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Rating: "T": There is language and possible not-for-child's stuff/topics, but with 16 years you should be fine

Type: Action/Survival/Post-Apocalyptic/Drama-not-drama/Romance(? We'll see

Disclaimer: If you think I create Percy Jackson and stuff, what the heck dude, like, really. Go see a doc. Rick the "cliffhanger master" Riordan created the universe and a big bunch of characters, but you already knew that, and I am only adding stuff and characters to his amazing universe

Nathan

In the middle of the night, he appears. Darker than black, he wields an iron axe, attacking an old man who has a sword and shield. Just after he broke his shield and is ready to give the final strike, I wake up.

Today is no different, as I open my eyes abruptly; I find myself in an almost empty classroom, only with Jack and Robert giving me a silent company. They are like thirty years old or so. Jack is an ashen blond, as are his teeth. He is usually nice, except when he's hungry. And I don't like Robert.

Now with no more sleep, I stand up; circle a pile of desks and chairs piled up in the middle of the classroom for protection, and go out. It is a sunny, yet not hot day. I like this kind of days. I go to the left, directly to the bathroom, wash my face, urinate and get ready for another day.

A dull, boring and probably a not-easy-one day, just as always. Not that I can complain, but it really gets monotonous living in an old school in the middle of a devastated city, in a devastated country, in a devastated… well, nowadays it's all freaking devastated in our godless world.

Okay, maybe that last thing wasn't completely true. Yes, the gods are still out there, but since the rise of the dark angel about forty years ago they rarely spoke to demigods, have sons or care about them. However, as a normal guy, that never really affected me.

Anyway, after going to the bathroom I go downstairs to get breakfast, which consists of green peas, just like the lunch and dinner. We are running low on food, so the general ration is smaller than the usual. Don't care that much though, I always had a small stomach. Here in the kitchen are also little Pablo and his mother Carolina. They are normal, just like me. She said once that her father was from Mexico, a country in the south, but now there were no more countries anymore, at least that anybody knew about. As I am finishing my food, I hear a voice behind me.

"'Sup Nate, everything fine?"

Right next to me is a short-black-hair girl with her own bowl of peas who sit in front of me. She is wearing an old orange T-shirt that the Commander gave her and jeans.

"Hi Jodie."

She is my only "friend friend" here. Not that I hate everyone else, but she is the closest to my age, and well, she never gets too far away. Besides, she has been in the group for a lot of time, so yeah, she is my friend. Unlike the vast majority, she is a demigod.

"So, how was your sleep, huh?"

"I dunno. I get asleep while it."

"Haha." She laughed sarcastically "But really, did you have any dreams or something? Because I dreamed that, while out there, I got surrounded by the Copper Ones and they bite me and make me one of them! It was horrible!"

"Hm. Nah, I dreamed nothing, I never do."

I'm not very social, more like introvert, even with her.

"Really? Well that's boring." She finishes her peas, and says "Men, we are running low on food AGAIN! I hate this."

We have been running low on almost all resources since those punks came. They set up a camp in a city not far from ours, like twelve miles I heard the Commander say. They have attacked us a few times, but we have succeeded in repelling them every single time, mostly because this school is sort of a fortress thanks to the Commander defensive measures and techniques. For example, just after we arrived, She ordered to nail really thin planks in the steps of the principal staircase. None of us thought that would be useful, but hell it was. Every time the Copper Ones or others hostile humans came from there, they couldn't stop tripping up on those, making them easy to kill. The pile of desk and chairs in every room was her idea too.

"Yeah, but with those guys out there the Commander wouldn't let us go scouting for food."

Jodie has asked her many times, but She never agreed. I guess she's right; after all, Jodie is our only demigod; we just can't let her be walking out there like nothing could happen. If it was dangerous already for them before the Copper Age started (or so the Commander has told us), it was insane to let the few of them who remain getting out. But they have to. Their natural reflexes and battle instincts make them fearsome individuals, even capable of killing monsters. And for that reason is why the demigods must always have at least one celestial bronze weapon. Celestial bronze is rare nowadays, and it is very hard to find, if not almost impossible.

Jodie sighs.

"Well, we still have some time before our watch begins, how about training a bit?"

"Why not? I bet this time I will defeat Underwood"

"Right. Sure, totally bro, you got it man…"

I ignore her. We go towards the schoolyard, which is the main training area of the school. As usual, Grover the satyr is already training with his wooden mace reinforced with steel. Technically, he is seventy years old, but as a satyr, he takes twice the time to maturate than humans or demigods, so he has the body of men in middle thirties. Except he has goat legs. And two big pointy horns coming out of his forehead. Aside from that, he was a totally normal goat-man.

"Hey, wazzup old men?"

"Nathan! You are awake! Are you feeling right?"

Hah. Classic Grover move.

"Hi Grover!" says Jodie

"Hi Jodie! What you doin'"

"Not much, here Nathan was telling me he would defeat you in a fight…"

"Huh" he looks at me "is that so? Because that can be resolved very quickly my dear."

I am no coward, so I agree and we both get in our positions. I grab a wooden sword, while him a mace of the same material. Now we are prepared for battle. I attack him from the left, but he jumps and does like he kicks me in the chest, making me flinch. Before I could attack again, he hits me in the ribs and kicks the shit out of me, making me fly ten feet from him before falling to the ground.

Freaking satyr. Since I have memory I had never defeated him, but he told me not think I was weak, "I was not only a Lord of Nature, but an active participant in the Titan's War, and I had as well survived all this forty years, so yeah, I kick more ass than a cheese enchilada" he said. I deduce an enchilada was some kind of food, but it didn't sound that appealing.

Jodie found my fall funny and laughed out.

"Girl, don't laugh so fast, 'cause you are next " says the old guardian. She stops instantly, and looks like she has screwed it up. While getting up, Robert showed up.

"Hey Jodie, Nathan, the Commander is calling for you two."

She never called us just to chat, so I give the sword to Grover and we go up to the director's office.

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