Beth has been an orphan since birth and has been running. Monsters have been chasing her since she was 7. Now 17, she's made 4 other friends. They all battle their way to Camp Half-Blood, to only be met with more hardship.
Beth's POV: We have been walking for two days straight, barely stopping. "Beth are we almost there, it feels like my feet are about to fall off and it's almost night!" Sage whined. "Yes we're almost there and I can see that it's almost night so that gives us even a more reason to hurry up." I snap. Sage groans and keeps walking. Soon enough it got dark. "Hey look I'm sorry I snapped at you its-" CRASH I pull Sage out the way of the falling tree. "What the..?" I look past the tree to see three furies and five hell hounds.
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I pull up Sage,"Come on we need to run now!" We start running and I can hear them chasing us. I get out my flashlight and click it, automatically it turned into a sword. "Die, demigods!" A fury hissed. It lunged at me and I swung the sword up. "Help! Help us!" Sage yelled. As on que a boy with goat legs came and pushed us to the right. "Come on the camp is this way." he yelled. As we run I could see the entrance of the camp.
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Sage's POV: I see the entrance and I feel hope. "Come on we're almost-" AHH! I look behind me and see Beth getting whipped by the furies.
