The Journal of Byron Jameson, Son of Hades By Crazebot2000

by Crazebot2000

Follow the son of Hades as he enters the world of the gods. Read how with Roman and Greek help he defeated Tartarus himself. Send other characters through PM. Might use your characters. All characters except Byron and his family will be created by you the readers. This story has language, but not drunken sailor language, no not that much, but it still has language.

Journal entry #1 1/16/20

First off, if you think this is going to be a "dear diary" think and you want it to be like that, than get off this story. Hello world, if you haven't gleamed it from the title, my name is Byron Jameson, and I'm a son of Hades. The only reason I'm doing this journal is because my sister, Lyra, recommended it: "You know what you should do?" Lyra asked. "What?" I said. "You should write a journal, so everyone knows what you've done. It could help your shyness to others." She said. I was standing and the next thing I know I'm at the infirmary in camp. I looked at my sister and I said: "yeah, sure, I'll make a journal." Then I passed out again.

Anyways that's how I'm doing this journal. I should leave a description so you people have a faint idea of what I look like. I'm 6ft 2, have pale skin, and I have brown eyes and shoulder-length hair. I'm skinny too. And I'm a shifter; I turn into a gold hellhound. It's probably gold 'cause that's my favorite color. I'm bisexual and I don't like changing my 'uniform' as people think to call it. It's a black leather jacket, black jeans, silver chains used for a belt, and black combat boots with a celestial bronze knife in them. I have a bow slung across my back and my favorite necklace. On the dog tag it has a picture of the helm of darkness. On the other side of the dog tag it says 'owned' in Ancient Greek, courtesy of my own godly father, Hades. When the dog tag is tapped, and by my hand only will it work, it envelopes my body in heavy duty Celestial Bronze armor.

This entry was only to get people interested. Do you want to read how I defeated Tartarus with some friends? Yeah I thought so. Came back and read my next entry. Who knows? I might even continue this journal. The kids here at camp are crazy, but even I love them. I have a lot more friends here than I did before in my foster homes. You know what? I actually will continue this journal. People will need to know what happened. And maybe my little sis' is right; maybe it will help with my shyness. That's it for today. "See" you folks.