Chapter 1
Austin
I am Austin Terry. I was born into an average family. A family who played sports, sang, and everything else normal. I was the first born, but my dad split up with my mom, and when my mom got together with someone else, then came my little brother and sister. I have shaggy, blonde hair, and have bright blue eyes.I just turned fourteen.
I had just graduated out of eighth grade, and was excited for summer. Little did I know that this would be no ordinary summer.
I was sitting in my living room, just watching my TV. My brother and sister were still at school, and my step-dad was at work. I began hearing howls and scratching at the door. At first, I ignored it, but then I finally opened the door because of how annoying it got. I opened the door to find a herd of boney(They were literally made of bones), sharp, yellow-eyed dogs that were on fire(Only later did I find out that they were hellhounds.). I shut the door quickly. I shouted "MOM!"at the top of my lungs. My mom ran to me,handing me a map and a knife. "Run!" She said, "Follow this map and don't look back!". "Mom, you are talking crazy talk. What do you mean?" I said with a confused look on my face, "If you want me to go, i'm not leaving without you." The dogs started piling at the door, and one poked a big hole in it and stuck his head through it. "RUN!" My mom said, in a louder and angrier tone. Without thinking, I took both things and ran. The hellhounds broke in, and when I turned to see what had happened, I saw my mom turn to gold dust by hellhounds. I began to tear up, but turned and kept running. Some of the hellhounds cut me off at the door, so I jumped out the window. Bleeding and all, I continued to run. I followed the map but came to a dead end. The hellhounds surrounded me, and I thought that it was my end.
One hound lunged at me, tearing at my chest. I screamed in pain and was about to black out. Before I did, the last thing I saw was a goat-legged man come out of nowhere and chase the hounds off.
When I woke up, I was in a nicely decorated log cabin, with bows and arrows around him, along with a lyre and some chemicals. "He's awake, Chiron. What now?" I heard the goat legged man say. "Give him time, Grover. Let him process everything." This man had a horse lower-body and a human upper-body. "W-Where am I?" I said. "Before I answer that, would you take that lyre and play a song?" The horse-legged man said. "Um...sure". I picked up the lyre and my hands fluttered around and across it, like it was as easy as my ABCs. I didn't understand that, but then again I didn't understand a lot of things going on right now. The horse-legged man took notes and said " Now can you mix those chemicals for me?". I did as told and, amazingly, made penicillin out of the chemicals. "Last test" The horse legged man said. "Take that bow and arrow and hit the bullseye." "But...I've never shot a bow and arrow before." I said. "Just don't think about it and do it." The goat legged man said. I took the bow and arrow, took my best aim, and hit the bullseye right on the dot. Both the goat and horse legged men were astonished, and said at the same time "You are a son of Apollo."
I was surprised to hear this. He never would have thought that he was the son of Apollo. I thought the gods were only a myth. "Come on. That nasty gash on your chest should be healed by now. Lets take a walk." The goat legged man said. I got up and walked outside, only to find that plenty of other people were here. It was like an outdoor resort. It had horse stables, climbing walls, archery stations, and more. "The names Grover, by the way. What's yours?" "I...I'm Austin." I said. "Cool. I'm a satyr, half human, half goat. So here is the low-down. You are at Camp Half-Blood, the safest place in the world for demi-gods." "Wha...demi-gods?" I said in confusion. "Yes Austin. You are a demi-god, half human, half god. We know that you are the son of Apollo, he just hasn't claimed you yet." Grover said. "How do you know?" I said. Grover grinned and said "Well, for starters, you made it past the force field, which only demi-gods can get through. Second of all, you have abilities that no other child is able to do on their first try. Making medicine, playing a lyre, getting a bullseye? You don't see that in any child." Just as I was about to respond, a sun appeared above my head. Grover slyly grinned and said "Now you have been claimed."