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Summary: 15 years after the Titan War, a new prophecy has come to our attention. It states that an heir of the ancients has the power to jeopardize the gods' existence, again. Just how ancient will this heir's parents be? What can they do? And what's up with the new girl at camp? What's with all these killings happening to half-bloods? I guess we'll only find out when the time comes. If we're still alive by then...
Story starts slow, but at least give it a chance.
Prologue:
Kasey Marrlet had turned to go home, but she never arrived. Where she lies is where she waits. It was where it had killed her. She wasn't the first to fall, and she wouldn't be the last. The beast had claimed others, others just like Kasey. It had the necklaces to prove it. It wouldn't stop until it found the person it wanted.
The creature stooped down over its lifeless victim. It seized something around the girl's neck and ripped it off. It was a leather necklace with two pendants on it: an intricate maze and a bow crossed with a sword. The monster sniffed at the necklace, catching Kasey's scent, and grunted in frustration. This wasn't the one it was looking for. The thing stormed away, leaving the girl's body for whoever found it.
When the monster was gone, a girl scampered out from behind a wall and ran to Kasey's still form. She'd seen what had happened. She had proof now that the time was near. The girl muttered a few words over her friend's body, and then looked up. Any monster or person like her would have known her, and most would have been terrified. There was nobody like this girl, and everyone knew it. Her features distinguished her and made her known. Everyone knew her because of two things: she had hair as black as the night, eyes as gray as a storm. And when she set her mind to something, it always happened.
Chapter 1: The New Girl
For the longest time, I thought my life was as weird as it could get. I was dyslexic, had ADHD, and constantly felt watched. Then she showed up, and my whole world crashed. Maybe I should start at the beginning.
My name is Krystol Lore. I'm 12 years old and used to attend Ellis Academy . School was alright, but I didn't have a lot of friends, I was an outcast. I had one friend, Julius Redwood. He had some weird disease that had messed up his legs. So, for the whole school year, I've been sticking up for him for him, which made me stick out. So, life was okay, a little odd, but not bad. Then she showed up, late May, two weeks left of school. That's when things changed, so I'll start there.
"Krys wait up!" someone yelled. I turned around to see my best friend, Julius, hobbling toward me. "Hey, how you doing?" he asked.
"Well," I said, "I'm still considered a freak, still an outcast, still feel watched, you know, the same old same old. What about you?"
"Same, I guess. But there's supposed to be a new kid coming today, at least that's what I heard."
"Yay, another kid that's gonna hate us."
"Oh come on, you never know."
All I could do was sigh. Every new kid who came through this school seemed to turn against me before I even met them. Heck, it started before I even saw them! Well, I thought, maybe things will be different. And maybe pigs fly! All I could do was trudge off to class as the bell rang.
"Good morning class," my teacher called.
"Good morning Ms. Blane," everyone said. Ms. Blane was our social studies teacher. She was okay, especially compared to Ms. Slith, our English teacher. I used to joke around with Julius that she was evil, but he always agreed with me in a dead serious tone, so I eventually stopped.
"Class," said Ms. Blane, "we have a new student today. Her name is Brooklyn Carver. Brooklyn, would you come in, please?"
I looked up as a girl walked into class and almost gasped out loud. She was like nothing I'd ever seen. The girl was in perfect shape with toned muscles and a good tan. What really shocked me were her hair and her eyes. They seemed perfect together, but, at the same time, like they shouldn't have existed as one. Her hair was jet black, as dark as the midnight sky, and tumbled down her shoulders. Her eyes were as gray as a storm cloud. They were calm and made her look like she knew everything, but at the same time, they were intimidating, daring you to say one thing to her. She seemed different though, but I didn't know how.
"Krystol. Krystol," I heard, bringing me back from my thoughts.
"Huh?" I said, probably sounding like a moron.
"Krystol, I need you to show Miss Carver here around the school. Do you think you can handle that?" Ms. Blane asked.
"Sure, I guess."
"Thank you." Then Ms. Blane just walked away, leaving me with Miss New Girl.
"Um, why don't you sit down Brooklyn," I told her. Without saying a word, she sat down next to me. I couldn't help but notice that she moved her chair about an inch away from me. Great, I thought, I've known her for five seconds and she's already trying to get away. Life's just great, isn't it?
Class went on after that. Thankfully, today's lesson wasn't too boring. We were studying ancient Greece, which I really liked for some reason. Apparently, so did Brooklyn . She managed to answer every question about Greece correctly. I still couldn't get her to talk to me though. Well, you can't win everything, right?
Finally, lunch managed to roll around. I was sitting with Julius, talking about nothing important when I brought up the new girl.
"So there is a new kid at school?" Julius asked. For some reason, he had a weird expression on his face, almost like concern or fear.
"Yeah, her name's Brooklyn Carver," I told him.
" Brooklyn ?"
"Yes Julius, did you not hear me the first time?"
"What's she like?"
"Don't know. She doesn't talk much, at least not to me. Actually, she moved her chair away from me a little when she sat down. But I do know one thing, she loves ancient Greece."
"Is she nice?"
"I can't say. She didn't say much, except for when she was answering questions."
"What'd she look like?"
"Well, aren't you inquisitive today," I teased.
"Krys, I just-"
"I'm teasing! Sheesh, you think you'd be able to tell when I'm joking by now."
"I know," he mumbled. "So, what'd she look like?"
"Really?" He just nodded. "Fine, I'll tell you Mr. Questions." I took a breath, trying to figure out how I would describe her. "Well, to be honest, she's hard to describe. I mean, I could tell you what she looks like, but-"
"Krys?" Julius interrupted.
"Yeah?"
"Just tell me what she looks up as best as you can."
"Right, sorry. Okay, here goes. She is amazingly fit, like perfectly toned muscles, California tan, all of it. Her hair goes down past her shoulders and it's jet black. And her eyes, wow! They're gray, exactly like a storm cloud. They make her look super calm and super smart. But they're kind of intimidating. Does that answer your question?"
Julius didn't answer. He just sat there, mouth gaping, eyes wide, just staring at me.
"Julius, ya still there?" Nothing. "Hello, anybody in that head?" Still nothing. "Hey! Earth to Julius, we have lost communication. Please respond." And again, nothing. "Wow, you are in some serious shock, man."
"Huh?" He shook his head, coming back to his senses.
"You like, dazed out or something. Are you alright?" I asked.
"He looks okay to me," someone said. At that, Julius's head snapped up. I jumped a little and spun around in my seat. And there she was, the new girl. And she was actually giggling. "Sorry, didn't mean to scare you guys."
"You didn't scare us, just surprised us," Julius said.
"Yeah, I'll believe that," she retorted, but she had just a hint of playfulness in her voice. "Well, I just came over to ask if I could sit with you. Everywhere else is full. Is that okay Krystol?" she asked me. Weirdly, I thought I'd seen just a touch of longing in her eyes.
"Sure, go ahead," I said. Again, she sat down quickly without a word. She looked like she would scoot away again, but decided not to.
"So, I was telling dorko over there about you. I hope you don't mind," I told Brooklyn.
"Nah, that's cool. Hey Julius," she said. Does she know him? Well, maybe she just overheard me say his name. I mean, what are the chances?
"Hey Brooke," Julius said. Wait, does he know her? And I thought…..
"Wait, I thought your name was Brooklyn," I told her.
"It is," Brooklyn told me, obviously not paying attention.
"But Julius just called you Brooke," I said, totally confused.
That got both of their attentions. Their heads snapped up at the same time, both of them just staring at each other.
"Oh, um, well I uh, did I?" Julius sputtered. I just nodded. "Well, actually, I, um, went to this camp last summer. I made a new friend and her name was Brooke," he told me, then turned to Brooklyn . "I guess you just reminded me of her."
I looked to Brooklyn as she said "I get that a lot." Then, she just went right back to her food like it never happened, and Julius followed suit. I thought I saw faint smiles playing at their lips, but I just told myself it was nothing. But I couldn't believe it. I know that Julius is the worst liar ever. I also knew that Brooklyn was different somehow. And the way those two seemed to know each other… Something was going on. I felt like I needed to know what it was, what was happening. I was determined to figure it all out. Looking back on it, I wish I hadn't.
Okay, so there's the first chapter. Sorry if the one word answers or using words like "gonna" bugs you, but I'm trying to sound as much like a kid would while still being grammatically correct. Well…. There's not much else I need/want to say, so… See ya, I guess. Oh, one last thing, if you could, please try to use as little cussing in the reviews as possible. Thanks. This story was first uploaded by SAKU4life and if you read the first authors note on hers (It's not there now) you would've known that she was uploading it for a friend. Well I am that friend and I'd appreciate it if you didn't leave any comments about me copying it because I didn't. The story is just moving authors from her to me. Again thanks and bye!