Chapter 1…
I woke up this morning. Like a typical person. I got dressed this morning. Sort of like a typical person. I spiked up my hair this morning. Like a regular punk/goth person. But then I went on to the balcony of my apartment, and slaughtered a vampire this morning. NOT like a typical person.
My name is Thalia Grace, and I'm a SuperNatural Hunter. My specialty is Vampires, but that doesn't stop me from brutally murdering any other demon that's in my way. But, back to this morning.
Powdery red dust showered everywhere. After a while, you got used to the smell, but how was I supposed to explain this to my friend Annabeth Chase, who didn't know ANYTHING about the Chaos. If you haven't guessed, the Chaos was the SuperNatural world I was telling you about.
"Darn it!" I refrained myself from swearing. I didn't want the family across the hall complaining. I hate huge clean-up jobs. But if I didn't clean it up fast, Annabeth could be put into the mental house and I could have more demons on my tail. I could usually take them on, but sometimes it's hard being a Lone Hunter. I'll explain later.
I opened my bedroom closet to reveal my huge Lysol stash. That product some-how worked really well on Vampire guts. As I got to work on spraying and polishing the obsidian balcony floor, I heard a knock at the door.
"Oh crap." I said, standing up and slowly walking to my door. I glanced at my spiky alarm clock. 7:30. Annabeth wasn't supposed to come until 8:30. And usually she wouldn't show up an hour early.
The knock at the door wasn't going away. It was louder than ever, and I could feel my floor vibrating.
Only one person could have that super-strength. But I wasn't glad to see him.
"Come on in." I said, sounding more confident than I felt. I unsheathed my dagger. Of course I had some stakes as well, but my dagger was what I used with other demons.
I heard a noise. A WHOOSH! noise. And that scared me. 15 seconds later, I saw him. His red eyes, the evil, taunting, smirk, and the scar. That I gave him.
"Long time, no see, Thalia Grace." He announced, smirking. I felt red with fury. I wanted to kill him right then and there, make him pay for what he did to Bianca. Make him pay for what he did to me. I wanted to banish Luke Castellan from this world.
I tried to talk. I did. I tried to scream at him, scar him again, burn him, scratch him, curse him, and kill him, once and for all.
But I couldn't. Because it was 8:30. And Annabeth Chase was knocking at my door.
