Chapter 2: Claire

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As I was walking around I saw pictures of her, a man , and a young girl. The man kinda looked like my dad. Nah. My real mom is dead. As I kept walking I saw the lady. "Excuse me ma'am?" she quickly turned and looked at me like I was some sort of baby puppy. "Oh my dearest, I wish I could've spent more years with you. Do you know who I am am, and where we are?" "I don't know you and we are in England of course. Duh." I said as if it were obvious. "I am your real mother. And we are in Tartarus." She said in her thick accent like mine. British with a tad of Transylvanian. "My mother is dead. Tartarus, I never heard such an delirious idea. Is it in Europe?" "Dear, I am your mother. I am alive. And you my sweet hero, are a demigod. I must train you before those bratty children come and take you away. Come,come, follow me, into the doors of transparency." She sang I realized what it was without even knowing. I just formed a bunch of shadows and pulled them together. "Mistress, mother may I call you?" I said in a trance. "Approved." She said as I collapsed from the shadows. "You are ready to leave." she said and then she disappeared as the doorbell rang.

So I am a demon.(PJO/HOO)Tempat cerita menjadi hidup. Temukan sekarang