Hey there. My name is Nick and I am the son of Nyx. I am seventeen years old and so is my best friend is Pello son of Proteus. We are good people. I like to make things out of steel and I am trying to fix up a '70 Chevelle in my spare time. We made a mistake about a year ago when we joined the Titans my swearing loyalty to Kronos. I am going to tell you a story of what it was like on the other side of the war.

The only reason I joined was that my mom, Nyx, encouraged it. So did Pello's dad. My mom told me that I would be a great warrior, so far so good. The monsters are hard to get used to. That is if you ever get used to them. That was the worst part, but if you were lucky and picked the ground troops, like me, then you didn't have to deal with all of the monsters like on the Princess Andromeda.

We had just gotten done with sparring and now we were sitting with our backs against a tree just shooting the breeze.

Then, Pello asked me, "Do you ever feel like a traitor? About leaving camp and all?"

I answered, "Yes, but when I think about how I was never accepted there and crammed into that stupid cabin with all of the other nobodies, I realize that I'm doing the right thing. I just wish that the others could see what we are all about, you know?

"Well I just feel bad about leaving. That place was once my home," he told me.

"What is wrong with this place?" that question could not have had any poorer timing because just then a hellhound bounded by. "Ok I see your point, but you know that you're safe from those things out there. Besides this is only temporary, because we move on to New York soon. We may not know when, but soon."

Then a bell rang and our Captain yelled "Lights out!"

Our Captain's name is George and he is from Georgia so we secretly make fun of him behind his back. But if he ever caught us, we would be fed to his dragon named Ramsey. He said that he raised him from an egg but people told me that it was the other way around. George is not very well liked, but he is a good leader.

I picked up my sword and it changed into a black lanyard. I headed into my separate tent and called it a night.