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Chapter One
A Boy with a Flying-Horse

I made a turn down the alley. It was no better than the street; at least the street had lights. But I continued to run. Actually, it was more of a hop/skip/run since I sprained my ankle, but still, I was moving.

I turned my head to look behind me to see if it had found me again. I had never seen something so terrifying and ugly before. What ever it was had red eyes that almost glowed, completely white skin, and fangs. The worst part about her was her legs: one bronze and the other one was a donkey's.

I turned back around for a moment and then turned it back around. I could see her eyes now. Getting brighter and brighter the longer I watched her.

"Get back here, my dear demigod. I am hungry," she said, giggling.

I turned my head back around Demi-what? I asked myself. I just kept on running. I stopped at a dead end.

It was a wire fence. I looked back and saw she had gotten closer. I started climbing. It was useless. My ankle was in no condition to be climbing a fence. I fell back to the ground. I turned around and leaned against the fence. I lowered myself to the ground. I had no idea how I got into this position. I didn't remember a thing about how I got into this position. One second I was at home in my bed and then the next I was out on the street getting chased by this thing.

She came into view. I saw her body all over again. I turned my face away from her. "Dinner time," she said.

I closed my eyes shut and clenched my jaw, waiting for the kill. It didn't come. I turned my head and slowly opened my eyes. Whatever it was was gone. What took its place now was a pile of yellowish dust, and in front of it stood a kid. He stood with his back to me.

I slowly began to raise myself off of the ground. I swallowed. "I…I…Is it dead?" I asked hesitantly.

The guy turned around. "Yeah, kid. She's dead." My eyes looked down at the pile of dust. He looked down at it and then back up at me. "Let's go, kid," he said. He began walking back down the alley. When he noticed I wasn't following him he turned back around. "I said com' on. Let's go before the other ones find out they lost one," he told me.

"I can't walk that well. I sprained my ankle," I explained. He 'oh'ed in realization. He walked back over to me and wrapped one of my arms around his neck and then began walking with me back down the alley.

"What's your name kid?" he asked me.

"Alexander Taylor. But everyone calls me Xander." I told him. I had no idea why I told him this stuff. My mother told me to never talk to strangers (well, who's mother hasn't).

"Okay Xander. My name is Gabriel. But everyone calls me Crater." He told me, the corner of his mouth turning up the slightest bit in a smile. We turned onto the street at this point. It was deserted. The only people on the street at this point in the night were the gangs and homeless people.

We made our way down the street and turned into an abandoned parking lot. Well, it wasn't completely abandoned anymore. There was something in the middle of it. It looked like a horse, but not. It had things attached to it that looked like wings. God Xander. You're just tired. I thought, but the closer we got to it, the more it seemed like it had wings.

Once we got over to the horse-with-wings-thingy, Crater stopped. "Down," he said and the thing lowered itself to the ground. Crater looked and me. "Get on," he said and I did. He helped me lift my leg over the thing and then he got on himself. He sat in front of me. "Okay Kilo. Take us home." And then we were in the sky.

The wind nipped at my skin as we sailed through the sky. I turned my head sideways and squeezed my eyes closed. I hated heights and anything that reminded me of roller coasters. This took part in both of those categories.

"If you could just drop me off at home, I would fully appreciate it," I suggested. Crater shook his head.

"Can't. Chiron wanted me to bring you back immediately," he told me.

Chiron?

As you can tell, I didn't really understand what was happening, so you should understand why all of this confused me. When we finally landed, we were in the middle of the woods.

I got off of Kilo before we were even on the ground. It just felt so good to be on the ground again. I felt my energy go up some.

Crater got off of Kilo, and gave him something. Sugar cube maybe? He turned to look at me. "Let's go Xander," he said.

"Go where?"

"To meet the Camp Half Blood camp director and activities director, Mr. D and Chiron," he told me before placing his hand on my back and pushing me forward.