"This is ridiculous!" a 12 year old boy yelled, faced against a 7 on 1 fight.
"Come on, you say you're special, prove it," The leader of the group said
"Yeah, come on Dale!" One of his cronies
"Guys, special can mean a variety of things. You should know, you probably hear it all the time"
"You know what, forget this. Get him!" Suddenly, something came over him. It was like he could see everything at once. He saw the two coming at him from the front, he saw the two guys going to his left and right sides, and he could even see the two people that were coming up behind him. He dodged punch from the kid on the left, blocked the kick on the right, and rolled to the side to avoid the other four.
"What just happened?" the leader asked.
"You made a mistake," and before he could say 'Oh yeah, what?' he met a punch in the gut, swiftly followed by a left hook, right kick, and then an uppercut. All of which happened within the timeframe of maybe a second.
"HOLY SHIT!" one of the cronies said.
"He knocked Solomon right out!" another one cowered
"Let's get out of here!"
"Yeah, Jackson's freaking me out!" they all ran home.
"Shit, I still gotta deal with Solomon out cold,"
"Uggghhhhh," Solomon moaned.
"Never mind," He grabbed his backpack and made a break for the school gate. He looked at his watch. It was 2:15 in the afternoon. He could still be home by two thirty and not arouse any suspicion from his parents. But then he heard,
"DALE!" Godammit! He thought, he just remembered he was supposed to serve detention today and that his mom would pick him up around 3:30.
"Sorry I'm late Mrs. Suhl, but I had to take care of some business,"
"I don't care if you had to meet the Italian ambassador. When I give you detention, I expect you here a 2:10! It is now," she checked her watch "2:18!"
"Seriously, you are giving me a lecture about 8 minutes! 8 GODAMN MINUTES! 7 people tried to gang up on me AND ATTACK ME! But no I'm supposed to be here right at 2:10. THAT'S RIDICULOUS!"
"Punctuality is what makes the world work! What would have happened if Robert E. Lee was late to his surrender negotiations with Ulysses S Grant?"
"He'd have gotten his ass handed to him even more. That's not even a valid point! Lee set it up succeeding a large amount of victories by the Union army!"
"Don't ssssssass me missster!"
"Hey, what just happened to your voice?"
"You're going to die grandson of Aresss!" She started to transform. Her long brown hair started stringing together and turning green. Here two legs came together to form one long tail. Her green hair, were those snake heads? He didn't know and he didn't care, he was trying to find something to kill her with. He was lucky to dodge her lunge at him. He was running alongside the third grade building when his friend, Louis was being chased by another one. Louis caught up to him
"You too, eh Dale?"
."Yeah, got any ideas?"
"No, I guess you don't have any either."
"When have I ever had an idea?"
"Good point, let's duck into the library," they hung a quick left, opened the door, and ducked under the cover of the Ancient Greek section. Louis started looking for a book.
"What are you doing?"
"I am looking for a book about these damned things. Ah, here we go, An A-Z Guide on Ancient Greek Monsters."
"Wow. I really need to spend more time in the library."
"Oh, so when you're life is on the line, THAT'S when you decide to make this resolution," Louis scolded him as he was flipping through the pages. "Ah, here we go, gorgons. Since neither of us got turned to stone, we're dealing with Euryale and Stheno,"
"Wait, how'd you get to gorgons?"
"I paid attention in our Greek unit last month. Besides, look at the artist's interpretation," He saw a pretty spot on interpretation.
"Cool, they like having themselves painted. HOW DO WE KILL THEM?"
"We need Celestial Bronze or Imperial Gold, sadly,"
"Wait! I just remembered, she called me 'grandchild of Ares'"
"Yes, go on,"
"So that must mean that my mom or dad is a demigod,"
"Yes,"
"Hold on real quick," he took his backpack off of his back and started fishing around. He found his Swiss army knife. He flicked it open. "Celestial Bronze bitch,"
"Ok, I stand corrected. You have had ideas."
"Hold on," He jumped out from behind the bookcase and saw them just walk into the library.
"SEE! I TOLD YOU THEY'D BE IN THE LIBRARY!" Stheno told her sister.
"Hey, you were right. That'd make one for what? 500? Shut up dimwit." Euryale was right, after all, Stheno was dimwitted.
"Hey, are we gonna fight, or am I just gonna have to watch Sibling Rivalry: Fucked up Monster Edition?"
"Get him, you fool!" Euryale commanded. Then it looked like the matrix for Dale, he dodged Stheno, blocked Euryale's punch and stabbed her where a ribcage would be, if she was human. She stumbled back.
"Stheno, get him!" she yelled as she was evaporating.
"Yes ma'am," she pounced like a cobra, a slow-mo cobra for Dale. He ducked and raised his knife, slicing her right down the middle. He didn't even hear a thud, he turned around, and all he saw was a bunch of shimmering dust where she would have landed.
"You can come out, Louis!"
"No need," Dale turned around, and there he was standing there looking like he just saw a ghost.
"What?"
"That was incredible! I mean I've heard around campus that you can fight, but that! That was just pure amazing! You moved with a speed that could give a cheetah a run for his money!
"It was nothing, I mean, everything just felt slow when my mind switched into fight mode." He checked his watch, it was 3:25. If he knew his mother, he knew she'd be there by now. "Come on, Louis. I'll give you a ride home," They were walking up to the front gate, and there was her red SUV parked with his mom standing right there.
"Where have you been!" She asked.
"I'll explain in the car. Is it ok if Louis comes over?"
"Sure, he's always welcome. You know that."
"Sweet, let's go," They all got in the car. "Hey mom, do you know who your dad is?"
