Chapter Seven: I Really Hate Birds

''' Chapter 7 '''

''' I Really Hate Birds '''

Ok so our boat was being attacked, again. Cant a group of super powerful, children of the gods go anywhere without being attacked? I guess not.

Chiron and I raced to the front of the ship. A whole flock of birds were attacking my friends.

“The Stymphalian Birds!” Chiron said, “This is not good.”

I drew Felonious and charged in to help my friends. I was able to kill a few, but there were hundreds of them. I only lasted this long, because of the curse of Achilles that was on me.

“Music!” Chiron yelled, “Loud noise, that’s what we need!”

As if on cue, a loud guitar rang across the boat. It was as if a sonic boom had just erupted. I looked at the source of the noise and saw a kid, I think his name was Brian, he was a son of Apollo. He was holding a guitar, with a sharpened tip. After he played a few more notes, he notched some arrows in the guitar strings and fired them. The arrows hit the birds; he then threw his guitar at a bird like a spear. So Brian was taking on the birds with a guitar that functioned as a guitar, spear, and bow. I picked Felonious up once again and charged into battle. Aided by Brian’s guitar, we were able to route the Stymphalian Birds. When the last one was hit by an arrow, they all turned to dust leaving only one behind. I picked it up and threw it to Brian.

<p style="text-indent: 0.5in; margin: 0in 0in 10pt"><span style="line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Tahoma', 'sans-serif'; font-size: 20pt">“It’s yours,” I said, the crew cheered.

Chapter Eight: We Gamble At The Casino Of Doom