SEVEN HALF-BLOODS SHALL

ANSWER THE CALL.

TO STORM OR FIRE, THE WORLD

MUST FALL.

AN OATH TO KEEP WITH A FINAL
BREATH,

AND FOES BEAR ARMS TO THE
DOORS OF DEATH.

Part 1- Ember Cole

Ember Cole was sitting in Pre-Algebra. Her last class of the day. Her black hair pulled back in a pony-tail. She wore a plain black t-shirt, a pair of dark Levi's, and black converses with a lighting bolt on the sides of them. She was drumming her pencil on her math book. There was a thunder storm going on outside the building. Ember loved thunder storms. 'Come on. Let class be over soon.' She thought to herself. "Ember," Her teacher, Ms. James, said. "Would you mind answering the question?" Ember looked at the board. To her, it looked like a bunch of mumbo jumbo. "Sorry, Ms. James. I can't." Ember told the teacher sadly. Her dyslexia and ADHD got her again. Finally the bell rang. She was out of her seat and out the door in a flash. She went to her locker. When she got there, she found her adopted brother, Danny Chrysler, leaning against it, waiting for her. Ember's mother, Clare McAdams, and her step-father, Benjamin McAdams, adopted Danny when Ember turned 5. He had some kind-of led disorder, so he was on crouches. He had frizzy dark brown hair, blue eyes, and he always wore a hat that covered most of his hair. "Hey, Danny." Ember said. "Hey, Ember. How was class?" Danny replied. He wore a long-sleeved blue t-shirt, an old pair of well worn blue jeans, and a pair of white tennis shoes. "Ok, I guess. I swear Ms. James has it out for me. Sometimes I don't even think she's human." She said grabbing her stuff and closing the locker. "You have no idea." Danny mutter. They were walking down the hall. They stopped at the doors to the school. Ember pulled her pitch black umbrella out. They walked out to the car. It was a silver jaguar XK convertible. Benjamin gave it to Ember on her sixteenth birthday.

They had to stop for gas a few minutes from are apartment. While Danny went to pay for the gas, Ember filled it up. She was standing there waiting for the Danny and the gas to finish, when she saw something. Three old ladies. They were knitting. "Ok, were all set. Is the gas done?" Danny said walking up. When she didn't respond, he followed her line of sight. His whole being went ridged. One of the old ladies held up a piece of bright yellow yarn and with a snap of her scissors, she cut the yarn. Danny sucked in a breach. "Ember get in the car." She just stood there. "Ember, get in the car!" Danny yelled at her. She ran to the passenger side door and got in. A few minutes later Danny got in the drivers side. He through his crouches in the back. He turned the car on and floored it. "Ember call Clare and say we're gonna be a little late to dinner." Danny said. Ember nodded and pulled out her cell phone. Her mother picked up on the third ring. "Ember?" Her mother said. "Mom, Danny says to tell you we're gonna be a little late to dinner." There was a long pause, she thought her mother wasn't going to respond. Until she said, "Let me talk to Danny." Ember handed the phone to Danny, who took it and put it to his ear. "Hello? Clare?" Ember herd her mother say something into the phone. "I'm taking her to the safe house." Danny replied. 'Safe house? What safe house?' Ember thought to herself. Then she saw it. Something was running throw a pasture full of cows. It was kicking up dirt and dust. "Danny." She whispered. He was still on the phone with her mother. The thing was getting closer. She whimpered. "Danny." She said a little load. He still didn't show any sign he had herd her. The thing was only a few minutes away. "Danny!" Ember screeched. She felt the impact before it happened. The last thing Ember remembered before blacking out was Danny pulling her out of the car and yelling at her to wake up. Then everything went black.