. To Michael, she was beautiful.
"Michael, you're dreaming again!" Joey whispered angrily.
"Huh, what?"
"Come on, we've got to finish this stupid project."
"Fine, fine…" Michael snapped out of his daze and went to google.
He typed "gorgons", and pressed enter.
Who knew a google search could cause such chaos in his life.
He, a fifteen year old boy, had experienced really weird stuff before. Once, he and Joey had been mobbed by a bunch of gangsters. Only they didn't look like gangsters, and he could swear one of them had horns on his head. He had dismissed this as a weird encounter, although many close shaves happened again not long after.
Michael was daydreaming again. He snapped back to usual and even before he could click the first link, the school librarian walked over. Michael saw her usual pointy nose and long neck as he turned around to face her. Suddenly he didn't feel so safe.
"Uh, Joey?" Michael started uncertainly.
"Yes?" she answered, her eyes glued to the screen.
"Why is the librarian walking over to us?" Michael asked.
"I don't know, why don't you ask yourself that?" She continued to click on more links and Michael heard her mouse taps.
"I haven't really done anything serious right?" Michael inquired. "Usually she just sits at her boring old seat and never gets up."
"Hey look, I found something about Daedalus and his nephew Icarus…" Joey said, having not heard what Michael had said.
The librarian unsheathed her hands. They were made of brass.
"Uh, Joey?" Michael said urgently.
"What?" she asked, finally turning around, her eyes looking at the librarian with an irritated look on her face.
Michael and her eyes widened, and they jumped aside as the librarian ran headfirst at them. She ran through the table, breaking it cleanly into half. Splinters flew everywhere as students started screaming in the library.
Michael and Joey got a face full of splinters. They scrambled to find a place to hide and were able to hide under tables as the librarian shook her head. Most of the students had evacuated, but some really daring ones had decided to stay behind to take pictures. Michael did not think pictures of an insane, brass-handed librarian was worth to lose a life over.
"Come out!" she called. Strangely enough, her voice was loud and clear although throngs of students were rushing out of the library in chaos. "Don't let auntie Euryale waiting!"
The look Joey gave Michael told him that name meant this was not good.
Euryale ran around the area, toppling computers and destroying tables. Splinters continued to fly everywhere and torn books fluttered toward the ground. Half the library gone in about ten seconds. A new record.
Michael decided to try and crawl out of his hiding place, which was a pile of books. Even before he could stand up, Euryale turned around swiftly and charged.
He jumped aside just in time; if he had stood there he would have been shish-kebab.
"Joey, RUN!" he yelled as Euryale got ready for another rush.
"No, stay behind! I only want to kill you!" Euryale shouted back happily.
Yeah, like that will happen, thought Michael as he ran through the remains of the library, pulling a shocked Joey behind him. Euryale got ready for another deadly rush, but right before she could make a move, Michael took a computer and hurled it at her. So much for the warranty.
"Joey, while we're running, can you tell me what the heck that thing is?" Michael asked, with the air of asking about the weather.
Joey was still in shock, but she responded nonetheless. "She's one of the ancient Greek gorgons. You know, Medusa's sister. But I think she's alone, her sisters don't seem to be with her."
Michael thought she was joking. They ran through the deserted hallways, desperately looking for an exit. The only way out seemed to be the main entrance of the school. Cold wind blew through the hallway, adding to the obstacle of avoiding puddles of water.
"Come off it, those Greek legends are just that. Legends," Michael answered, but he was a little uncertain. How could Greek legends even be present in real life? More unlikely, in the U.S?
"Well, the other reasoning is that she's an insane madwoman with metal for hands, and has somehow sneaked her way into the school and hid as the librarian for over half a year. Moreover, what are the chances she targets us and why?" Joey said as they slid out of the school entrance. They slowed down and heard Euryale shrieking behind them.
Giving each other nervous looks as they got drenched in rain, Michael asked, "So you think we should run?"
"Definitely."
They continued running for about ten blocks, arguing over Greek mythology. They stopped for a break, but when they looked behind, guess who they saw. No prizes for correct guesses.
Euryale was running toward them, approaching fast. They could not run away from her forever. Michael and Joey just stood there in the pouring rain, staring at Euryale rushing at them. Michael knew that this could be his final breath, but he had to act. For Joey, for himself, for his mom…
Michael quickly took a cable from a nearby trash can, and found it was quite strong, able to hold back a strong person well.
"Michael, what are you doing?" Joey asked as Michael tied one end of the cable to the lamppost and the other to a pipe on an apartment. He didn't respond to Joey's question.
"Quickly, come here and hide!" Michael grabbed Joey and pushed her into an alley, and whispered, "Get some kind of weapon."
Euryale slid the last few feet and landed right in front of the cable. The hat she was wearing slipped off and Michael saw a head full of snakes. Interesting, thought Michael.
"Why are you chasing us? Don't you have anything else better to do?" Michael asked.
"Not only you, other demigods too. Me and my sister, Stheno swore to attack every demigod in our range when that idiot boy Percy Jackson 'killed' my sister, Medusa. She still hasn't returned from Tartarus, but luckily we picked up the trail of the boy and we're trailing him now. I sensed you two demigods near us and I decided visit you," Euryale smiled evilly.
Michael momentarily forgot what the plan was. "Joey and me… demigods? You must be joking. You're probably not even real."
"Oh, am I? Want me to punch through you, then you make judgement?"
"Not today, hag-woman!" Joey shouted. Euryale turned around just in time to see a sledgehammer slamming down on her. She got knocked out cold and slid to the ground before she could utter another word.
"Where did you get that sledgehammer? I was expecting something like a trash bin," Michael asked, amazed.
"I just found it down the alley; I took it, boom, and one unconscious gorgon."
"Absolutely amazing. I'd applaud you if my hands weren't covered with splinters."
"Stop joking, this is serious," Joey said as she looked at the unconscious gorgon… only it wasn't there anymore. It had turned to dust.
"Weird… so what do you think is happening to us?" Michael asked Joey as he slowly lifted his gaze from the dissipating dust.
"I think I may be able to answer that," said a person from behind. Joey and Michael both turned around and saw a boy with jet-black hair, green eyes and an orange shirt that said "Camp Half Blood".
"Hi, I'm Percy Jackson. I saw how you took down that gorgon, it was awesome!" he said.
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Next chapter will come out soon, I promise! It also depends on you people, so if you want more, ask for it!
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