The Half-Blood (Book One) Chap. 1 |A| (From the letters in the chapters, it will show who Willow's god parent is)

by Raven & Willow in class, writing fan-fiction and other things when I’m supposed to be paying attention

  You seriously would think I had some idea WHERE and WHY that thing came, but honestly, I didn't.  Who expects there to be a giant black wolf-thing to be snarling at them!?  Once I came to, I noticed that Riley still had her dagger and Carter was still holding a ninja star.  The ninja star looked AWESOME, considering that I used to watch kung fu movies with my mom when I was ten.  "Oh, thank the gods you're okay!  Carter, we HAVE to get Willow to camp!" Riley said.

  "Camp?  What do you mean 'camp'!?  How do you know what each other are talking about!?  Is this an inside joke!?" I asked frantically.

  Riley and Carter locked eyes and got all of my stuff.  "Hey!  That's my luggage!  Watch the laptop case!"

  Riley grabbed my hand and dragged me out the bedroom door.  "What's with you two!?" I yelled as Carter walked into the kitchen.

  "Mom, we have to go to to camp.  Me and Riley are packed up but Willow needs to leave.  Can she?" Carter asked.

  Sophie nodded and grabbed a bag of something that looked like cookies and three canteens.  Then, like I'd seen on a Star Trek re-run with my mom, Riley did the Vulcan Nerve Pinch on me.  It actually didn't work.  "Ummmmmmmm... what was that for, Riley?" I asked.

  "Huh.  It actually didn't work," Riley muttered.

  Carter must have known what she was thinking because he threw a pineapple over to her.  Then, Riley smacked me in the head with it.  Yet again, I was fine.  "Okay, how did that NOT work!?  Morpheus!  Help me with this problem, PLEASE!" Riley yelled.

  "Never mind Willow, Riley.  Let's just get her to camp!" Carter yelled, slinging a backpack over his shoulder and running out the door.

  Riley picked up her luggage and mine and dragged me out the door.  "Styx!  We'll never make it to New York in time if we wanna save Willow!" Riley yelled.

  Carter dug a coin that looked a lot like the coin around my neck, threw it on the ground, and yelled something in Greek which I perfectly understood: "Stop, O chariot of damnation!"

  As the coin hit the asphalt, it sank into the ground and up sprang a smoky gray cab.  "Why call us in Pennsylvania?" an old lady screeched from the driver's seat.

  "We need to get to camp ASAP.  Here," Carter said and yanked the drachma off my neck.

  I punched Carter and hissed, "What are you doing!?  That's my lucky drachma!"

  Carter gave it back and took a leather pouch out of his backpack.  "Fine, fine, come in!  Get to camp FAST!" the woman screamed and gestured for us to get in the cab.

  I wasn't desperate but Riley pulled me in.  As Carter closed the door to the taxi, the old lady slammed her foot on the accelarator and I got thrown to the left and had my face on the door and my foot in Carter's face.  "OW!!!  Personal space, would ya?" Carter yelled.

  "Sorry!" I said and sat back up.

  The whole ride there I had either my foot in Carter's eye or my elbow in Riley's ribs, yet sometimes BOTH.  The old lady screamed stuff at Carter most of the time, but the only time I was slightly happy was when I wasnt crushed against someone and it was quiet.  Then, something that sounded like "Pomp and Circumstance" ripped through the momentary silence.  Carter's face went red and he answered his cell phone.  "Mom?  What do you mean?  WHAT!?  No, no NO!!!  You ARE!!!  Aw, gods, what do you mean!?  You--WHAT!?  NO!!!  She IS!?  I really have to go, Sophie!" Carter yelled and then threw his cell phone out the window.

  "What's wrong, Carter?" I asked.

  "Sophie isn't really my mom.  She's my adoptive mother and my REAL mother is Aphrodite!" Carter explained.

  "Aphro-WHO!?" I asked.

  "Aphrodite, the goddess of love and beauty.  I forgot to tell you, Willow, the Greek gods are real, and they sometimes come down to Earth and have kids, called half-bloods or demigods, and YOU'RE one!  It explains the ADHD and dyslexia, but there's no time to explain THAT, just get it in your head and go on with being a half-blood!" Riley said.

  I felt a little dazed but then asked Carter, "So we're NOT related in any way?"

  "Not one bit."

  I nodded slowly.  It was a little hard to process, but I was a half-blood.  Great!  Then, Riley pushed the door open and got out, dropping a drachma in the old lady's lap.  Carter handed me one and I gave it up.  "Ah, daughter of the Darkest!" the woman screeched.

  I smiled a little and followed Riley to...wherever we were.  The place was HUGE, and by huge I mean rolling strawberry fields and an olf farmhouse at the front next to a lone pine tree and a sign that said "Pick Your Own Strawberries".  "We're here.  Camp Hald-Blood, the training place of heroes," Riley said.

  It was silent for a second.  Then, I broke out into hysterical laughter.  "This little strawberry field is the training place for heroes?  What do we do, housework in the farmhouse and pick strawberries in the field?  You really thought I would catch on to your little inside joke!" I said.

  Carter rolled his eyes, knowing I was EXACTLY what I looked like there: a doofus.  There, I said it.  I kind of DID look like a doofus, just randomly laughing about an inside joke.  Riley's face went red and then she did something you wouldn't expect ayour average sixteen-year-old girl to do: she did the Vulcan Nerve Pinch on me, and this time, it worked.  And that's when I felt revenge, right in the nerves.