Hello everyone! I've just realized that some things didn't save, like my paragraph making, my author's notes and a crap ton of other stuff. Thank RustLegion or that one. I'm sorry for the trouble! - Steven

Phoenix Light, Thunder's Son

Chapter 1: Shattered Life

Phoenix's POV

I wasn't liking my life after this huge turn of events. Apparently, me, Phoenix Light, just an average kid, wasn't popular, wasn't not, was the son of a Greek god. The king of the Greek gods as well. But you probably have no clue about what the heck I'm talking about right now, so I'll start from the beginning, which is probably when my donkey hooved friend played Green Day on reed pipes to try and surround and trap a huge black dog with flowers.

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I was at school on another normal day, just doing a science test in my classroom. It was boring of course, but at least after it I could go back home. As I finished the last few questions, the bell rang and the teacher came to grab all the tests. I handed mine in, feeling pretty confident I had done well on it. I left for my locker and grabbed my bag before heading out on the short walk back home. I met my friend outside. He apparently lived far away, but he still came here. His name was Grover, and he was a strange one, and when I say strange, I mean magical wizardry strange. He had a note on the first day of gym to be excused from PE because of a leg disorder. He did have crutches all the time, but boy, if you tell him something he likes to eat is near, he runs fast for it.

Anyways, for some reason he always would walk with me over to my house even though his was far away. Now, I know I said my house wasn't too far, but still, he needs all the time he has to get back to his house, so every minute counts. Today he was coming over though for some games and some work from school. I had already set everything up with him and my mom. You see, my dad disappeared when I was younger, so it was just my mother and me. Anyways, I was walking along while Grover hobbled down the street in his crutches.

"So, how you think you did on the test?" Grover asked me.

"Pretty good." I replied. "How about you?"

"I don't know." he replied. "But we'll see eventually. By the way, what games do you have on that Xbox of yours?"

"I only have Call of Duty. But it's really good." I said enthusiastically.

"Yeah." Grover said, but he didn't sound too enthusiastic about it. As we walked down the street, a loud noise could be heard from behind us. I whipped around to see where the noise came from, but I saw nothing.

"What was that?" I asked Grover. "Did you see anything?"

"Nope." Grover replied. He seemed nervous. He also seemed like he was lying. You could tell easily if he was lying, but he's as tight as a clam if you try to pry the truth out of him.

So we both continued walking. We were getting near my house when I heard the noise again, and it seemed closer this time. I turned again to see if anyone was there, but once again I was met with nothing.

"What is this?" I asked Grover. "Am I going crazy?"

"Phoenix." Grover said quietly. "Back away slowly."

"Why?" I asked him.

"Just listen. We both need to get out now. I'm gonna buy us a few seconds before we go. When I tell you to run, run."

"Ok, but what is it?" I asked him."

"Just go when I tell you." he replied. After a few more seconds, he pulled something out of his pocket and shouted, "Go!" I ran away as fast as I could while Grover put the thing from his pocket to his lips and played some music. I turned to see what was happening, and I couldn't believe my was playing music on some reed pipes, and I wasn't too sure, but it sounded like he was playing Green Day. There was also this big black dog that was snarling at my best friend. It could have been just a regular black dog gone wild, but the red eyes ruined the image. They were an unnatural bright red. It was unnerving.

Grover played his music a bit more before grass and flowers sprouted before my eyes around the dog in a circle. They grew higher and higher, like they were trying to entangle the thing. But the dog was too fast, as it had jumped out of the circle to lunge at me. Everything seemed to slow down as it attacked me. The attack seemed to elongate for eternity. Grover was running at me, trying to save me, but it would be too late. As the dog lunged at me, I remembered something my mother once told me. She had gave me a watch last year for my 12th birthday. I was thirteen now, but on that day she gave me a bronze watch. She said that it once belonged to my dad, and that he had given it to her before he disappeared. She had also said that it would help me someday. I felt like an idiot, but I raised my right hand where I wore my watch and closed my eyes. A few seconds later, I opened them to see a bronze sword was now in my hands. It had a lightning bolt on the hilt, and it was lighter than I thought it would be.

I now realized what I had to do. I grabbed the blade with my other hand before slicing at the monster. It went straight through it, leaving a pile of dust on the ground as time sped up to its usual pace once more. Grover stopped running after me when he realized what had just happened. He stared at me and my sword in shock before shaking his head and grabbing my hand.

"Come on, we have to go." he told me.

"Why?" I asked, still holding my blade.

"We can't waste any time. Come on, we have to go tell your mom before we go. I'll explain later once we're safe. Just listen to me and we'll be fine."

"O-okay." I said, a little bit confused at what the heck was going on and also very miffed that Grover wouldn't tell me what the hell was going on right now. But deep down, I was a bit scared as well. Scraps of things I had seen in the past were all floating together to make the big picture. I now was questioning the biggest mystery of my life: what had happened to my dad. Grover and I started running towards my house, but as we did, one of Grover's shoes slipped off, revealing a hoof.

I skidded to a halt as did Grover while he grabbed his shoe and put it back on. There had been a young boy and a women passing by when we stopped, so at first they both gawked at the hoof before walking away, shaking their heads like it was some sort of weird hallucination out of the blue.

Once they were out of earshot, I whispered angrily, "Oh, and now you're half donkey! Care to explain what is going on please?"

"As I told you, I'll explain later once we're safe! Also, I'm goat! Not donkey!" I threw my hands into the air.

"Same thing!" I replied. Grover let out a loud sound that sounded like a sheep, or a goat I guess. "Be more respectful! There are some satyrs who would turn you into a shrub or a pancake for that kind of insult!" he said with dignity. "Satyrs." I thought. One of the puzzle pieces in my mind clicked, and I realized that I was most likely right about my predictions. "Now let's get moving!" he said, running away. I did as well, and as I followed my donkey hooved friend, I wondered about how my world had just changed and how my life would turn out after all of this ended.

So, since my author's notes got deleted, I now just remembered what I wanted to say! This book was created on two things: One, that I wanted my own version of Child of the Moon, and two, that I have a very interesting idea on how our main character's love life will change. So call me Eros, because... I'm gonna stop there. Hope you like the book! (I stopped the Eros line because it started to get weird) - Steven