The Stolen Trident: Chapter 13

''' Chapter 13 '''

''' I Am Betrayed '''

“Chris?” I asked, “Why did you steal the Trident?”

“Because, I hate the gods, my master said that if the entire world was flooded, he would be able to come back and kill the gods. He would use me and the camp to destroy them.”

“Camp Half-Blood would never kill the gods!” I yelled.

“Oh, I’m not talking about your camp,” Christian laughed, “No, your greatest enemies.”

“Who is your boss? Kronos? Gaea?” I asked.

“No, but soon, they will be with us again. My master is more powerful than any of them.” Chris explained.

<p style="text-indent: 0.5in; margin: 0in 0in 10pt"><span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'; font-size: 20pt">I drew Felonious, I was tired out of my mind, but I had to stop him. I also put on my helm.

<p style="text-indent: 0.5in; margin: 0in 0in 10pt"><span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'; font-size: 20pt">“Oh you want to fight?” Christian asked, “Well, let’s go!” He pulled out a plastic handle, and pushed a button. Out of both ends sprouted a mace, or like a spiked wrecking ball. He also drew a hunting knife. Where had I seen that knife before? In my dreams.

<p style="text-indent: 0.5in; margin: 0in 0in 10pt"><span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'; font-size: 20pt">“You! You killed my mother?” I yelled.

<p style="text-indent: 0.5in; margin: 0in 0in 10pt"><span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'; font-size: 20pt">“Yes, I was going to demoralize you, now I will finish what I started.” He moved in. He slashed with his knife, but I intercepted it with Felonious. The knife I could handle, the problem was the mace. He kept on engaging my sword with his knife, and swinging at me with his mace. He feinted with his knife and came at me with his mace, but I slice off one of the chains. It was now only a single sided mace. Chris was so used to using the double sided mace that he was off practice using only a one sided one. I slashed at his face, and cut him. He used his knife to try and stab my face, but the knife broke. Of course! I bathed in the Styx, I had forgotten. Chris backed up, I looked at myself and realized why. I had summoned dead warriors. Chris was a son of the war god, he knew when a battle was not favorable.

<p style="text-indent: 0.5in; margin: 0in 0in 10pt"><span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'; font-size: 20pt">“Until next time, Anderson!” He said, then he turned and ran at my friends. He grabbed Crystal, and jumped. The sky swallowed him up, and he was gone.

<p style="text-indent: 0.5in; margin: 0in 0in 10pt"><span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'; font-size: 20pt">I untied Joe and Zach. They thanked me, but I wasn’t listening. Why would he take Crystal? Why? But I couldn’t ponder this thought any longer, I had to give the Trident to Poseidon.

The Stolen Trident: Chapter 14