On the road to nowhere ((Open))

Isaac spat on the floor. You can't really blame him, I suppose. You'd be annoyed if you'd been picked up from school by some randomer and dumped on a road with no directions, no signs, no food and no clue whatsoever what in the name of the Gods he was doing. He began to walk along the road towards a grove at the end of the road. He grumbled to himself about how he wasn't sure what to do. As he walked, ravens circled overhead. He heard wolves howling in the distance. The path was beginning to go uphill, and Isaac realised that he was on his way up the side of a Mountain.

He arrived at a Cave, which seemed to lead into a network of tunnels inside the Mountain. He marvelled at the workmanship of it. It seemed so beautiful, or rather it would have if Crows weren't circling it and he hadn't just had to walk up a Mountain to get to it after being thrown out of a Car. At least it hadn't been moving. Another teenager was stood near the Entrance, and so Isaac walked over and asked, "Excuse me, but... Well, where the hell am I?" It was a bit of a British thing to say, but it was his sentiments put into words.

Kyrahn was wandering around a cave, that she had not been in before. She walked down a path, that lead to a beach. "Oh my gods. This place is gorgeous!" The beach area had made her think of home. She used to live near a beach, along with her friend, and fellow demi-god, Kyle. She walked down to the edge of the beach, where the water would meet it. She took off her teal flip-flops, and simply stepped into the water.

Kyrahn had heard a voice coming from behind her, saying "Excuse me, but...Well, where the hell am I?" Kyrahn turned around, her hair wiping around her face as she turned. Wiping her hair out of her face, with her arm that had gauze all over. "Em... you might be at a beach. That is what it looks like to me," she said, with her proud Irish accent staying strong.

The Girl seemed about a year younger then Isaac, brown hair, blue eyes. Her reply to his question was, "Em... you might be at a beach. That is what it looks like to me," She had an Irish accent. He sighed. "Let me rephrase that. What am I doing at this Beach? All I kow is some bloke took me from school, dumped me at the bottom of this road and I walked up here. Any pointers?" He wondered how she could get around that. He wouldn't be able to, that was for sure. "More importantly, who are you?" He added onto the end.

The boy asked who Kyrahn was. "I'm Kyrahn Clarke" she said. She walked over to him. "And you are?" She tilted her head a very little bit, and lifted an eyebrow. "Where are you from, your accent sounds, British...?" she asked, trying to make small talk. Ky never really liked the quiet, she thought that it was just, too weird. She had grown up in a loud Irish family. Everyone talking until the wee hours of the morning, so she never really got any quietness in her life, so it was just weird. Although, she was the quietest one of her whole entire family. She talked, but only when she needed to.

Isaac nodded and said, "Yes, I was born in a small English village called Cronton." Once he had said that, some sort of Holgram of a man appeared. He had a powerful sensation around him, so Isaac assumed that it was a God. As usual, he was correct. The God spoke, "Kyrahn Clarke, my daughter, daughter of Belenus, I give you these." Belenus (presumably) handed her some Leathery-looking armour and a Silver object the looed like a whip handle. The God spoke again, "The whip is charged by light and only appears when you want it to." Isaac grinned at the God who then disappeared in a flash of Light.

The older Demigod then said, "So that's what we're doing here then. We're children of the Celtic Gods." He was torn between wanting to randomly start dancing and wanting to throw up. Both because of excitement, of course. "Celtic Gods. Wow. Nice one there, by the way. Belenus. I wonder what kind of stuff you can do." He wondered who his Father was. He was sure that, whoever it was, would show himself soon.