The Bull's Journey

Prologue and Chapter One: Meet the Parents, Or Dad At Least, Mom's Casting Magic Spells on Olympus

I sat in my kitchen, staring at the wall in shock.

"Asterion, did you hear me?" The lady across the table asked.

"Yes... What do I call you? Why would you keep this from me? Why didn't you tell me I was adopted?" I said, breaking out of my stupor and finding that instead of gratitude for the people who raised me as their son, I only found anger.

The woman who raised me looked hurt. "I'm still your mom. This is why we didn't tell you, we knew you would be angry-"

"And keeping it till I turned thirteen before you told me was a good idea? I probably wouldn't have this reaction if I had known my whole life!" I said my voice raising.

"Look, son-" My dad began.

"I'm not your son!" I yelled.

"But there's something else... Your Mother, she is actually the Greek goddess of magic, Hecate."

I stared at the people across the table. I didn't know these people at all. "I don't believe that."

"We knew you wouldn't, but there is something else... Your father..." My faux father began.

"What? What could be worse than any of this!? What, is he the Minotaur? Is that why you named me Asterion?" I asked, getting angrier by the minute. First they say I'm adopted, than that my real mom is some mythical goddess.

"Well," My faux father said, rubbing the back of his neck, the way he always does when he is nervous.

I slammed my head against the table, moaning in pain. "If ANY of this is true, which I'm not saying it is, why didn't you tell me sooner?"

"Because we want you to find out just before you went to camp." My faux mother replied.

"What camp!?" I asked, getting aggravated.

"Go pack your stuff. You're going to Camp Snake-Blood!"

End of Prologue.

I sat in the car, staring out the window. I still didn't quite believe what was going on, but I was hoping I was dreaming. But this dream was too elaborate, too complicated to be a dream. Soon, we passed the state line into Delaware. We pulled up to a normal looking summer camp. I took the duffel bag with all my stuff in it and walked up to the front desk. "I'm Asterion Martin. I believe I'm supposed to come here. Look, I'm very confused."

The man sitting at a desk on the front porch looked up. "Ah! Asterion! Your father is expecting you!" He got up and gestured me to follow him. He had a tail. Like, a devil's tail. As I followed him I thought maybe he was a manticore. Who knows.

"My father is here? Now?" I asked.

"ASTERION! COME HERE!" The manticore shouted out the back door.

"I am right here! Oh, you meant my father."

A giant man walked up. He was wearing a white button down tee-shirt, probably because he had the head of a bull, so an over-the-head shirt wouldn't work all to well. He also had on a pair of jeans and Converse. What struck me the most, (Aside from the head thing) was the fact the he had a giant double-bladed war ax. "Ah, a new recruit! Looks a little runty, though."

I turned toward the man who must be my father. "I can hear you, ya jackass!" I said, and a moment after I said it, I realized he could kill me in a second, with or without the ax.

"What did you just call me?" The minotaurs voice was dangerously low.

I stood my ground, "I stand by what I said! You can't just go up to someone and call them runty!" Even as I said this, I watched the ax fearfully.

My father turned toward the Manticore, "Why can he understand me? Who is his monster parent?"

I cleared my throat. "You are."

A.N/ The name Camp-Snake Blood comes from Peace Phoenix. Check out their stories, I love them. I also found out that The Minotaur's real name is Asterion from them, so if the name is wrong, don't blame me! Also, Asterion's boar will be introduced in the next chapter, his name is Boaris.