Magnus The 13th Olympian

• Lucian Ruberto, Grade 4
• Short Story
• 2016

Hi, my name is Magnus. I am 12 years old, and I am a God
So, I was on a plane to New York, just sitting there in row K Seat 4, watching a movie minding my own bees wax, until…. a boy about 16-17 comes up to me looking intense. He was wearing a light blue t-shirt with wave on it, a black leather jacket and brown skinny jeans.
"Magnus Riordan?” he said in a light and happy tone.
“How do you know my name?” I replied cautiously.
“Prophecies,” he said.
"What..why are you talking to me?” I inquired.
“Well, I don't know how to put this, but you're a Demi-God, you need to come with me to ‘The Demigod camp’ it’s the only place you will be safe,” he said casually.
“Demi what, what?” I said in a confused tone, “are you saying I'm in danger??
He nodded calmly.
"Well, if I am so in danger, then why haven't I been attacked or hurt?” I continued.
“I don't know, but you have to trust me, my name is Matthew,” he said losing his cool and becoming slightly desperate.
“WHY DEMI GOD CAMP?” I thought. “Why not a cool name like Camp Half-God?”
He smiled the weirdest smile, then there was a flash and we were no longer on a plane. We were walking through huge iron gates into a camp that was lit up like a warm summer afternoon. Whilst progressing through the camp, I started to see cabins. In particular, one cabin had golden double doors with lightning bolts for handles. Above each cabin was a holographic symbol, there was a flaming hammer, lightning bolts, flowers, doves, and eight other symbols above eight other cabins.
Suddenly, a loud crash shook the ground of the camp. I ran nervously into the forest to the far right of the camp, and then I felt relaxed. Strangely the forest has always been the only place I can relax. As I was leaning on a tree something grew heavy in my left pocket, I put my hand into my pocket and I felt a… a leaf, but not any leaf it was made of steel. Nervously I took it out, it was a perfect leaf except for a gold coin sized cutaway.
Something else grew heavy in my pocket, I put my left hand in and took it out, sitting in the middle of my hand was shiny golden coin the exact size that fit in my leaf.
Very nervously, I placed the coin in the leaf. Immediately the leaf shot out into a golden broadsword, it was perfect. Nervously I ran out with my sword, I saw a mechanical horse restrained by two campers, I slashed at it with full force and with one blow, it disintegrated.
The campers turned around and announced, "You are the prophecy.”
I fell down dazed, exhausted and utterly confused.