Running Is Hard\\Shawn

[Johnothan Harber]

John was running. Not running for fun, not running for health. He was running for his life. Guess what he was running from. If you guessed unknown dead creatures that flew in the air well you guessed correctly. He was just casually walking on the border of camp when he saw something shiny. Being the person he was John went over to the bush to check out the shinyness. When he grabbed the shiny thing it grunted. John jumped back and hit a tree trunk. A thing walked from the bush and spreaded it's long black ugly wings. John being smart ran oposite of the camp. "Ahhhh!" He yelled hoping someone heard. He didn't even decide to use his powers and try to lull the beast to sleap but he was to busy running.

He was losing his breath when the path he was running on broke into an unknown fork. Stopping only a brief moment he took the right one hoping to stall so he could catch his breath. He took left into a patch of bushes. Laying down on the folly he breathed in and out, in and out, in and... He heard a snap, then a loud roar. John covered his mouth, smearing his lip gloss over his cheek. He so wanted to swear out loud but too afraid of the creature in front of him. The thing flew right past him going down the road he would have went down if he continued straight. Crawling to the end of the folly he stood up straight and continued but this time backwards, back towards the camp.

As he was running he kind of wished he was a Poseidon kid. He really wanted some water but had no way on getting it. He came to the end of a road when he finnally admited he was lost. The thing completely made him lose track. He didn't know where he was, how far the camp was from his position, and most definatly didn't know how far the creature was from him. He had no clue on what to do. He was sweating deeply and was exhausted. He didn't get enough sleap the night before only about 9 hours. He yawned. Then his brain began to burn. He wasn't the one to think but the idea that consumed his being was really great. The only problem was he wasn't sure it would work.

He ran into some more bushes and laid against a tree. With slow deep breaths he let himself fall asleep. Yes his plan was to fall asleep, enter someone's dream, and make them find him. He went into a state of blackness then with a rush he was in a dream. The setting was off to him he really didn't care he was just set on finding the person dreaming and get help. He ran over to a table where a buch of people were standing. He sensed that he was going to have to talk to the one talking. He walked over to him and pulled him over to the side. He told the guy everything. From what happend to what was hapening. He told him to wake up now and go look for him or if he'd die he would haunt all his dreams.

[Shawn knight]

Love me, hate me. Either way you're thinking about me!

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Another day in paradise. That's what Shawn thought ironically regarding his arrival at the demigods camp and how things went on so far. Of course he had meet some interesting people but since everything is a double edged sword , Shawn also meet people he would kill right where they stand if they keep up the annoying attitude toward him.In the end why would he put up with them?? For them Shawn had only two options, perhaps three but the last one wasn't up to him. Either he would ignore them or kill them.

With all that had been going on Shawn really needed to sink in something to bring comfort , warm and relaxation. In his mind , that meant sleeping and obviously dreaming. He may not have control over what he was dreaming but he knew for sure that it was gonna be one to remember and just do the trick in order for Shawn to lose the tension. As soon as that idea popped his mind , Shawn made a dash for his cabin and once there, he jumped in his bed without even changing his clothes.

Few moments latter , once his ocean blue eyes were closed ,Shawn fall asleep and the party began. Literally. It was a memory of his own. A party he attended when he was sixteen years old and his team just won the city championship and he also had been awarded with the title of captain. He long desired for it and work his ass off insanely for the past three years, actually since he first put his feet on a ball. The party was held inside the high school's main building in a room usually used for conferences to the local tv and news paper. It was about three quarters in size from the football field they played on and won the cup therefore lots of tables were set , as well as stereo to wake up anyone within one mile radius.

Shawn , along with his team mates , was on the table placed nearest the center of the room and obviously he was like an eagle , his blue eyes scouting for possible pray. Didn't took long for him to find one and he was about to get up and walk toward her when someone interrupted him saying things hard for him to understand, Perhaps he had one to many drinks but the boy in front of him wasn't exactly what he would thing of party type yet there he was. His babbling made Shawn angry and replied "dude get off me." before pushing him to the side and return his attention toward the girl he laid eyes on.

The dark suit he had on was looking great , his sparkling shoes also therefore all in all he was looking smashing, just like the foxy brunette standing ten meters away from him. Her dark brown hair was changed from what he knew normally. Styled into curls slightly falling down her back , her hair was incredibly well mixed with the dress she had one. One to make all the guys turn their eyes on her the instance she gets into their sight.The dark molded dress was revealing her curbed and well sized shapes from the chest to her back and legs. All in all she was one sexy chick and Shawn was the one to take her for the night , at least.

His lazy steps suddenly frozen as the words spoken by that boy earlier rang in his mind. Letting aside the shock of having himself stopped in the middle of his walk , Shawn rerun the words inside his mind and knew something wasn't right. Shortly after , flashes of reality run through his mind and realized he was dreaming and, he wasn't alone. Someone else entered his dream and send him a message, a help notification. Pinching himself Shawn pulled himself out of the dream and came back to reality cursing that guy. Still he needed Shawn's help and regardless of having no clue who he was nor where he was Shawn was going to provide that help only to break his jaw for interrupting the dream.

Getting back on his feet, Shawn looked around briefly before making a dash toward the door. Since he didn't had weapons of his own Shawn thought to borrow, again, some from archery and blacksmith and after ten minutes he was leaving the camp with a sword , bow and a quiver filled with arrows. Looking around , Shawn hopped for a sign that would lead him toward the boy in danger but non showed for the next five minutes. In the following second , a weird shade crossed his eyesight and Shawn followed it.

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I'm not better or worst. Just different!

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tag:johnothan
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song:Hey, soul
mood:good
note: that was nice good thinking with the dream not lets hope they run into each other lol

[Johnothan Harber]

John was heated. For one he risked his life to fall asleep and find someone to come save his ass. Two, the guy he found was being SO stuborn and just walked away ignoring him. With a stomp of his feet he was about to raise living hell in this mother f*****'s dream if he didn't turn around or somehow do something to help save his life. Of course like his most amazing father he could waltz into anyone's dreams and munipulate them to his will, but it left him more tired and made him sleep even longer. Then the guy started to stumble around like some drunk kid. "Oh" He thought out loud. No wonder the boy was acting funny. He was obviously drunk. Then he kind on turned around with a note of relization. With a slight tug he allowed himself awake just befor the boy did.

He sat there waiting and watching for the big ugly flying thingy as it paced around in circles looking for his prey. All John could do was sit and wait. Just when his head began to nod he totally relized he was a gonner. He relized all the struggles and the fame and the fortune was all going to go down his big drain. "For the love of the gods." He yelled out. He wasn't really going to go out with out a fight. He wasn't the type of person to fight unless nescisary. Was he the type who knew how to defend themselves like an Athena kid? No. He really couldn't. So his stupid plan that proboly wouldn't work was to lull the beast to sleap and somehow make it back to camp. This might seem totally impossible but if he wanted to survive he had to try something.

He left the folladge and waved his arms at the big bird looking thing and shouted. "Hey scally. Come and Play-y-ay!!" He turned around as if he were going to rn but stopped short and ducked. The bird thingy flew right over him back into the air. Little did it know he secretly touched the bird and created a signal. This signal was used for him to create the sleap spell. He went into complete concentration and hummed lightly to expell all other sound. He tried to zone out the loud screch of the beast. He then tryed to control the thing a little. Try to make it crash and die. Maybe just run into a tree and get knocked unconciouse for him to slip back into camp. Better yet ETERNAL SLUMBER!

He concentrated and just beleived he could make the thing go to sleep. Then he fealt a rip from his scalp. He lifted his hand to notice one of his prised extensions were just ripped from his being. He yelled out loud. "If theres one lesson you need to learn before I die tonight is that you NEVER mess with a womans WEAVE!" He yelled even louder. Even though he wasn't a woman it still sounded better. Then normal. He then saw the thing reverse in his track and lock on with John. "Someone help! PLEASE!" He yelled as he ducked again.