School was always boring, but I decided to endure it until something strange happened, once that happened, I went to another school and tried to learn at that one, but no. Something strange always have to happen, why? No clue...I just attract strange things...Let me clarify 'Strange things' for you. Monsters that don't exist, you know, the ones with claws and the ones with one eye, sharp teeth and are stupid? Yeah those kind.

Alright, let me introduce myself, my name is Katrina Young, I'm eight years old and I'm a smart ass, but aren't we all? Also, I'm sneaky and for reasons that are unknown, I'm really strong. I really hate stupid people, okay...Stupid people...Let's see, I mean people that can't see this stuff that happens to me, people who think I'm the one doing those horrible things to people. I'm actually a pretty good person, but every school I go to, I'm labeled the bad kid. Annoying!

Anyway, eight years old and kicked out of a lot of schools for no reason, let's just start my story, that okay with you? Good. My last school was supposed to help me with my ADHD, and my 'attitude' I was willing to learn, but they thought I was being sarcastic, idiots...The school was called Robert land academy, right across from New York city, plus it's in Canada, not too far from Toronto. A perfect place for me to run away to, but I thought about learning, it's better for me if I learn what I can, even if I have ADHD.

"Katrina! Everyone is here to learn, why can't you do the same!?" My fifth grade teacher, Ms. goode yelled at me, my she's been on my case all year...And it's kind of getting annoying, when I space out for just one second she freaks out at me because of it. "I am here to learn, you can come and see my work if you want." I said back to her.

She gave me a look, that said, 'Talking back to me!? You little brat!' sometimes I feel like she's not even a teacher. "Fine!" She said and walked over to me with a scary look. When she reached my desk, she grabbed my worksheet a little too hard and ended up moving my desk a few inches away from her.

For a middle aged woman, she's strong. She started reading my answers, "Katrina, the first Othello performance was not in 1603, and you spelled William Shakespeare's, last name wrong, honestly, if you're going to back talk me, at least try to get your answers right and on the page."

The other students chuckled, my ears turned pink. She's only looking at all the ones I got wrong, I sometimes think about killing her...Not a pleasant thought, but she's a pain, she always tries to look for something I did wrong and used that to make me look bad, so don't blame me for thinking like that.

"If you would just-

"Just what? say you got something right for once?" Ms. Goode snapped. I looked towards the exit, "No, just look at the ones I did get correct, instead of making me look like I'm some dummy, I know for a fact that I put 1604 on there, Othello was written in 1603 and the first performance was a year later, which is 1604, I could tell you all the others if you want. But you would probably try to find some way to make it look like I got everything wrong. Just how you always do." I told her.

I looked at her, I think she's going to blow a fuse, "Katrina! Are you telling me that I sabotaged your work!?" I snorted, "You may as well have." Oops. That wasn't supposed to come out. Some of the other students gasped, and this is where it begins...Again.

Whoa, Ms. Goode, looks like she might murder someone, but then she regained her composer, "Katrina." She said in a sweet soft voice, "Come with me to the office, now." I got out of my desk, "fine...Let's get this over with." I sighed, she put her hand on my shoulder, she has a death grip. She pulled out of the classroom, where students were mumbling, "I'm never going to grow up to be like that." And, "Ms. Goode is just trying to do her job."

If only those kids knew that wasn't her job. Ms. Goode dragged me along to the office, well, I thought we were going to the office, but instead, we went to the gym, "Uh...My shoulder hurts, do you mind letting go now...?" I asked cautiously. When she turned to me, she looked really angry, here we go. "Just because you're a demi-god, you think you're smarter than me!?" She yelled, but her voice changed, it was like a man, but infused with a god and bear.

"No...Wait, what?" I asked and slowly backed away. Ms. Goode grew in size, "You're just a little girl who doesn't know when to shut up!"

I gulped and tried running, but at the entrance doors, two more teachers blocked them. You've got to be kidding me. "I'll try harder, just...Let me try." I pleaded, Ms. Goode, laughed, "your tiny mind can't even see that you're about to die." She smiled and then her face started to...Rip apart. Seeing this made me want to barf, even if I did see it once before.

"Why can't you monsters just leave me alone!?" I screamed and ran for the door that was being blocked. I didn't care that one of them was a huge dude, I just wanted to get out of here. I sprinted my fastest and jumped, using both my legs to stand the guy flying through the two huge blue doors, "Thanks." I said and got up and ran.

I made a left and then a right, in front of me was a long hallway. "After her! Unless you want to starve!" One of them yelled. Down the hallway I saw two doors that led outside, "Yes!" I shouted happily and ran for them.

Behind me I heard heavy footsteps, no, no, I'm so close! I closed my eyes and ran until my legs gave out. I made it out, but I decided to keep running, I'm tired of this. Mom. I hate you for sending me here! I spent the whole day running, every few hours, I thought I lost them, but they always found me somehow.

I can't believe this is how I'm going to have my birthday. My birthday is in one week. June 21, I'll be turning nine, but it won't matter, because I never celebrate my birthday. I mean why would I have to celebrate it? For the past three years, I've been running away from monsters and let's not forget, my mother is why I keep running into these things, it's like she knows where they are and she sends me there to fight them.

My mother used to be in the military, but she quit to watch over me, my father was never around. Let me say that differently, he was never there. I don't even know who he is. I don't even know if he's alive. Oh yeah, the exact date today is June, 14, 2002. This might be the day I actually die, that might not be a bad thing...considering everything I've been through and all the stuff I probably will go through in the future.

Alright focus! Right now, they are three monsters on your tail, why is that? I'll soon find out...Hopefully. I was hiding in some abandoned factory, not the best hiding place, but when you're on the run, anywhere is considered a good hiding place, know what I mean?

I was shaking, because was night, not because I was scared, it's cold out tonight, a cold death, huh? I wonder why I assume I'm going to die, oh yeah, because these monsters are huge and they can track me, and they won't give up! As I finally settled down, I heard a huge metal door get broken down, "She's here. I can smell her." A deep rumbling voice said. "Looks like supper is almost ready!" A monster with a squeaky voice chimed.

I heard a smack, like one of them hit the squeaky voiced monster in the back of the head. "Ow!" He exclaimed, "What did I do?" He asked.

"You're being an idiot! That's what." Another came into the building, I didn't want to look, but curiosity got the best of me, I took a peek and saw three huge hairy beasts, "Ugh..." I groaned as I looked at them, I don't want to be killed by them. I turned and slowly tried to sneak away, but of course I wasn't watching where I stepping, I ended up kicking something. I was on the third floor, so on the way down, it made sure to let them know where I was. Thanks random object! The monsters went quiet and made their way to me, "Great..." I grumbled, I could jump off. It would hurt, but I think I can handle it. I ran to the nearest window, alerting every monster, "There she is!" One yelled, "I can see that!" Another snapped.

I made it to the window, whoa, three floors isn't that high...I was hoping, but it looks a bit...Like I'm on the hundredth floor of a five star hotel. I took a deep breathe I have to do this, I am not going to die by these things. I heard them getting closer, my legs wouldn't move, like they were saying, I've been working all day, I can't handle a three story fall. And my mind was agreeing with my legs, find another way, it was telling me. I can make it. I know I can!

"Hurry! Grab her!" A monster shouted, I looked back only to see a huge pair of hands reaching for me, I got startled and jumped out the window, on the way down I felt the wind blowing against my face, and my belly feeling like I was falling from a thousand feet in the air. "Idiot! Jump out!"

I didn't want to stay around with them, I tried getting up, but I winched in pain, "Ugh!" I felt my leg, nothing was bleeding, I had a sprained ankle, "Ow...Not now..." I whimpered, I looked up only to see them trying to get through the window, my mind was racing, I have to get away, I tried crawling, it hurt, but I can still do it. I would have landed right, but I took too long doubting myself. There's no point in thinking about this right now, I need to try to crawl away and hopefully find someone to help me.

I was crawling for five minutes, the monsters headed in a different direction for some reason, I'm pretty sure they could have smelled me, "Over there!" They said and marched towards nothing. After I couldn't hear anything, I laid there and thought to myself, is this it? Not a very good ending for me. I mean, I've tried so many times to defend myself, and tried to learn as much as I could, plus doing all these gymnastic stuff was fun, I have so much to live for, I can't let it end here. I can't.

I strained to keep going, but I forced myself to keep at it. I don't care how much pain I was in, I just didn't want to die, and I'm only eight years old for god's sake! Two hours and then I saw the sun rise, I slowly fell asleep, "Hey!" A voice called to me, my eyes flattered open, "W-What?" I looked left and right, I saw four people running towards me, "I told you I smelled something!" Someone said, my vision was blurry, "I'll doubt you again, Grover. Let's help her." Another voice said, this one sounded older, a boy. They ran up to me, "Hey kid! You alright!?" A girl with a puck style haircut said, she looks pretty cool. I nodded weakly, I'm so tired, "What's your name?" She asked softly.

I tried to open my mouth to speak, but my chin felt like someone just sucker punched me. I winched and shook my head, "Oh...Well, it's going to be okay. We're here to help." She told me and smiled, "Yeah, so don't worry about anything else." The older boy told me gently.

There was a girl in the background, she had blond hair, and she looked about my age. "H-Hi..." She said and hid behind the older guy. The girl with a punk style hair cut offered me her hand, "Thalia, I'm sorry but we have to keep moving."

I tried reaching for her hand, but I stopped, these are all strangers...What if they're monsters too? I can't trust them, even if they look nice, I seen the younger girl again, she smiled at me, "they're nice people, you can trust them. I'm Annabeth." Annabeth said.

I still didn't want to chance it, I don't know what I did to my chin, but i can't talk, "She's right, none of us here are going to hurt you, we've all been through what you've been through." the older guy said.

That has to be some kind joke, any normal person would have lost their mind if they had to sit through what I've been through. I shook my head, I'm a bit scared right now, I don't know them, I can't trust them. "Listen, these three are just like you, they've been through getting kicked out of school and getting shamed by their families, we all do." The youngest boy said. "Ha, not bad Grover." The older guy chuckled.

The one named Grover blushed, "I'm just doing my job."

Job? I backed away some more, my eyes widened and I tried to get up, but I fell straight to the ground, "Auh!" I cried out. Thalia quickly grabbed me, "She has a sprained...No broken ankle, we need to help her." She sounded so worried about me, "put aside all the doubts you have about us, just let us help you." Thalia spoke softly, but she sounded confident that she could help me.

I was breathing hard, I want to say yes...But I don't have anyone I can trust, and let's not forget that I was just about to die a couple of hours ago. I tried pulling away, "I'm not going to let go, I'm going to help you, whether you like it or not. I'm going to do it!" She's kind of scary...But I don't mind, since she wants to really help me.

I nodded and let her drag me along, the others looked at each other and smiled, I hung on to Thalia tightly and started silently crying, she put her hand on my head and whispered, "it's okay."

I know it's kind of sudden for a new story, but this was on my mind for awhile now, I wanted to know what you guys think about it. I would really appreciate the feed back, but please remember this is the first chapter.

Thanks for reading! and I'll have some more chapters about Wyatt Knight's Falling next week! I hope you all have an awesome week!

Rilurz~