The Olympian League: Origins: Chapter 5

This is Chapter Five of The Olympian League: Origins. This is the chapter for JT Ronaldson, and how he became one of the Olympian League. Without Further Ado,

The Human Snake
I ran through the forest. The demititan whose arm I lopped off roared behind me, chasing at top speed. I turned.

Son of a... I thought as 12 shuriken impaled themselves in the tree next to me. I groaned as he jumped at me, his arm reforming. He drew a scythe, wielding it expertly, and, using my executioner's sword, I barely blocked. I took out a scroll, unrolled it, and wrote Δρακοθεού on it in blood from one of my many cuts. The Greek symbols for "Dragon God". He kicked at me, but I dodged and took out a clay snake. I shattered it on the scroll, as an offering for the new Snake King, Artus. The blood and shattered pottery were absorbed into the scroll as a giant snake shot from it, devouring the demititan, but throwing me down to the ground. I felt several bones shatter, and I spit up blood.

If only Hope was here. She was much more calm and cool in fights, and much more expierienced. She'd even founded her own team! Ugh, JT hated his life right now. Where could he go now, nearly paralyzed and greatly drained of energy.

Then he heard crunching of leaves. He perked up, fleeting hope panging through him. He saw a man with yellow hair and eyes prowling through the woods. Then he saw me, just as I blacked out. 3 hours later… I groaned, sitting up.

Where am I? I thought, as the golden-haired man walked back. A guy my age, with straw-blond hair and green eyes walked with him, a person I instantly recognized as my cousin Jack.

"Jack! Banana Man! Where am I?" I protested.

"Banana Man--" the gold guy began, but Jack cut him off.

"Josh, relax. He's always been quick-thinking and insensitive, since the very day I met him at age 6." Jack said.

Josh turned to me. "Okay, Freckle-Face…" he began. "…You are in the Olympian League base. We're gonna enroll you. You look a little old for a young Olympian League team, but maybe an academy teacher--got any special skills?"

"Uhh...I'm really smart, does that count?" I said.

"Hmm..." Jack said.