SoM with a twist
This is sort of an AU on SoM through TLO, but the story line doesn't change, well… at least the important parts. Hope you like it and please review!
My name is Crystal Moon Bee. Yes, that is my real name, and I did not choose it. Aside from being teased about my last name, I had a… crazy life. Nothing made sense. I would see things no one else would see, which was later explained to me as normal, for a demigod. But that wasn't all. Monsters would attack me. All kinds of monsters and all from Greek mythology; but that wasn't the weirdest thing that happened so far. The weirdest was when one of the monsters was chasing another kid, besides me. They never attacked anyone else but me.
This is my story…
Currently, I live in a foster home in Miami, Florida. I said currently because I have been running away, foster home to foster home, boarding school to boarding school. I never stayed in a school or foster home longer than a semester. Throughout my years, I have been kicked out of five public schools, nine boarding schools, and ran away from fifteen foster homes. I have been to pretty much anywhere you could think of in the Lower 48.
Ms. Pottist, the "warden" of the foster home, had sent me out to grab some groceries from the supermarket. I was just walking out when a kid with crutches came whipping past me, much faster than he should of, considering his condition. At the moment, I thought he was running from the cops or something. But that was before I saw a giant hellhound chasing after him. It didn't seem to notice me at the time. But why was he chasing that kid and not me. The hero inside of me kicked in.
I started running down the street, chasing after the kid and the hellhound. I could run faster than a hellhound, so when I got up to the kid, I had pasted the hellhound. The kid looked at me like I was crazy.
"How… did… you… do… that?" He was puffing, but he still kept runnin'.
"I can just run fast," I said, shrugging my shoulders (which is pretty hard to do when running). He kept looking at me, but he didn't stop running. We rounded a corner, but the hellhound was still on us.
"Got any ideas?" I looked at him for the answer. All he did was pull out a knife from his backpack and hand it to me.
"You know how to use this," he said simply, like he knew that I practiced with them. I nodded and slowed to a stopped. I turned around and saw the hellhound get closer and closer. I raised the knife and waited. I felt his rhythm and got into it. I waited. The hellhound was right on me when I threw the knife with all my might at its heart. It lodged itself into the hellhound and it disappeared in a poof of golden dust. And it covered me.
As I brushed the dust off, the kid trotted up to me. Yes, I said trotted because his shoes had fallen off and I could now see his hooves. I looked at his hooves and raised my eyebrow.
"Oh," he looked kind of skittish, "Please tell me you see normal feet." He sounded kind of desperate.
"Um… nnnooo, I see hooves," I said, unsure what to say. He cursed in another language that sounded a lot like Greek. The weird and disturbing thing was that I understood every word he said; and I am not going to repeat what he said.
"Well, you need to come with me, I'm on a quest but I don't think you'll get hurt." that last part sounded like he was reassuring himself. It kind of scared me.
"By the way," he said as he led me away from that street, "My name is Grover."
"Mine's Crystal Bee."
"Don't worry Crystal, nothing like that will happen again on our trip." He didn't know how wrong he was.
Well, I hope you like it. I will continue "I found you", but I had this idea and I had to get it out there. R&R!