A Hero Was Born: Chapter Four

The smokey form, Wake realized, was a god. He had studied them in History. But Wake was more intent on saving his mother rather than figuring-out whch god this guy was. The smokey form slowly turned human, but Wake ran for cover. He felt hopeles. There was nothing he could do. Suprisingly, Wake seemed to be a very good runner; he'd already made into the highway, which was 1.5 miles away. The smokey form followed him.

"Demigod, stop resisting. I do no wish to kill another." Wake then realized the horrible truth: the manhad killed his mother. His mind was blank, and everything went black. He fell into subconsiousness.

Wake awoke. The smokey form was gone, and it was already night. Wake reacher for his sword, but it wasn't there. He was alone and completely defensless. ''I hate rain. ''Wake was now defenseless - anything could happen to him at this very moment. But he was more mad than frightened. His mother had just been killed - and it was his own dad's fault. Wake felt as if a volcano had erupted inside of him, and he curse at the sky. He trodded his way down the road. He stumbled across a sign. Welcome to North Dakota! Wake ventured forward.

The morning hours came by slowly. Wake felt depressed and lonely, but pressed on. For all his life he had been living in peace and quiet with his mother. Now, all that was taken away - by his own dad. Wake cursed some more. He reached a local town. He passed right though it. As he did, dozens of kids in orange shirts eyed him. Wake looked back, and sure enough, twelve kids from the town were following him.

"Excuse me." Wake was so startled him tripped and fell. A few kids chuckled. The man who spoe to him said again,

"Wake, son of Zues, welcome to Camp Demigod."