It was the day of the great, long-waited book-writing contest.
The event took place in the gym, filled with parents, teachers, and students,
Hylla scanned her sheet of papers and made a quick summary in her head. Percy Jackson, heroes, Cerberus, Zeus, check! She smiled. She was very confident and sure that she would win the contest. But in all her pride, she was oblivious to the fact that there was someone, or should I say, something that was looking at her through the school windows. It fluttered its heavy bat wings and grinned, showing longs, venomous fangs. It backed away from the window as Hylla approached the mic. She smiled brightly at the audience and the audience started to clap. Hylla cleared her throat and began,
"It was a foggy morning at camp, Percy had overslept. Annabeth ran inside his cabin and started pulling at his sheets. 'Percy! Wake up! A fury is here! I don't know how it came in but the magical borders had been weakening lately! C'mon!' Hylla paused for effect, then continued, "Percy bolted right up quickly, his hair a disheveled mess. 'What!?' he cried, 'Monsters aren't allowed inside camp!" Annabeth nodded earnestly, 'I know that, but the fury just came crashing in through the cabin windows and-'" Right on cue, a giant bat-like creature smashed through the gym windows. Screams pierced the silent gym and people began running for the doors. Hylla looked at the monster, stunned.
"It can't be!" she cried, shocked with terror, "Th-that's a-" She was cut off by a blond-haired boy shoving her aside like a rag doll as he was running toward the two gym doors. She tumbled and fell and hit her head on the dusty floor. She panicked.
"That's a fury!" she screamed as the monster flew toward her with claws wide open. Hylla ran for her life toward the doors, exiting through the hallway. But halfway there, she tripped and fell again on the ground and laid there motionless as the monster grabbed at her with perfect aim. She closed her and winced, expecting a painful death. But nothing came. Grunts and sword slashes were heard but she only saw darkness as her hands covered her eyes. She scooted herself to a far corner and waited for it all to end. Suddenly, a monster's scream roared throughout the gym and she pressed her hands against her ears, closing her eyes as tightly as she could. Then footsteps approached her but she dared not to open her eyes.
"Hello," said a boy's voice, as she slowly uncovered her ears.
"I am sorry to have scared you, you're safe now."
Hylla opened her eyes and blinked. Standing in front of her were three kids about her age. She rose uncertainly.
"Who are you? And what was that?" she demanded, wanting answers as soon as possible Plus, she wanted to get out of here.
The boy in the middle with dark brown hair and orange t-shirt motioned at the two kids beside him. The girl to his left had long blond hair and a orange t-shirt too. Her face was petite and her eyes were stormy-gray. The boy on his right a cap and long pants, even though it was a fairly hot weather outside.
"This is Annabeth and this is Grover," he said, "We're from New York."
Hylla opened her mouth in shock. Her brown eyes turned huge as saucers.
"No way, I don't believe it. No." she stuttered, glancing back and forth between the new-comers.
"You're from a book! I love you guys but this is far too unreal for me to accept." Hylla stared at them.
"What's not to accept?" asked the girl," We came just in the nick of a time to save your butt."
Percy scowled at Annabeth.
"Don't be rude," he said, "She's gonna know sooner or later anyway,"
Annabeth blushed and stepped back. Grover nodded.
"Yeah, she's the one," he said,"The fury was aiming for her and her only, Percy. We gotta bring her back to camp."
Hylla looked confused, "Wait, where?" She was beginning to think this was all just a dumb prank.
Percy stepped forward, his two friends looking at me intently.
"My name is Percy Jackson and we're from Camp Half-Blood."
Hylla fainted.
Hylla fainted.
