I look at the fuzzy image of my father with surprise, I'm probably about to die in a rundown church (in the middle of where ever the hell we are) by the hands of vampire-donkey-robot-cheerleaders and he asks if I want a haiku? Smooth move daddy dearest.

    "You know instead of that maybe you could give me some divine advice, or perhaps a good old godly smiting?" Yeah a godly smiting would be real good right about now. Apollo barely, just barely looks offended, then gives off a radiant smile.

      "Trust me kid you'll love these." I give him a blank face to which he ignores. (of course) Then loudly clears his throat and begins to speak (apparently oblivious to the raging empousai trying to break the doors down.)

"Oh daughter of mine
What a pickle you are in
Oh too bad so sad"

Holy Hades is this what Percy meant about the poetry? This is just pathetic! (Still not quite as bad as when the Ares cabin started playing death metal in the middle of night, I mean they were totally out of sync! But this is a close second.) I try to interrupt him but he continues before I can.

"The church you are in
Is really rocking my mind
I love the design."

He tries to continue but I finally manage to cut him off.

"Hey dad, not that I don't love your haiku's, and it is great to meet you.... Is there a point to all this since if haven't notice I'm in a bit of a pickle." I do air quotes at the word pickle.
Apollo just smiles brighter (any brighter and I'll have to start wearing shades).

"Trust me you'll really want to hear this last one." He clears his throat.
"Look around you kid
There's gotta be a weapon
You are my kid right?"

With that he winks and the rainbow spectrum vanishes from existence. I groan in frustration. First time I meet him and he gives crummy haiku's, great impression old man! But the last one...
Look around you kid
There's gotta be a weapon
You are my kid right?
So for some reason there just happens to be a weapon capable of taking out empousai in here.... Yeah that makes sense. The last line was you are my kid right? So maybe there's something here that Apollo kids are good at? I look around for something like that, but what? Apollo kids main offensive skill is archery but there don't seem to be any arrows in this church. The only other main skills children of my dad have are healing and..... Music.
I face-palm, gods, how could I have been so stupid!? I frantically look around to see if there is anything that I could use and I see it. Leaning against a molding podium is a small lyre that seems to be made out of intricately crafted bronze. (P.s just to let you know a lyre is like a small U-shaped harp) I force onto my feet which surprisingly hold me up.
I teeter over to the podium and pick up the lyre, it's covered in dust but otherwise completely fine. THWACK!!!!! There is a large bang at the door (which is the empousai trying even harder to break down the door) I pray to the gods that somehow something good happens as I strum I strum the cords trying to find a tune as the the door busts open and the two empousai begin limping in on their mismatched legs. I begin to play a soft and pleasant melody, bringing this old instrument back to life for one more concert(well at least I might go down doing something I love).
As soon as it starts something takes over and my body starts to play it on its own, nothing matters except for me, this lyre, and the music we make, the empousai are effected as well. They slow down slightly then come to a complete halt a few feet in front of, they sway slightly before their eyes roll into the back of their heads and they collapse to the floor, unconscious, but not before Bella could say my lyre wasn't fashionable. I snap out of my trance as the lyre turns into dust and sifts between my fingers.
Hmm... So maybe dad's haiku wasn't quite that useless after all.
I pick up the bow I discarded and slowly walk out of the decrepit church, there is a certain daughter of Hecate who needs to be taught a lesson.

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She was standing where I first saw her when I finally managed track her down.
Unfortunately Andrena vanished, there goes my ride, looks like I'll have find my team on my own, I just hope that lady Artemis doesn't turn me into a naked mole rat or something like that for losing her pet (trust me you don't want to be a naked mole rat, the Stoll brothers put one into my pillow case.... So creepy) Excusia looks at me and frowns while I smirk broadly, trying to hide my aggravation and exhaustion, probably failing miserably. "I thought you were going to hide?" I say it tauntingly which seems to piss her off. (I'll be honest that really made me fell a bit less awful) "You cheated and used a magical item! Games over and now you die lil' Missie!" A wave of rage envelopes me and I leap forward, tackling Excusia to the ground before she could prepare any magic. If I was at full strength this would have been easy, but right now with very little strength, well it was undignified to say the least. Finally I wrap a hand around her pendant and rip it off of her neck. All strength seems to leave her as the sky shimmers a pale green before fading to the normal blue. I look at the pendant, which glitters in the sunlight. I stow it in my pocket. This must've been helping her use all this magic, so without it the barrier must've have broken. Go me! I grab my bag which she had on her shoulder and quickly grab a square of slightly squished ambrosia and shove it all in at once not bothering to savor the taste. I was rewarded by warmth enveloping my body as my fatigue fades away and my wounds heal. I smirk down at her once again as she struggles to regain her strength. "Your a pathetic Excusia for a demi god, pixie-hair" Lame I know I'm sure if Jasper was here he'd roll his eyes big time. I begin to walk in the direction I think is the way to my friends as I hear Excusia get up and and yell. "This ain't over ya' hear! I'll kill you yet!"
1.... 2... An arrow flies and hits her in the shoulder hell yeah, bulls eye! She falls to the ground with a cry of pain. Hehehe pixie hair deserved it.. I say seven words as I distance myself from her and go to find my quest companions.
"Next time it won't be the shoulder..."
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Hey everybody this is the first chapter that I have written for Fragmented Trajectory please tell me if you like it and if there are things I should change! Hope you enjoyed! P.s once again I want to say thank you to Arctic_Sky for letting me do this