I had just seen my mom and step-dad die. They were nice and caring. "Mini" Mike, as I had dubbed him for his small stature, acted like I really was his son. My mom, Kiri, was the best person on the earth. But when the hellhounds attacked my life went from good to bad. First my mom went down than those mutts killed Mike. After Mike they went after me, but before they could attack me my lion necklace turned into a broadsword and I wasn't afraid anymore. I swung my sword at the nearest hellhound and it into gold glitter. I had reduced the hellpuppies to glitter when two Gorgons tried to fight me, but I ran. After running for three miles I tripped and fell into someones lap. Not wanting to get them killed I said sorry and had to leave. But a motherly woman told me that they knew about the gorgons and wanted to help. Then a man with black hair appeared and told me that the gorgons were dead. Then the woman by the fire took the motherly woman and told her something. When they came back the motherly woman said "My name is Hera. This is my brother Hades and our sister Hestia. I know what happened to your family, so would you like to come live with me?" I nodded in reply. "Good. Now child what is your name and how old are you?"
"My name is Vita and I'm eight years of age." I replied.