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1. I blow up the bus.

Okay. I might be safe from them for now. Them? Monsters. I didn't need this in my life. I was fine with always being ignored and underestimated. But I guess destiny had a different plan for me. My name is Vincent Knight. I'm 13 years old. Until two months ago, I was living in Miami.

If you had known me before it happened, you could pretty much say I had a complicated life. My dad had left my mom when I was five months old. I had been born in Spain, but I had moved here when I was really young, so you could say I was pretty much all-American. I had also been kicked out of every single school I had been accepted into, and weird things always happened to me.

Like this one time in the third grade, there I was, just standing in the playground by myself, and the ground started shaking, it didn't feel like an earthquake from what I had heard about them, but it was more like a deep humming. Slowly, cracks formed in the floor and a fissure opened.

A skeleton hand crawled out of the floor and I stepped on it. Yeah, brave thing to do, but cut me some slack, I was in third grade. When I had told my other classmates, they didn't believe me. Just my luck. I I lived on 8th Street in a small townhouse and I went to this school called Bailum Middle School. It was a small preparatory school just near Coral Gables which is this high-class neighborhood.

I lived with my mom, Jennifer Knight. My mom was nice, and we got along pretty well, but we disagreed on things a lot. She had dark brown hair and blue eyes. The morning of the incident was the last day of school, so I woke up and showered. Then, I got dressed. I went to the kitchen to have breakfast. My mom was there waiting for me.

She said, "So, here we are Vince (my nickname), you've made it!"

I replied, "Yeah, Mom, I know."

She said, "I'm proud of you."

"Thanks, I guess." I said.

Little did I know I wouldn't see her for a while. So, anyway, I got on the bus and went to school, just like a usual day. I was sitting next to my friend Colt.

One odd thing was he tired extremely fast. So while I was talking to Colt, this really annoying rich kid named Kyle (who was sitting behind us) said as if he was speaking to someone else, "Did you hear? Vince has no friends and he's gonna get another detention. Colt isn't that dumb, but just like Vince, he has no friends." I got up just furious because I really was tired of this kid insulting me and Colt since the beginning of seventh grade and also because my of my ADHD.

I guess I hadn't mentioned it before, but I have ADHD (which makes me really compulsive) and dyslexia (which makes me see letters and words upside down and all messed up).

Kyle continued, "Both of you will probably end up getting kicked out because of how dumb you are."

I turned around and I remember telling Kyle, "Shut up Kyle, if you know what's good for you."

He got up too and there we were standing face-to-face on the bus. He yelled back, "Awwww. . . how cute, Vince is standing up for his only friend."

When I was about to punch him in the nose,

Colt whispered to me, "Buddy, calm down, you're already seriously close to getting expelled again." Even though I had only met Colt this year, he was right. I was already on probation for conduct.

But there was something about Kyle. . . he seemed. . . . different. I couldn't actually explain it, but it was almost like his personality changed. Yeah, he always made fun of me, but today it seemed half-hearted, almost as if it wasn't him making fun of me. But I didn't care what Colt mentioned. From then on, it seemed as if I wasn't in control of myself.

The fury burned in me and I remember yelling, "Afiste daimonas! Astrapi!"

I felt a tug in my stomach and I pointed my hand towards him in an odd gesture, as if you had a finger gun, but you turned your thumb sideways parallel to the floor. I didn't know how, but I knew I had just said in greek "Leave demon! Lightning!" A cracking noise erupted and. . . I can't explain.

It sounded like a piece of cracking wood but fifty times louder, and a blinding flash accompanied it. But as the light connected with the floor of the bus under Kyle, an odd noise went through the air. It was not like the crackling of the lightning,it was sort of like when you breathe in really deep, it was like an expanding noise but it was so loud, it could even be heard over the lightning. When the light flash cleared, my brain didn't process what I saw. Where Kyle had been standing, a hole had burned right through the floor.

The bus driver yelled, "Everyone out!"

As all the kids evacuated the bus, I heard him mutter, "What the heck?" The seats and metal around me were singed with black, from the lightning bolt. I glared where Kyle had been. There was a shield of some sort, around him. It looked like a giant bubble, but it obviously couldn't be.

That 1 billion-volt lightning bolt should've shattered the shield and anything that was inside. Inside the bubble where Kyle was, there was this huge thing. It looked like a serpent, but it was monstrous. It had emerald-green scales and glowing red eyes. It was at least 10 feet tall. I could somehow still tell it was a baby. But it's face. . . I couldn't describe it. It was like Kyle's but extremely scary. The thing had his face, but with two enormous fangs, each half my size. It also had hundreds of smaller teeth in it's mouth, but still as sharp as the longer ones.

Colt was still next to me, gasping, "Oh, my gods. . . it's back already?"

I could see Kyle's body across the aisle, still breathing, but passed out. I still felt sorry for the guy, no matter how much I didn't like him. The creature turned towards me, it's scales glittering. It would have been beautiful, if it wasn't trying to kill me.

It spoke out loud, which oddly didn't freak me out. "We have been waiting for you, half-blood. I am the drakon."

I said something real smart like, "Uh-wuh." Colt started backing up, getting out of his seat, and walking quietly towards the door. The drakon bared his fangs and Colt freaked out yelling, "No! Not yet! It's way too-o-o soon! Vince, take this!" He threw me a lightbulb.

I hollered back, "Colt, I don't think it's time to turn on the lights. . ."

"Pull the hook!"

I scrambled with the thing until I realized what he said. On the bottom part of the light bulb, where the threaded base of the bulb that attaches to a lamp. There was a small hook on the bottom, somewhat like a fish hook, but more rigid, which made it look like a lightning bolt. I pulled it.

Immediately, the bulb started expanding, growing longer and sharper on the top. When I thought it was a sword, it expanded on the sides growing into a double battle-ax. I was freaked out. I mean, first, I spoke greek. Second, I threw a lightning bolt at Kyle. Third, he turned into this thing, and lastly, Colt threw me light bulb that turned into a battle-ax.

I thought I might have gotten all hopped up on sugar again. The last time that happened was at the zoo. . . . now that was ugly.

So I glared at the drakon, and said, "So, big and ugly, what do you want?" I liked the feel of the battle axe in my hands, so I guess if I had to I could kill this thing.

The drakon growled and yelled, "You are unwise, young half-blood. You shall die."

He lunged. I had no idea what I just gotten myself into.

Dun-dun-dun! What do you think is gonna happen next? Continue to Chapter 2 to find out! Review!

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