3/8/2014

I don't have any more story for you today but I found some good pictures that describe Charles and Shawn.
Also, look up SOPA. It's something that I've been hearing about. It stands for Stop Online Piracy Act and I don't know how old the thing is or if it's even being considered anymore but it would make writing fan-fiction a felony.

Here's Mallory's older brother Charles. He's 15.
He can't control water but I liked the pic.

And this is Cassandra's older brother Shawn.
He's also 15.
I thought that this picture captured his laziness.
He's sporty but he is not a morning person.

3/6/2014

My problem: I like days when I don't have to babysit (for whatever reason. Today it was that another one of the kids has the stomach flu) But I like getting money.
See how that's a problem?
Anyway, here's the next instalment!
It's kinda short compared to some of the others though.

“Well that explains a lot,” Said Hannah after she had sat back down.
“What do you mean?” inquired Helen.
 “Well, sometimes I’ve made people see things that aren’t there,” Hannah explained. “Especially my teachers in grade school,” she added with an evil grin.
  “Wow,” said Mallory, “Most demigods who have powers don’t discover them before coming to camp.”
“Cool,” said Helen. “Can you do it now?”
  “It doesn’t work all the time,” confessed Hannah.
 “You probably need to practice more,” said Cassandra, “I’m sure the older campers in your cabin will help you learn more.”
  Once more the music and talking was interrupted by yet another claiming. This time it was a holograph of a peace symbol over the head of a camper way in the back row.
  “Which god is that?” asked someone.
“Eirene, goddess of Peace,” Called out an Athena camper.
“Know-it-alls,” Cassandra muttered under her breath only to be elbowed by Mallory.
“Stand up!” someone called out.
Reluctantly the camper stood, it was Ben.
 Weird, thought Mallory, Legacies don’t normally get claimed.
  People were whispering and trying to get someone near Ben to announce him as a new camper but nobody knew his name.
 Finally Chiron tapped a hoof once. “Ben di Angelo,” he announced. “Son of Eirene, Legacy of Hades.”
   This time there was no cheering, bowing or clapping. Immediately the campers began whispering, wondering if this kid was really the son of Nico di Angelo, one of the great heroes who had battled Gaea and saved both the mortal and immortal worlds.
    Mallory watched as Ben awkwardly sat down again. Son of Eirene? She wondered. Hadn’t he said that his mother was a demigod, a daughter of Eirene? But Chiron had said ‘son’. If he had meant ‘legacy’ he would have said it. He had lied to her. That was the only explanation.
   So if Ben’s father was a demigod, and his mother was a goddess what did that make him? He wasn’t a demigod but he wasn’t exactly a Legacy either. Mallory didn’t know. This was the first child of a demigod and a goddess that she had ever heard of. No one else seemed to have heard of something like this as everyone was still whispering, even Chiron and Mr. D.
 “I thought he said that his mom was a demigod,” Said Helen.
“He did,” grumbled Mallory.
  “So he lied?” asked Hannah.
Mallory looked over toward Ben, he seemed really confused. “Or maybe he didn’t.”
“I’m confused, how couldn’t he have lied?” asked Helen.
  “Maybe Ben believed that his mother was a demigod,” said Mallory, “Maybe it was his father who lied.”

3/4/2014

Hi there, I have the next part of the story all ready for you!
Also, as my sister pointed out, in my last post I didn't post any pictures of either Charles or Cassandra's brother, Shawn. If I find any good pic's for them I'll share them.

After dinner Hannah and Helen caught up with Mallory on the way to the campfire. “Is it okay if we sit with you?” Hannah asked, “Or will we be separated by cabins again?”
  Mallory smiled, “You can sit wherever you want at the campfire, and it’s perfectly fine with me if you want to sit with me.”
  “Will we get claimed?” Helen asked.
“You should, all the gods are required to claim their kids.”
“Whoa,” Said Hannah as they came up to the campfire, “It’s purple.”
“It’s magic.” Mallory explained, “It changes color with the mood of the crowd, it also gets higher and hotter if people are in a good mood.”
  “Sweet.” Said Hannah and Helen in unison.
They were some of the first demigods there and were able to snag good seats in the second row. “Sometimes the first row’s marshmallows catch on fire.” Said Mallory.
  “On time the fire was so hot that the first three rows had flaming marshmallows!” added Cassandra as she sat down beside Helen.
   “Wow,” Said Hannah, “Maybe we should move back?”
“What? These are prime seats, we should hold on to them for as long as we can.” Cassandra said.
Helen and Hannah looked confused.
 “Sometimes older campers make the younger campers move,” explained Mallory, “But if we can hold onto them until Chiron gets here we won’t have to move.”
  “Do the older campers really bully the younger campers a lot?” asked Helen.
“Nah, most of the older campers are cool. It’s really only the Ares campers that are bullies.”
     Soon the rest of the campers filled in and the Apollo kids started tuning their instruments.
“What’s with the instruments?” asked Hannah, grimacing as one boy blew a harsh high note while tuning his harmonica.
   “Sing-along time!” exclaimed Cassandra and Mallory in unison.
“Oh great,” moaned Helen, “I cannot sing to save my life.”
  “You guys hold my seat,” said Cassandra, standing. “I’m going to snag us some s’more’s supplies.”
“Sure thing.” Said Mallory as she pulled her feet up onto the bench were Cassandra had been sitting.
Charles spotted Mallory as he went to sit with his friends; he waved and called, “Hi, Mallory.”
Mallory waved back despite Helen poking her.
  “Oooh, is that your boyfriend?” Helen asked as soon as Charles was out of earshot.
Mallory pretended to gag and fall of the bench. “That was my brother!”
  “Well he sure is cute.”
Cassandra came back over and passed out marshmallows and sticks. “Sorry Helen, but Charles is mine.” She glanced back toward him, “He just doesn’t know it yet.”
  The girls all dissolved into giggles.
Helen and Hannah were amazed at how good the Apollo kids were when the music started.
   “How’d they get so good?” Hannah asked.
“Their father, Apollo, is the god of music.” Explained Cassandra.
As the night went on everyone had a great time, even Helen and Hannah laughed as they tried to sing along to the songs without knowing the words.
   Every so often the music and singing would pause as a new camper got claimed.
“Gods of Olympus,” Said Cassandra, “We sure got a bunch of new campers this year.”
  Mallory nodded. When she looked over at Hannah and Helen they both looked eager to be claimed and perhaps a bit worried that maybe they wouldn’t get claimed.
   Mallory was just about to reassure them when a holographic image appeared above Helen’s head.
“What?” asked Helen as the music and singing stopped and everyone looked at her. She twisted and tried to look at the now fading image of a lightning bolt. Cassandra and Mallory grabbed Helen’s arms and hoisted them up, forcing to her to stand. “Helen, daughter of Zeus.” They shouted. All the campers stood, bowed then clapped and cheered as was camp practice.
  Cassandra hugged Helen as they sat back down. “This means we’re related!” she squealed.
  “What?” asked Helen, “I thought you were a daughter of Aphrodite.”
“I’m a Legacy,” said Cassandra, “My parents are demigods. My father is a son of Zeus and my mother is a daughter of Aphrodite. So since you’re my dad’s half-sister,” she paused and made a face, “Weird but that makes you my half-aunt.”
  “Whoa, that is weird,” Said Helen. “So you’re my half-niece but your older than I am.”
“Wait,” interrupted Hannah, “I thought the godly side didn’t count. Or else we’d all be related somehow.”
  “It only counts if you have a parent in common. All children of the same god or goddess are half-siblings,” Said Mallory. “But things like Poseidon and Zeus being brothers doesn’t make their children cousins.”
  “What about Legacies?” asked Helen, “If you have the same god in your family tree are you related?”
“I guess that would depend on how far back it is,” said Cassandra, “If two Legacies are descended from Apollo but there’s like fifteen generations of different demigod and mortal parents it probably wouldn’t count. I don’t really know.”
  “Our generation is the first generation of Legacies at Camp Half-Blood.” Said Mallory.
Their conversation was interrupted by another new demigod was claimed, a child of Hermes. And as soon as his holograph disappeared, one appeared over Hannah’s head. An image of some sort of animal, a Meer cat maybe?
  “What?” asked Hannah.
  “I have no idea.” Said Mallory, but you’ve been claimed by someone.
“It’s a polecat,” Called out a boy in the crowd. “One of the sacred animals of Hecate.”
“Hecate?” Hannah asked but Mallory didn’t answer. Instead she and the person on Hannah’s other side pulled Hannah to her feet and lifted her arms. “Hannah, daughter of Hecate, goddess of Magic!” they announced.

2/28/2014

I don't have more fan-fic for you today, I'm still working on the next instalment.
But I was looking at my anime board on Pinterest and found that some of my pictures were look-a-likes to my characters in Second Generation Demigods.
I thought you might like to see how I see them.
(Note: I didn't draw any of these pictures and I do not take credit for them. I also do not know the artists. Sorry.)

Cassandra (her skin is a little darker though)

Hannah 

Helen (her expression is dead on for 'I am not amused')

Mary (of course she doesn't dress like this but it captures her personality) 

And last but not least, Ben and Mallory.
They met once as little kids but they don't remember it now.
I picked this picture because it was the best one for Mallory and for Ben.
Good pictures of boys are hard to find in anime, all my others were to old looking.
I also liked the aspect of water because of Mallory's heritage. 

2/26/2014

Here's the next instalment of Second Generation Demigods.
Enjoy!

    Dinner at Camp Half-Blood was different than dinner at home. It was noisier, more crowded and the food tasted much better. Not that Annabeth was a bad cook; it was just that whoever did the cooking here was much better. Mallory sat at the Athena table with her half-siblings and watched for Hannah and Helen. She spotted them sitting at the head table with Ben, Mr. D, Chiron and some satyrs. Hannah spotted her and waved.
   When Mallory waved back Lucy caught her arm. “Who are you waving to?” she asked.
“A new camper.” Answered Mallory.
   Lucy nodded, “We keep getting more and more campers every year. Lots of Legacy’s too.”
They silenced as Chiron pounded a hoof on the stone floor.
   “We would like to welcome all our new campers today.” He said, causing a burst of cheering from the crowd. “We also welcome back our returning campers; we’re glad you survived the school year.”
   “School’s hard enough as it is!” shouted someone from the Hermes table.
Chiron chuckled. “I know you’re all hungry but Mr. D thinks we should go over the regular camp rules. Most of you know them but no doubt your memories could use refreshing.”
  Mr. D stood, “Yes, welcome back campers, blah, blah, blah. I’ll be glad when I’m rid of this miserable place. Anyway Chiron has deemed it fit that we should go over some general rules. The gods know you all need them.” He pointed a chubby finger at a few people in the crowd. “No purposely maiming or injuring other campers, no archery on the canoe lake, no boy/girl couples alone in the cabins. The usual stuff set in place to keep you all from dying. As usual curfew will be strictly enforced and any campers out past curfew run the risk of being eaten by the harpies. Any camper leaving the grounds without express permission from either Chiron or I, will be severely punished. Any cabin caught forcing new members through any sort if ‘initiation’ loses their desert for a month and is on KP for two weeks. And as always, go in the woods armed or unarmed at your own risk. Now, let’s all eat.” He sat down as Nymphs began passing around platters of food.
  Once everyone’s plates were full they sat down and Chiron stood one more time.
He raised his glass, “To the gods!” he shouted.
  The campers did the same. “To the gods!”
Mallory stood and got in line to sacrifice some of her food to the gods. It was customary. The gods liked the smell of the burnt offerings. And according to her parents, the food sacrificed here ended up at a shrine in the depths of Tarturus. That was kinda cool. 
    You were supposed to offer the best food, the juiciest meat, the ripest berries or the most buttery piece of bread. Once one of the Apollo campers only offered a moldy strawberry and kept the good food for himself. The god Apollo refused to let the sun set until it was put right and his son apologized. That story was used as an example when new campers asked what the point of the offerings was.
    Mallory watched to see if Hannah, Helen or maybe even Ben would be claimed. All children of the gods had to be claimed, that was the rule. Legacies were the exception, since they aren’t directly descended from the gods the gods weren’t oath bound to claim them, so most don’t get claimed. But instead they just announced their bloodline during the campfire.  Normal demigods who weren’t Legacies got claimed either at dinner or at the campfire.
    No glowing holographs appeared so it seemed like they were probably going to be claimed at the campfire.
   As if reading Mallory’s mind Lucy said, “I remember when I was claimed.”
  “Were you claimed at dinner or campfire?” asked Mallory.
“At the campfire, five years ago. I was twelve and totally scared but my half-siblings welcomed me right away.”
  Mallory nodded, most campers were welcoming to their new siblings. Although sometimes they were bullied or had to go through a secret, not allowed by camp rules, initiation. Ares campers had to win a few fights against their older siblings and other new campers. Hermes campers had to steal something. Most cabins didn’t have initiations since they were against camp rules.
    Cassandra’s mom had once told Mallory, Charles, Cassandra and Shawn about the old Aphrodite initiation that she had refused to do. New campers had to match up then break up a couple. If you didn’t do it, if you told, if you ever broke a rule or disobeyed orders from a senior camper then you were forced to wear the ‘shoes of shame’. The shoes of shame were white nurse’s shoes that, according to any Aphrodite camper Mallory had ever talked to, didn’t go with anything.
   They were still displayed in the cabin, bedazzled and glittered, not because they were used as punishment but as a reminder that Aphrodite takes ugly things and makes them beautiful.
  It had been Cassandra’s mom’s idea and it had been carried on by the following generation of campers.

2/24/2014

Here's the next instalment of Second Generation Demigods.
I'm building up to some excitment but I'm still in the introduction stage. If this was a book I'd probably still be in chapter 1 maybe chapter 2.

When Mallory knocked on the door of cabin ten her friend Cassandra opened the door, “Mallory!” she shrieked. “You’re here!” Cassandra tackled Mallory in a big hug. “Are you excited?” she asked.
  Mallory nodded, and then gestured to Helen. “Cassie, this is Helen. Helen this is Cassie.”
   “Hi.” Said Helen.
“Good to meet you,” said Cassandra, “Are you new?”
Helen nodded.
  “Just came in today.” Said Mallory, “Could she borrow some clothes?”
Cassandra nodded and studied Helen. “I have just the thing, come on in.”
  Helen looked around as they entered the cabin. “It’s super girly.” Said Helen, “Aren’t there boys in this cabin?” she asked.
  Cassandra nodded. “Yeah, but mostly us girls are in charge, and since the boys are also children of Aphrodite they don’t object much. They get blue sheets instead of pink and they’re good.” She started digging through a trunk at the end of one of the pink sheeted beds.  She emerged with a green tank top and a pair of stylish denim cut-offs. “These should fit you, go in the bathroom and try them on.”
  Helen smiled, “Thanks.” Then she headed for the bathroom.
Mallory plopped down on Cassandra’s bed. “It’s so good to see you again, Cassie.” She said.
 Cassandra sat down next to Mallory. “We are going to have so much fun this summer.” Cassandra said. “Your first whole summer here, no more cramming stuff into the weekends.”
  Mallory nodded. Cassandra was a year older than her but they had been best friends for a while. Their parents were friends and Cassandra’s family only lived a few hours away, closer than any of her other camp friends. “How’s Shawn?” Mallory asked. Shawn was Cassandra’s older brother he was fifteen, same as Charles.
  Cassandra wrinkled her nose, “Annoying as always. At least he’s staying in the Zeus cabin right now.”
  Shawn and Cassandra were Legacy’s just like Charles and Mallory only descended from Zeus and Aphrodite instead of Poseidon and Athena.
  Helen came out of the bathroom, her hair was still a curly mess and she was dirty but she looked tons better with the new clothes. “Do I look okay?” she asked.
  Cassandra rushed over, “You look great!” she exclaimed, “Well besides needing a comb and a shower.” She studied the fit of the clothing a little closer, “In fact, these look better on you than they do on me. The shorts were getting a little too small in the hips since I’m so fat.”
  Helen looked confused. “But—“ she started.
  “You’re not fat, Cassie.” Mallory interrupted, “You’re curvy.”
 “That’s just a sorta nice way to say fat.” Cassandra sighed, “Helen you can keep those” she said.
“Really? Thanks.” Said Helen. “Um, I’m going to run and take a quick shower now.”
 “Do you remember where they are?” Mallory asked.
 Helen nodded.
“Okay then, see you at dinner.” Said Mallory.
  After Helen left Cassandra flopped back down on her bed. “Okay now Mallory, give it to me straight. I am fat, aren’t I?”
  Mallory groaned, “No Cassie, for like the millionth time you are not fat! I’d love to have your shape. I’m just a stick.”
  “Yeah you are a stick.” Said Cassandra.
“Hey! You say that like it’s a bad thing.”
  “Nuh uh, I did not.” Cassandra sat up and peered out the window. “Enough body talk, let’s talk about boys.” She rolled over onto her stomach and looked up at Mallory. “Do you think Charles likes me?”
  Mallory slapped her palm to her forehead; Cassandra had liked Mallory’s older brother for years. “I don’t think so. Anyway he’s older than you.”
  “Only by two years, that’s not that much.” Cassandra protested.
“It would be weird if you dated my brother.”
  “I wouldn’t mind if you dated mine.” Cassandra pointed out.
“Ewww!” both girls shrieked at once.
      They stopped laughing as other kids from Aphrodite started coming inside.
“Dinner’s in ten.” Dylan, the snotty head counselor informed everyone.
  Cassandra rolled her eyes, “I have a watch dude.” She muttered. “He’s like our personal clock that we don’t need.” She turned to Mallory. “I have to get ready for dinner, see you later?”
 Mallory nodded, she had no desire to sit in here while the Aphrodite kids ‘freshened-up’ for dinner.
   She hopped off the bed and headed out.
 She picked a bench in the middle of the commons and just watched the commotion of the camp for a little bit.

2/21/2014

I've been a little distracted lately *sigh* but here's the next instalment of Second Generation Demigods. They keep getting longer, lol. The instalment before this one was 700 something words and this one is 900 something.

  “Stay here.” Mallory told Helen and Hannah, “I’ll be right back.” She ran after Ben and quickly caught up to him. “Why are you so upset?” she asked, “There’s nothing wrong with Hades.”
  “Hades is fine.” Ben said. “It’s my dad that I’m mad at.”
“Why?”
  “He doesn’t care about me. He just brought me here so he wouldn’t have to deal with me.”
Mallory frowned, how was she supposed to respond to that?
    “Why would he bring me here when he didn’t even stay here as a kid?” Ben asked.
“Maybe because he loves you and wants you to be safe? I know that’s why every demigod is here: someone loves them and wants them to be safe.”
  Ben walked a little faster as they neared cabin thirteen. “I doubt it. Now leave me alone.” He seemed eager to get inside and hide away.
  “Wait!”
Ben paused with his hand on the doorknob. “What?”
  “You’ll be sharing the cabin.” Mallory blurted.
“What?” Ben seemed dumbfounded. “Yeah, right.”
  “I’m not lying.” Protested Mallory. “There is another Hades camper, her name is Mary and she’s not very nice.”
  “Uh huh.” Ben was just about to open the cabin door when it opened from the inside revealing a tall girl with inky hair and pale skin. “She’s not lying.” The girl said with a smirk. “This is my cabin, little boy, are you sure you belong here?”
  Mallory was about to tell Mary to buzz off but then Ben met Mary’s glare and said, “As far as my dad is concerned I belong here, so it looks like you’ll have to share your cabin.”
   Mary arched an eyebrow, most younger campers didn’t stand up to her. “Just remember who’s in charge around here.” She said as she walked outside and headed off toward the woods, “Not all older campers are as accommodating as I am.”
   “Great, you’ve made her mad.” Said Mallory. “That’s going to be the death of you.”
“Thanks for showing me around but I don’t need you to defend me.” Said Ben as he stepped over the threshold into the cabin. Mallory stood there bewildered by his rudeness as he shut the door in her face.
   “So polite.” She muttered as she walked back to Hannah and Helen.
“Where’s Ben?” Helen asked.
  “Um, he’s all settled in to his cabin.” Said Mallory.
“Are we going to get some fresh clothes and a shower?” asked Hannah, “Because I’ve walked a long way to get here and I’m feeling nasty.”
   Mallory nodded, “After the tour I’ll try and find some clothes for you guys and then you can take a shower. Most first time campers don’t arrive with clothes and stuff since they get chased by monsters the whole way here and don’t get to pack. Some of the older campers will have stuff that you can borrow.” She looked over the girls. Hannah was stick thin and was probably about the same size as herself but there was no way that anything of hers would fit Helen. It wasn’t that Helen was fat, she just had more shape than either Hannah or Mallory.
  “I probably have something that will fit you.” Mallory told Hannah. “But we’ll have to look around for something for you.” She told Helen.
  “If first year campers don’t have a lot of stuff how come you have clothes to share?” Hannah asked, “I mean, you don’t look older than us.”
    Mallory nodded, “Yeah, I’m twelve and this is my first year. But campers with demigod parents know all about camp and can be prepared to go when it’s time.” She smiled, “Now come with me and I’ll get you guys some clothes.” Mallory lead the way to the Athena cabin where her clothes and things had already been dropped off by her parents.  On the way she explained about the different gods and cabins. “Each cabin is suited to the god or goddess it was made for.  Poseidon’s cabin is sea-like, Demeter’s has vines growing up the sides and a glass roof like a greenhouse. Apollo’s cabin is gold and reflects the sun and Aphrodite’s cabin is basically a frilly pink dollhouse. Not that there’s anything wrong with that.” She added.
      They stopped in front of a sandstone building. “This is cabin six, Athena. We have so many books, maps and battle plans that we hardly have room for bunks.” Mallory opened the door and led the girls inside. Mallory found her bag on one of the top bunks, quickly she riffled through for a pair of jeans and a shirt for Hannah. “These will do for now. You’ll have to make do until you can get some more clothes.” She said as she handed them to Hannah.
   “What about me?” Helen asked.
“We’re going to go talk to my friend Cassandra.” Said Mallory with a grin. “There are always clothes in the Aphrodite cabin.”
   As they walked down the row of cabins Mallory pointed out the bathrooms to Hannah, “All cabins have certain shower schedules but campers who have just arrived are allowed to take a shower no matter whose cabin has the current slot. So you can go ahead and take one, just hurry because there’s only 45 minutes until dinner.”
  “Okay, but where is dinner?” Hannah asked.
Mallory pointed toward the dining pavilion, “It’s over there in that pavilion, just follow the masses of campers when you hear the horn.”
  Hannah smiled, “Thanks!” she ran toward the showers.
“And then there were two.” Said Helen.
  Mallory laughed, “Come on, if we hurry you can take a shower before dinner too.”