3. The Bridge-3
'Yeah, that's the girl. How much do you reckon they will pay?" I smirked discreetly as they tried to close in on me. I lost Luke and Thalia in an abandoned warehouse. Can't have them know, not now, not ever. As one of the men launched at me, I let me dagger slide down the sleeve of my shirt and neatly into my palm. I dodged his attack and used the hilt of my dagger to hit the back of his neck. I watched in satisfaction as he slumped onto the grass, I took the wooden stick and cast a disillusionment charm on myself and snapped it in half. I checked I wasn't visible and picked up my shrunken pack and put it in my pocket. I ran and threw a throwing knife at the other man. I knew it. They where after me, the want my blood. My powers. Everything. But I wasn't going to let them take it. Never.
I looked at the sign at the airport. Yeah, airport. Don't know how I got on the plane, but I am now in New York. A change of scenery would be nice... and maybe the snatchers would've lost my scent when I was on the plane. I looked on the tourist map and looked at Long Island. Looks like a nice place to visit, oh, and a strawberry farm? Maybe they can beleive a poor and innocent girl looking for some food, maybe and hopefully.
"Ah!" I ducked and swipped my dagger under head, trying to get her neck. I used my small and fragile frame to feint to the side, I distracted her long enough to stab her in the side with my bronze dagger. I listened to her scream of pain before she turned to golden monster dust. The symbol of a rose came from the pile of dust and lead me down the abandoned road. I knew it was my mother, I was determined to follow it. The light looked warm and welcoming as I approached it, it was time for a new start, a new life.
~Welcome to Camp Half Blood~