Rainbow Warrior for Titans: chapter 5
A Quest Begins
"My my mom?" I gasped and stumbled backward.
"How? Why?" So many unanswered questions I used to ask my dad were flooding back into my head, it made me dizzy. Questions like: how come I don't have a mom like other kids? Why don't you like to talk about her? Then I remembered when I was 6, me and dad still lived in North Carolina then. Until he got this nasty call that made him really angry and concerned for my safety, and we had to all of a sudden move to Chicago? Was mom or I mean this Goddess Iris apart of that?
I sat, a lump on the floor, trying to gather my thoughts. I tucked a strand of my tedious straight brown hair behind my ear. Then the revelation hit me. My mom's a Goddess!
I stood up driven by a gallant new force, marched up to the sink where Ms Rainbow was.
"If you're a Goddess then tell me is my Dad gone forever? Can I save him? He isn't dead is he?"
I sprung a sting of questions on her using every bit of boldness I could muster. Hoping I looke
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* * * Crucial Moment * * *
It was a beautiful day in the village of Grinigoire.
a young maiden walks happily through the village ,Her name is Illiana Renae.At the moment everything most wonderful to her.
Sophia(her younger sister) rushes to her side to meet her.
"Illiana...I've never seen you so happy...what's up?"
"Oh nothing everythings just so magical" answered Illiana.
"Magical?...Whatever! Does Raphael have anything to do with it"asked Sophia "
"What makes you think he has anything to do with it"Illiana said.
"Because he's you boyfriend" answered Sophia.
Instantly Illiana turns red and blushes, she then says in a small voice says "were engaged"
"...Wow...when's the date?" asked Sophia.
Bernardo wants it on a holy day answered Illiana
Isn't that another year though asked Sophia?
Illiana who was to busy fantasizing her and Raphael spending the rest of there lives together just answered"oh yeah".
As they walked in their home a dark figure in the corner of the alley was spy
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But when David came up to me, my rage seemed to melt off. He was gorgeous. His eyes where an enchanting royal blue, but his hair was the first thing I was drawn to. It fell onto his forehead in wavy cherrywood brown locks; it looked so soft I wanted to touch it.
I'm sure I was starring starry-eyed, because Elenore's voice made feel like I got hit with a frying pan, and I snapped back into reality.
"Wait a minute, I'm right HERE!" she said confused
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I get my butt kicked by the undead.
(Please note Camp Half-Blood and all original characters from the Percy Jackson and the Olympians, and Heroes of Olympus, Belong to Rick Riordan NOT ME!)
I woke to the sound of leaves and twigs crunching, the winds normal whistle among the trees seemed altered, as if a new mass was stopping it in its path. Something was walking towards me. I was in the middle of the woods so where could I hide? It was in the middle of the night, 3 in the morning maybe. My first instinct was to run, but I knew I'd be heard. And if it was a Monster, well some are harder than others to outrun. I suddenly had a sharp pain in my gut, and then I remembered. "Duh" I thought to myself camouflage! I quickly stood with my back against a large evergreen tree, and made a peace sign with my middle and fore fingers a small prism curved between the two and I waved the symbol across my body. As usual, me and my ripped blue jeans, black t-shirt and black half zipped u
Please?Don't speak. I can't believe this is here happening. Our situation isn't right. Get real, to who you're playing with. Are you sure you do love me? Are you sure you WILL be there for me? And if yes. Then, why do I feel so stressed and insecure. Maybe because this just can't be, or because I know it will turn out to be a terrible nightmare, that we won't be able to get out of. And this is the last thing I wanna do to 'us'. Everything is gonna be ruined, yes? I think so. I don't want to go. It's cold and light appears to be so dark. Smiles seem like tears, and love feels like hate, and I'm afraid, so afraid. Am I pushing you away? If yes, then please don't go. I can't stand to face the fact that I can't live without you. Do you know I never want us apart? Do I make sense? Is this logic? Why can't you answer me? Why don't you answer me? What are you waiting for? Are you gonna keep silent? Please don't nod to give a sign that you will, because you know silence kills me. You know me so well,Please?5 years ago in Letters More Like This
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I sat down on a bench; but I didn't think before I sat. Wet butt, great! I'll look like an idiot.
I situated nervously on the bench, I hadn't seen my sister Elenore in so long. Last time we were together we got in a fight, probable over something that ordinary teenage girls wouldn't fight over like: Vlad the impaler, it involved hair pulling and permanent markers.
Elenore was always louder and more aggressive than me, with her opinions and beliefs. I've always been secretly jealous of her because of that. Mom told me I'm the same just in a slightly different way; thought I don't quite believe her.
Some jerk on a motorcycle came to a sudden stop in front of me, interrupting my
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Time for a Ambrosia high.
I started to wake up confused my vision blurred, I wasn't in the woods anymore In fact, I didn't know where I was. I must have been laying on a futon like couch. The room I was in was big and country parlor looking and it smelled like strawberries. I tried to sit up but I couldn't my arms gave out under me, I was too weak.
"Whoa! Wouldn't do that if I were you." A guy who looked about 18 with tousled blonde hair rushed over to me.
"Shadow traveling took quite a toll on your strength."
"Also, you should eat some of this; it'll put you back to normal."
He held out a plate of, of I dunno, it looked kind of like fudge maybe. I was starved I didn't remember the last time I had eaten. So I took a big hunk of it.
"Geez, not so much! You'll burn from the inside out."
That sounded a little exaggerated.
"I like spicy food," I added.
"No Seriously! You only need a little. Otherwise you'll burst into flames. If you're hungry, we'll be eating lunch in a few
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Chapter 8: In Jett's Eyes
I could feel her magic, dragging me down under, tugging on my whole body. It was as if clothespins were being clipped over my eyelids, and no amount of force I gave could open them. No matter how much I fought the imaginary hands that were tearing me from reality, I knew that I could not win. That wicked Spencer's gaze was a trick, a magical ruse, used by the empousae for ages. Literally, I was given the look of death well almost. The result was not death, merely a deep, deep sleep filled with nightmares filled with your worst fears. Unwillingly, I abandoned the battle between my ex and my best friend and plummeted down a gaping hole of blackness. Hopeless and defenseless, I just let myself fall and scream, my stomach filled with butterflies, for I had nowhere else to go.
Suddenly, a hand, a cold, ruthless hand, clasped my neck. I fought against it, but, with each struggle, the grip tightened, clenching my airways tighter by the second. As I fel