Twins of the Sea

Chapter 4 Joe

So, I followed the trident and it lead me to a museum. It then showed me a picture of my twin. "Please be a brother, please be a brother, please be a brother. What?" I saw a blonde girl with crystal blue eyes. She was supposed to be my twin? My sister? Wow that sounds so wired!

So back to the present. . .
A hellhound ran through the museum like a rampaging rhino. Exhibits were destroyed people were thrown aside. Even though the Mist kept them from seeing that. They probably saw a gust of wind.

The girl let go of my arm. Her hand was so cold. The second she touched me I felt the warmth around me turn to ice. "What is that thing?" She looked terrified. I couldn't blame her. The thing was huge. It was completely black and its red eyes seemed to take your soul. Only that wasn't its job.

"A hellhound. You love gotta get out of here." I looked at her. She wasn't going to leave.

"And what, leave you here to die?" The air around me seemed to get colder.

"Just go!" I yelled at her. She began to back away slowly. I pulled out my sword. "I hope this works."

I lunged at the hound. It simply moved out of the way. I threw my sword at it. I only succeeded at cutting its paw. My sword flew over to the girl. She snatched it from the air and looked at it as if to say, 'Is this a real sword?' Yes you idiot it is!

"Did you just call me an idiot?" She demanded.

"What, no." I said. Oh, yeah. She can read my mind. Kind of a twin thing or children of the sea thing I guess. She ran behind the hellhound. I ran to the front of it.

"Hey, ugly!" I yelled at it. It looked at me. "Yeah you! Why did the chicken cross the road?" The girl just looked at me funny. "To run from the hellhound!" Yeah, I suck at jokes. You don't have to tell me.

The girl jumped onto the hellhound a back and stabbed it. It turned into dust and she fell on the ground. "Ow." She said. I offered my hand. She took it.

"Here's your. . . Sword." Her hand was warm. "By the way, you suck at jokes."

"Yeah I know." I took my sword. "What's your name?"

"Clara. Clara Clarkson." She said. "And yours?"

"Joe. I don't have a last name." I said.

"Nice to meet you, Joe I don't have a last name. So, what are you?" She looked at me funny. I could tell she was trying to determine if I was a threat.

"I'm a demigod." I said. Son of Neptune, and your . . . Twin brother."

"Say what, now?" Clara tilted her head. Her eyes grew big. "Are you saying, Your my twin?"

"Yes." I said. "Dad sent me to find you."

"We don't even look alike!" Clara said. "Well, not all twins look alike. I don't even have a brother!"

"I didn't have a sister!" I shouted back. "Look Clara, everything will make sense soon. But right now we have to leave."

"What?" She was obviously very confused. "I can't! My mother will freak if I left with someone other than my teacher."

"Yo, Johnson!" I yelled. "I need some help in here!"

"What are. . ." She looked over my shoulder. Mr. Johnson was coming this way. "You know him?"

"Of corse I know him!" I said. "He's my camp counselor! Duh!"

"Joe, is it time already?" He looked at Clara. I nodded. "Clara, time to go."

"Now will you listen?" I turned to Clara.

"I-I guess so." Clara quickly turned. "Riley, I have to go."