Chapter 1
I was standing on top of a hill that a huge pine tree grew from and I did a mental check on myself. I had no idea what had just happened before. I could only remember being attacked by some carnivorous, man-eating monster that looked like a large, feral dog. It had huge globs of saliva drooping down from its razor sharp teeth. The monster-dog looked as though it was ready to tear me to shreds. After I saw it, I became really scared. I felt this surge of power that seemed to come from out of nowhere, and, as soon as it had come, I could feel myself becoming uneasy. My vision grew hazy, and I believe that I blacked out.
I woke up, feeling sore all over, back under the same tree on the hill. I glanced to the side and noticed a camp that was stationed at the foot of the hill. I swore that it had not been there before. Next to the camp was a big white house that looked almost like a wooden bird house with all the different levels. I found myself walking towards the house, unable to walk straight because of a pulsating headache that I had somehow managed to acquire.
When I noticed some people nearby, I tried to get their attention by calling out to them. I was after some help, but I found that they would not even notice me. Shrugging it off as weird and snobbish of them, I continued to walk towards the big house. When I made my way to the porch, I found myself being overcome by the same haziness from before. I felt myself collapse before my body and mind went all numb.
When I woke up again, feeling all groggy as if I had been drugged, I found that I was not alone. I stared up to notice that I was being screamed at by a large, fat guy who was wearing a striped t-shirt and old cargo shorts. In his left hand was a can of diet coke. I strangely found that I immediately knew just who he was without all the obvious signs. He was the god of wine and spirits. Despite the lack of alcoholic beverages around him, the strong smell still lingered.
He took a moment to calm down before deciding to ask me for information on who I was. I only told him that my name was Luna Sterling, and he seemed to grow angry once again. His grumpy behavior stuck me as rude, and he continued to badger me for answers. He asked me why I was there, and told him that I had been attacked. I only seemed to continue to anger him further.
"And what do you want me to do about it? Get out!" he shouted, his face growing red in color.
As I was leaving, I noticed that the man developed a weird expression on his face. "Stop," he said.
"Why should I? You're the one who is kicking me out," I started, before catching my reflection in the adjacent mirror that was situated behind the window. My eyes widened as I noticed that my reflected self was wearing a dark helm over my head. Touching my own head proved that the mirror was showing the truth.
The man gasped, dropping his can of soft drink. "You have been claimed by Hades, the god of the underworld! You are the child of one of the big three!" He swung open his door. "Come with me to your new cabin."
I went with him to the cabin that he had claimed to have been mine. When we got there, I peered inside to see that it only had one bed. It was as if Hades had only one kid. The inside of the cabin was cool, the walls were made of black marble and, of course, everything else was also black. There was a big stereo to the side. I was shocked to discover that all of my music was there by the stereo; as if someone had known that I would be coming.