Post by Percy on Aug 8, 2011 20:34:23 GMT -5
Chapter one: hazels point of view
I woke up covered in rubble. The air around my was filled with smoke and I was sweating. I felt a sharp pain in my right arm. It was bleeding pretty bad so I wrapped it up with the hem of my shirt. I tried to stand but suddenly there was a blast of fire.
"hazel dont get up! The dragon isn't dead yet!" Bryce yelled.
I tried to find him but my vision was blurry. Dragons? When were we attacked. I crawled out from under the rubble and looked over at bryce. He was standing infront of the dragon with his sword out. I felt kinda bad because he hated fighting. His body was caked with sweat, blood and soot. I looked around at my surroundings. We were in our foster home. Suddenly I remembered everything that happened.
It was friday and Bryce and I had the house to ourselves because our foster parents were at some party. Bryce was watching tv while I was studying a map I had found (long story). It was quiet minus the sounds of the tv.
"are you still studying that dumb map?" Bryce asked.
I rolled my eyes. "it's not dumb it can help us find dad." I said. I looked out the window kinda nervously. It was spring and hades was in his worst moods at this time. I heard a loud crash and Bryce screamed. I ran into the living room to see what was going on when suddenly I was smacked by a large tail into the wall. Everything went blank.
As I laid underneath the rubble I watched bryce trying to kill the dragon. "if only I had focused. The dragon might not of hit me with its tail and I could have killed it!" I said to myself.
Luckily Bryce made the right move. He sliced the dragons arm then moved out the way so he wouldn't get hit. "run!" he grabbed my arm and practically dragged me outside. We kept running into the dark night with a dragon hunting us.
Typical.
I woke up covered in rubble. The air around my was filled with smoke and I was sweating. I felt a sharp pain in my right arm. It was bleeding pretty bad so I wrapped it up with the hem of my shirt. I tried to stand but suddenly there was a blast of fire.
"hazel dont get up! The dragon isn't dead yet!" Bryce yelled.
I tried to find him but my vision was blurry. Dragons? When were we attacked. I crawled out from under the rubble and looked over at bryce. He was standing infront of the dragon with his sword out. I felt kinda bad because he hated fighting. His body was caked with sweat, blood and soot. I looked around at my surroundings. We were in our foster home. Suddenly I remembered everything that happened.
It was friday and Bryce and I had the house to ourselves because our foster parents were at some party. Bryce was watching tv while I was studying a map I had found (long story). It was quiet minus the sounds of the tv.
"are you still studying that dumb map?" Bryce asked.
I rolled my eyes. "it's not dumb it can help us find dad." I said. I looked out the window kinda nervously. It was spring and hades was in his worst moods at this time. I heard a loud crash and Bryce screamed. I ran into the living room to see what was going on when suddenly I was smacked by a large tail into the wall. Everything went blank.
As I laid underneath the rubble I watched bryce trying to kill the dragon. "if only I had focused. The dragon might not of hit me with its tail and I could have killed it!" I said to myself.
Luckily Bryce made the right move. He sliced the dragons arm then moved out the way so he wouldn't get hit. "run!" he grabbed my arm and practically dragged me outside. We kept running into the dark night with a dragon hunting us.
Typical.