The Sea God's Daughter

Bethany Krisner would have never believed that she was the daughter of a powerful Greek god. That is, until one day, when the strangest thing happened to her. She is taken to Camp Half-Blood, but will she fit in? (Before the book "The Lost Hero" by Rick Riordan)


7. Finding a Weapon


Chapter Seven:

Finding a Weapon


        I woke to the sound of people bustling about, getting ready for the day. I sat up in bed and rubbed my eyes, yawning. I looked around lazily.

        "Where am I?" I muttered, and memories from the day before came flooding back. I groaned and let myself flop back onto the bed.

        "Rise and shine, Bethany!" Annabeth called out from the entrance of the cabin. I sleepily sat up and dangled my legs over the side of the bed.

        "Alright, alright," I yawned again. I hopped off the bed and changed quickly into a sea-blue t-shirt, a tan pair of shorts, and some sneakers. "What are we doing today?" I questioned Annabeth once I was ready.

        "Well, first, you need a weapon," she stated as she led me away from my cabin. We walked towards the training area, where a numerous assortment of weapons were stored. Annabeth guided me over to the first set of weapons, bows. I examined them all carefully, picking each one up to test the weight and the feel of it.

         "Why don't you trying shooting one," Annabeth suggested. I nodded, and lifted up a cedar wood bow. I knocked an arrow, with difficultly, and shakily aimed towards a practice dummy. I pulled back slowly, and let the arrow fly. I watched as the arrow flew straight. Well, straight at one of the campers. Luckily, the camper had just enough time to duck.

          I winced and shouted out apologies at the poor camper, who had moved out of my range. "I don't think that giving me a bow would be such a good idea." I said sheepishly. Annabeth seemed to agree, because she quickly returned the bow to it's place on a rack. Next, Annabeth led me towards the other long-range weapons, like spears, throwing daggers, and tridents.

          The tridents would have seemed to be the better option, since I was the daughter of Poseidon and all, but they didn't seem to be the weapon I was looking for, so I skipped them entirely. I hefted a spear, which felt strange and unfamiliar in my hands. Annabeth eyed it warily.

          "You should try using it, but this time, let's move to where you can't hurt anyone," she told me. I nodded in agreement, and she led me to an area where there weren't any campers. "Go ahead," Annabeth said, gesturing for me to try it out. I took a deep breath, and threw the spear with all of my strength.

           The spear whistled through the air and landed with a thud into the ground, about two feet from the target. I retrieved the spear and put it back on the rack. Annabeth handed me a throwing dagger next. I grasped it in my hand, and hurled it at the dummy. The dagger just bounced harmlessly off of it.

           "I, uh, don't think that a dagger is the right weapon for me." I concluded. Annabeth simply nodded and pulled me over to where the swords were. I observed each and every sword until I got to a dangerous-looking short-sword. The sword had a chestnut brown colored hilt and a bronze colored blade. It wasn't too long in length, neither was it too short. I pointed towards it and asked, "What kind of metal is that?"

            "That is celestial bronze, it can harm monsters but not mortals," Annabeth informed me. "This is a popular metal among demigods."  I tested out the short-sword to find that it fit my grip perfectly. I contently examined the blade once more before reaching my decision.

            "This is the weapon for me."




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