Chapter 3:

Chapter 3 The jungle sword

The Son of Apollo 2: Pyro's legacy


I run to the forest I found Aerial follow the same stupid map Zeus gave us two weeks ago if you can remember. I run to that forest because I can practice whatever I want there. I bring Tempest and Pyro. The reason I don’t bring Aerial here is because his mother, older brother and younger brother died here, which is all my fault (read the first book then you’ll understand or if you read it already then skip this bracket). I start from using the bow dad gave me. It’s just a normal bow not bursting into flames or anything like when I first used it. So I try to use my flame fist but nope nothing. How about my flame body? Nope, not working either. Lastly, I try to do something I’ll regret forever, which is meditating. Nope, nothing seems to be working. When I’m going to quit and train my pets to use their elemental powers I hear a humming sound. The sound came from the heart of the jungle where I found Aerial. “Tempest get Pyro out of here I think something is up” I say to Tempest “And call Bill I think I need a backup” Tempest just barks and holds Pyro in his mouth then run away leaving me alone in the middle of the jungle. Suddenly my bow started to glow then it burst into flames. “Oh great, now you are activating your powers” I say and walk into the jungle with a flame bow. When I reach the heart of the jungle, the bodies of Aerial’s family aren't there. The bodies are replaced by a rusted wood sword which may once be beautiful but now it’s just a piece of wood placed on a stage. I draw my bow and ready for any kind of attack. Suddenly, there’s a sound coming out of a tree. “Hello, traveler” I was expecting something to attack but I’m not expecting a speaking tree. “I’m the protector of the jungle sword” It continues “The blood of a mythical beast was sacrificed here so the jungle sword appeared waiting for a hero to claim it” I’m totally stunt, I don’t know a sword could do that and the mythical beast that was sacrificed was my friend. “I do not have the privilege to claim it because the sword appeared from the mythical beast I failed to protect” I answer the tree. “Very well, but it seems like the sword has chosen you to wield it” the tree replied “It has waited since it was created for 10,000 of years” “Okay so umm..I have to take it?” I ask “You have to pull it from the rock first then you can make it new by focusing” the tree answers “Okay then, there’s nothing to lose here” I say then walk to the sword and grab the handle then I pull as hard as I can. Finally the sword is pulled after 10,000 years. I focus on the picture of a new bright, sharp and beautiful sword when I open my eyes. What I’m holding is not a piece of wood anymore, it’s a beautiful oak wood sword that looks sharp and new. So I tested its ability by using it to slash the air and when I pointed the sword to anything, vines would come out of the sword and wrap the thing I’m pointing at. I call it the VINES WRATH. Then Bill comes after ten seconds. He tells me that his dad gave him a pair of flying shoes on the way here, so he wasted a lot of time testing the shoe.