I always seemed to know there was something more, something out there that I didn't quite understand. There was no point talking to anyone about it, I was only fifteen and they all thought I was probably just dreaming and 'being a kid'. The phrase "Be careful what you wish for." would run through my mind all the time. But I kept on wishing, because a normal life is boring.

Grover had started my school in England a few weeks ago, he came from America, which I found completely awesome. He was in a lot of my classes and as i was very talkative, i broke the silence on his first day by saying 'fun lesson, ay' when we were suppost to be silently working from a text book. Ever since then we had become good friends and joked around all the time. He and my friends also got on well, which was great. Although he would get made fun of sometimes for the way he walked, he had some sort of disease with his legs. I would feel so sorry for him because he could never do sports or run properly. When someone said something about it i would sometimes loose my anger and lash out at them. Grover was abit emotional, definately more than me so I had to somehow look after him.

July came and the leaves began to turn greener now, most of them were still on the trees and a few russled on the floor. That's why, when on a sunday morning around 7am I went out for a walk in the little wood. I would never normally be able to do anything like that on a sunday. If i couldn't sleep, i would stay in bed until i could. Today was just different.
I came to the entrance to the woods and took in a deep breath.

I love the smell of nature.

I grinned and nearly began skipping into the woods when a familiar voice called my name.
I span around and nearly got knocked over by Grover."Oh hey, bud!" I smiled as he steadied himself. "What are you doing up at this time?" I looked at him and he didn't seem his usual cheerful self.
"Hey Tash, can you come with me?" He grabbed my arm and started pulling me down the street, well, he tried, his legs where letting him down.
"But I was just going to take a walk." I frowned as he let go of my arm. "You can come with if you like."
"We will never be able to get away fast enough with these on..." He mumbled looking at his feet, then he pulled out his phone. He held it up to his ear then someone answered. "It's definately her... Can you come pick us up on Huntington Road, quickly? I can smell some, they're close... and big." He glaced behind him and began to walk faster. "Hurry, please." He whimperd into the phone then chucked it over the bridge we were crossing.
"Dude! What the hell? That was a good phone. What are you smelling? And who did you just call?" I grabbed his arm when he didn't respond, he yelped and jumped away. I looked at him and his worried face, I must have grabbed him to hard. "Sorry, I didn't mean to hurt you, can you just tell me what your doing?"
"Can you just keep walking and I'll... try explain a few things..." I nodded and we began to walk again. "You can't go back to your house, you will have to come with us, and we'll figure it out in the car."
"Er, what about my mum?" My heart was starting to beat faster, I knew something was seriously wrong.
"We will get in touch with her soon, does she know your out?" We walked past my street and headed up to Town. "No, she was still asleep when I left, can't I just tell her now?"
"No, sorry, they will catch up with us and then we will have real problems." Grover kept glancing around him, and began chewing nervously on the side of his hood. I looked around myself and saw nothing unusual. I was getting fustrated and wished he would just explain everything. "So who are they? The people you're smelling..." He rearanged his hat and opened his mouth when a black Jeep rolled up to the kerb next to us. He sighed, relieved.
The back door opened and Grover pushed me slightly to get in. "Thank the Gods. They were getting close." Grover hopped in next to me, so I was stuck in the middle.
"Grover!" I looked to the right of me and found a guy with dark hair that hung a bit over his eyes but the sea green colour was piercing enough to make up for it. He was grinning at Grover.
"Perrrrrcy! I've missed you." He grinned back, then came back to reality. "Oh sorry," He regarded me and smiled. "Tash, this is Percy, and that's Annabeth at the front." I smiled at them both, as they did with me. They where both looked about the same age as me. "And our driver is-"
"Argus." I finished. They all looked at me, surprised. My eyes where still fixed on the 100 eyed man that was up front in the drivers seat. "Right..." I blinked and focused my eyes to outside the front window. We were in town now, near the centre.

"Tash, do you know who Argus is?" Grover asked. I frowned at him, "Do you not remember that I have a craze with Greek mythology? Uh, duh, of corse I know who Argus is, Hera originally made him spy on lo."
Argus' eyes wrinkled, so it looked like he was smiling at me.
"Grover," I said firmly. "Who were those people you were smelling?" He should finally tell me already, I mean I'm freaked out already, might as well know everything else that's not suppost to be real... or whatever...
"I don't know exactly, but there was a few of them. Different types of monsters, a bunch of them, I think." Grover looked out the back window. "We will have to take the train over to the safe house." Annabeth said.
"Wait! Will my mum be OK?" I started to panic. "We have to go ba-"
"You're mum will be fine, it's us they're after." Percy smiled like he knew exactly how I felt.
"I don't see why we just can't fight them. There can't be that many." Percy mumbled.
"Percy, not now. There is too many people around. Even with the mist." Annabeth said.
I stared at them with a confused look on my face, then I looked at Grover and pleaded with my eyes to make him explain.
"Tash, so now you know that Greek myths are real... Well, Percy is the son of Poseidon, Annabeth is the daughter of Athena and I'm well..." He began to take off his hat, which I only realised until now that he never did. His brown curly hair sprang up and underneath his hair where two little curved horns."I'm a satyr." He smiled and put his hat back in place. "I have hooves too, no leg disease."
Annabeth pointed Argus in the direction of the train station.

Right... Okay... Fair play, maybe I've gone delusional... or maybe I've really gone crazy in the head this time. It even could be a dream. I pinched myself. Nope... Not dreaming... and that hurt.

"Alright, so why have you kinapped me then? Just to show off how cool all you guys are?" I frowned and crossed my arms, realising that I sounded pretty childish. Annabeth turned around and told me the news that would change my life. "Tasha, you're a demi-god too.