Disclaimer: I am writing fanfiction, not authorfiction, so I am not Rick Riordan. This is the only time I will say this. :|
The workshop was on fire. And this time it wasn't my fault.
Someone (*cough* *cough* Garry) had been messing with a car, and had blown it to hell, so everyone evacuated.
Now about those other times.
*Flashback*
"Hey dumbass!" Evan yelled. "You raped you mom before she died, huh? That's what's in the newspapers." 'Did. He. Just. Say. That...' I thought.
My temper got the better of me and sent that bitch to the Fields of Punishment by shooting a fire ball directly in to the car he was working on blowing it up and killing him.
The bastard deserved it.
*Flashback End*
How did I get those powers?
Let's see.