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Chapter 1
None of this was her fault. True, she had started the chain explosions at the train station in New York, but she had good reasons. She was trying to get away from them. "RWAAAH!" the monster yelled. Adam turned and shot her last arrow into the monster, whatever it was, and the thing disintegrated into a shower of dust. One down, one to go. She thought. Luckily, that wasn't her last arrow for long. As soon as she got 50 yards from where ever the arrow landed, it would reappear in her quiver. All of her arrows were like that, thanks to father.
Come on, Adam, She thought. Just over this last hill, and your safe. Though it was easier said than done, she still had one harpy to kill. Adam was never exactly a strong runner, but she knew if she pushed hard enough, she could make it. She had to.
She looked behind her, checking to see how close the harpy had gotten and received a very large gash running diagonally across her back. Adam fell to her knees, then to her face and got a mouthful of grass. She groaned and managed to flip over on her back though it gave much protest. Lovely. This is just lovely isn't it? She thought sarcastically. She could tell just by touching her brand new battle wound that she would bleed out if she didn't kill the harpy, here and now, no more running, and over the magical borders that surrounded Camp Half-Blood.
Adam gritted her teeth and pushed off the ground mere seconds after the harpy had swooped down trying to impale her on its talons. She drew an arrow from her quiver and took aim which was difficult. Even if she was large, she still maneuvered fast and high on her feathery wings.
The arrow hit straight through the harpy's heart, and she gave one last, "SQUAAAK!" before exploding into a shower of gold dust midair.
Adam was exhausted, but she knew she still had to make it over the hill to where there was help. Or so she had been told by her father. With one last burst of energy, Adam made it down the hill and half way to the large blue house before she collapsed in the grass and blacked out.
None of this was her fault. True, she had started the chain explosions at the train station in New York, but she had good reasons. She was trying to get away from them. "RWAAAH!" the monster yelled. Adam turned and shot her last arrow into the monster, whatever it was, and the thing disintegrated into a shower of dust. One down, one to go. She thought. Luckily, that wasn't her last arrow for long. As soon as she got 50 yards from where ever the arrow landed, it would reappear in her quiver. All of her arrows were like that, thanks to father.
Come on, Adam, She thought. Just over this last hill, and your safe. Though it was easier said than done, she still had one harpy to kill. Adam was never exactly a strong runner, but she knew if she pushed hard enough, she could make it. She had to.
She looked behind her, checking to see how close the harpy had gotten and received a very large gash running diagonally across her back. Adam fell to her knees, then to her face and got a mouthful of grass. She groaned and managed to flip over on her back though it gave much protest. Lovely. This is just lovely isn't it? She thought sarcastically. She could tell just by touching her brand new battle wound that she would bleed out if she didn't kill the harpy, here and now, no more running, and over the magical borders that surrounded Camp Half-Blood.
Adam gritted her teeth and pushed off the ground mere seconds after the harpy had swooped down trying to impale her on its talons. She drew an arrow from her quiver and took aim which was difficult. Even if she was large, she still maneuvered fast and high on her feathery wings.
The arrow hit straight through the harpy's heart, and she gave one last, "SQUAAAK!" before exploding into a shower of gold dust midair.
Adam was exhausted, but she knew she still had to make it over the hill to where there was help. Or so she had been told by her father. With one last burst of energy, Adam made it down the hill and half way to the large blue house before she collapsed in the grass and blacked out.
Had no idea what to call this, so I just went with the first thing that came to mind. 
This is Adam (short for Adamantia) my Percy Jackson OC.
She is 15, and a daughter of Apollo.
Stay tuned for more....
also, feedback would be muy apreciada.
This is Adam (short for Adamantia) my Percy Jackson OC.
She is 15, and a daughter of Apollo.
Stay tuned for more....
also, feedback would be muy apreciada.
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