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This is my first posted fanfiction, and I really hope you guys like it, if anyone besides Megan even reads this. (Hi Megan!) Enjoy! Disclaimer: I do not own Percy Jackson. If I did, I would be walking into bookstores and signing random copies of my books, and enjoying my book money, and certainly not writing fanfiction because I'd be writing actual fiction. I woke to the sound of rushing waves and the feel of a rocking boat under me. I opened my eyes, and started at the total darkness. I was pretty sure that I had fallen asleep in my hideout in the forest. Ah, the life of a vagabond. But I loved it. Anyway. So if I wasn't in my cave, WHLiteratureThe Prophecy of Eight chapter 4
Hello again. If you've read Percy Jackson, great. If you haven't...I think I identify everyone at least once but sorry you're doomed, because it's time to meet peoples.... Disclaimer: Okay, you might want to sit down, because I have some really bad news. I didn't write Percy Jackson. Sorry. I followed Hazel down the corridor, staring at the amazing craftsmanship of the boat. The wood was seamless, and countless gadgets were hung all over the walls. I reached out to touch one, and suddenly the latino guy – Leo Valdez – ran around a corner shouting “NONONONONONONOLiteratureThe Prophecy of Eight Chapter 2
Hello peoples. It's nice to see ya'll back again. (Hello Megan, I'm pretending you are many people) Anyway, here's chapter two. And that is all I have to say at the moment. Now read. Disclaimer: I don't own Percy Jackson. Sorry to disappoint you. Really. Here, have a tissue. I edged closer to the flame and the boy who held it. Now that I could see his face, I guessed that he was about 16. “Leo? Leo Valdez?” I asked slowly. His eyes lit up. “You've heard of me?! I mean, yeah, of course you would have. I'm totally famous-” “No, I was just repeating it. Dramatically. I have no idea who you are.” HLiteratureThe Prophecy of Eight chapter 3
Hiii. Me again. Maybe during this chapter we'll get out of the cell! Or maybe not. Sorry these chapters are so short. Disclaimer: Me no write Percy Jackson. I stared awkwardly at Percy and Leo in the silence after the prophecy. They stared back. “Soooo...” I tried to break the silence. Suddenly Percy and Leo's eyes widened, as if hearing something odd. Then they sighed and walked out dejectedly, closing the door behind them. I heard a muffled "no need to yell, Annie", followed by the sound of a slap. I stared at the door. “Ummm...okay? Can I come out now-” A girl walked through the door. She was shorter than m
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