Sean Messes Up Big Time

Brooklyn House

July 5 2015, 00:01 EDT

I blame Sean for the whole thing. I'm not saying I wouldn't thank him for it later, but the whole thing was still his fault.

I guess I should introduce myself. I'm Amber Banks, you probably know me as Sapphire's sister. If you don't, nice to meet you and thanks for proving that I don't just meet demigods and magicians through my sister. (I'm assuming that you're one or the other, because no one else would be able to read this. There's this thing called "magic" that I'm sure you've heard of at least once…)

So, I'm writing this for you as a warning. You know, following in the footsteps of the Kanes and Percy Jackson. Standing on the shoulders of giants, that's me.

Sapphire is reading this over my shoulder and telling me to get to the point. Whose story is this, sis? You've had at least three books worth already; you can let me tell my one at my own pace.

You're supposed to learn something from this. That's the only reason this is getting written down. I'm going to guess that it's probably going to be not to travel to alternate universes because it will mess with your head.

If you are a demigod who hates reading English, feel free to stop reading now and go beat up training dummies.

Oh, and that timestamp up there? Don't ask about it, I can't tell you anything. I'm not allowed to. I said stop asking!

Alright, so the only thing that wasn't really Sean's fault was getting woken up at an ungodly minute of the morning by flying monkeys that one of the other family members had dreamed into existence. Brooklyn House was hosting a seminar thing for magicians that were interested in the Path of the Gods, and their family members of course. Sapphire thought that it would be a good idea for me to attend because of Montana.

We do not talk about Montana, so don't ask.

While the entire nome was running around trying to capture the flying monkeys that someone's half-brother had created while he was asleep, Sean Elegy decided that it was a great time for us to continue the pointless argument we'd been having the day before.

"Marvel is better."

I swung a net that Shelby had summoned and just missed the monkey skimming his head. "DC is better," I said automatically.

Yeah, it was a pointless argument.

The flying monkey that was dive bombing us pulled up the corners of its mouth and stuck its tongue out at us. I jumped to try to catch it and it flew out of the way, grinning.

"I hate monkeys!" one of the other family members shouted.

It was disrespectful to our fellow primates (as Sapphire would say) but none of us could blame them. Heck, I was starting to hate monkeys at that point.

"Marvel has Squirrel Girl," Sean argued as he chased after his own monkey.

"DC has the Justice League," I shouted back.

"They have, like, ten Justice Leagues! Couldn't they think of a new name?"

"And how many groups of X-Men have there been? Don't let it go out the door!"

The monkey Sean was chasing flew out the half-open door that just happened to lead to the roof. I groaned.

Sean just shrugged. "Freak will eat it."

"I thought he was trained not to eat anything human-like," I said flatly.

"It's a flying monkey."

"And we don't know any humans that can fly?"

Sean opened and closed his mouth before running out the door after the monkey, leaving the door wide open for my monkey to fly through.

"Styx," I cursed before following, remembering to close the door behind me unlike some people.

The monkeys were flying around the portal anchor, some piece of Ancient Egyptian rock that could be used to travel to anywhere there were pyramids or anything else that harkened back to Ancient Egypt. Sean had taken out his wand and was waving it alongside his net, using it to blast the monkeys with water. Freak, the resident gryphon, was screeching so loudly that I was surprised there weren't any police cars in the street below.

One of the monkey agents of chaos dodged a lake worth of water and dived at my head. Sean followed it with his wand and I got a face full of water.

Sean and I stared at each other.

"Oops?" Sean said.

"Just get the stupid monkeys," I grumbled.

The stupid monkeys were flying over our heads again, but this time they were pelting us with pine cones. I had no idea where they'd gotten them from. I think they were made of metal, because they hurt.

The monkeys backed us into the portal artifact with their projectiles. The wind picked up and blew sand into my face.

Sean said a spell in Ancient Egyptian, well, I assume it was a spell and not just the cussing we'd been doing for at least five minutes, and pointed his wand at the monkeys. The wind got even stronger.

"Was that supposed to happen?" I shouted.

"No," Sean shouted back.

He looked up and his eyes went wide. I looked the same direction and saw the giant swirling sandstorm above us, a portal.

"That's not good," I decided.

"Nope," Sean agreed.

Like the dignified magicians we are, we screamed as we were dragged in.