As of this moment in time, my life was filled with contrasting feelings. Happy, yet petrified. He was seeing the person he hated the most, that abused him as well as his dad, spent all their family's money, and a horrible motherly figure, be killed. However now was not the time to celebrate, the great dane of a beast was looking at him and his dad with hungry eyes. It's maw covered in the blood of his "mom". It growled loudly and crept forward. I looked up my dad for protection, he glanced down and gave me a sad look. We backed up into the living room, the beast followed slowly, as if embracing the fear we no doubt reeked of. My dad noticed the door was cleared now that the great dane of a wolf had followed them. He squeezed my shoulder and pointed to the door with the same hand. With the other he grabbed a vase off a stand. The apparently got tired of waiting for it's snack and licked it mouth once before leaping at us. My dad pushed us to the side and smashed the vase on the monster's head, disorienting it enough for my dad to jump on its back.

"RUN!" was the last thing he ever said to me.

I looked at him hesitating to stay but he just shook his head. So i turned my head towards the door and booked it. I ran down the streets of Los Angeles at the dead of night. Plenty of people were still awake but that still wouldn't stop a monster like the one he saw. I ran for hours it seemed like, until I fell down in dirt, arms and legs apart as if I were about to make a dirt angel. I sucked in air greedily, taking as much in as I could. Once my heartbeat calmed down a little and I could breathe normal, I sat up. I noticed I was on the side of a freeway and to his right was Los Angeles. I was a good ten miles away. A lone tear trickled down my face as he thought about the fate of his dad. Paul was the best dad I could ever have. They didn't have much but he always did everything for me. He never got angry when I got expelled from a school. Not even the time where I shot a cannon at the school bus on accident. We had the best of times as father and son, but it wasn't always the things we did that were great, just the spending of quality time with him. Sometimes we would climb to the roof of the apartment complex the lived in and would look at the stars. My dad would tell me stories of the greek and roman myths. My favorite ,by far ,was Hercules. All the trials that he went through to prove his innocence to the gods, going through trial after trial. His strength and determination really shined to me though. Not physical strength but mental. A strength to persevere through the toughest of times and that is what I needed. With no food, water, shelter, or family, I trudged on in the dark of night, To where? I don't know. I just let my gut feeling take me wherever.

Line break

In the distance, after walking many hours, I saw a forest line. The moon was still out and at it's peak. My stomach growled loudly.

I looked down sadly, saying ,"You know I don't have any food nor do I know where any is"

It seemed to understand and kept quiet, but I could feel his empty stomach trying to digest itself. About a mile away from the forest I noticed a gas station. My day seemed to brighten up.

I don't have any Family, and I can't really get in trouble with anyone that I would care about, so maybe stealing this once would be justified

But the thought about stealing alone made him feel guilty and angry with himself.

Okay so definitely no stealing, since it's just plain wrong. Maybe Begging? I wouldn't be lying if i were to say that I am in dire needs of food since I'm all alone and have no family.

Yet again my instincts or body seemingly rejected the idea yet again. The action almost felt deign of me. While I was contemplating, I tripped on a rock that happened to appear in front of me causing me to fall clumsily on the ground. But when I pushed himself up I saw a benjamin on the ground covered in dirt. I looked around, and even rubbed my eyes to see if I was dreaming.

What a convenience.

I picked up the 100$ bill and tucked it into the pocket of my jeans and dusted myself off. I then headed to the gas station only to realize that it was on the opposite side of the freeway. Cars flew by at high speed

figures only so much could go my way.

Boy was was I wrong. Simultaneously two cars in opposite lanes crashed randomly causing all the cars behind them to hit their brakes to stop from being apart of the accident. Seeing this as my only opportunity to cross the freeway, I ran as fast as I could across it. Right as my foot hit the other side traffic speed up again, people sped by, like the cars that flipped didn't happen. I shook it off and went into the beat up gas station for some food and water before I go into the forest. I heard the notorious ding of the gas station as i pushed the door open. The first thing that I noticed was how big it was. I swore that the store was much smaller on the outside. I shook that off as well and walked around. They surprisingly had back packs even foldable wagons in here. Never in my life had I seen a gas station carry this , but when life gives you lemon you make lemonade. I bought a couple of backpacks, a lot of 1 liter water bottles, pretzels and bunch of other foods. I struggled to carry all of my stuff to the counter as there were so many of them. I barely made it there as some chips were starting to slip from my grip as I got there. No one was at the counter so I waited. I looked around after a couple of minutes and coughed loudly once or twice. Finally a tall man came. I didn't think anything of it until I saw his eye.

"WHAT HAPPENED TO YOUR FACE!" I yelled

The deformed man just looked down at me menacingly.

"I'm a cyclops bro." He replied with surfer accent

"Cyclops are real?!" I asked surprised.

"Uh yeah bro. We've been like living next to you guys since like the dawn of age bro." He said nonchalantly.

"But aren't you guys evil? From what I heard one of you guys tried eating Ulysses." I pointed out.

"Oh yeah. Those bros of mine are like huge dicks. They like eat humans and demigods." He said rolling his eye.

"What about you?" I asked kinda scared.

"Oh me bro? No need to worry little dude. I've chosen a life human food and like peacefulness." He said bobbing his head.

True to his word he didn't seem like Cyclopes from stories. His hair was combed pretty decently, his teeth weren't yellow, he didn't reek that bad of BO, and his clothes ironed and washed.

"What made you choose this life…. ummmm dude?" I asked a little less intimidated.

Without missing a beat he said darkly ,"death."

My eyes opened wide, mouth agape, arms limp at my side.

"What do you mean death?!" I questioned loudly.

His eye closed from how I all but screamed at him.

"Cool it little bro. As like a monster, you don't fully die bro. Your soul like goes down to Tartarus after you've been killed bro ,and You repeat a cycle of life in a horrible place and dying a horrible way bro. It really like sucks bro." He said kinda sad.

"That sounds horrible" I said shivering slightly.

"I know bro. That why I'm like surfing this wave bro...riding it all the way till the end of time." He replied coolly, while making his hand pretend to surf.

"Anyways little bro, you have like a really strong scent. It has a earth accent to it. So i'd say you were a son of hades." He stated

Confused with what he said I asked," what do you mean scent and son of hades. I'm just a boy and I'm pretty sure I would know if my dad was hades?"

The cyclops thought for a moment before saying ,"Well dude, scent is what draws monsters to you bro. It kinda like a beacon for monsters, but like in smelling form. You know what I mean bro?"

"I guess I do. So it's like the smell of good food?" I questioned

"Yeah little bro. Like that but stronger for those monsters. They are like able to smell it for miles upon miles bro. Pretty rad for them. But for you little bro not so much?" The cyclops said.

" okay…. but what about son of hades? My dad was just a regular guy. He didn't seem like the all powerful hades, god of the dead and the underworld." Is told the guy, or monster, or whatever you want to call him

" That is true… Did you ever like meet your mom bro?" He asked more intrigued

I shook my head ," she was lost in a excavation site a while back, from what my dad told me."

" well from what I can tell ,and like smell little bro, you are a son of Demeter. You green eyes, earth strong smell. Congrats bro. You probably won't isn't as strong as a scent of the big three little bro. So just like lie low and get to the nearest camp." He said happy for me

" Don't you mean Ceres?" I asked confused

He looked at me weirdly before his eye got huge ," oh yeah bro. Totally what I meant. Anyway there should be a camp of people just like you. Demigods. Just like follow your heart and like you'll get to a wolf place. There Lupa will tell you the rest.

At that point in my life. My world was spinning. I was a son of Demeter. Amazing not so much. Better for survival apparently. There was place for people like me. And they were all demigods. I was a demigod.

After coming over my daze. I bought all the food and water, as well as backpacks. The friendly cyclops, Who I soon found out was billy, wished me luck and gave me my stuff for half price. Since he still wanted to keep his job, but still help me out.

Walking out, I looked into the wilderness ,the trees looked imposing, the moon starting to set but still shined light, I breathed in and blew out. This is my new life one of adventure, I hope. Then I started my trek to the this house of wolves. Little did I know what thing were going to happen that would forever change my mind.

Hey guys is Malosi. This is my second story. But we don't talk about the first one. I was kinda debating weather to write this or not. I got sidetracked in my last story b/c of school and sports. But I will try extremely hard to post ASAP. But yeah this is just an intro please bear? bare? with me. Next chapter will include the journey to the wolf house as well as a little bit of training. More action to come after that. ANYWAYS I just wanted to write this b/c I see very little Roman fanfics and I wanted to write my own. So I did and hopefully I'll be able to get this going. Thank you. Please review.

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