~Oh shit oh shit!~

Covered in mud and golden dust, Nathan Lunas ran through the woods as fast as he could. Which was pretty damn fast by normal standards. He was easily fast enough to catch a deer with his bare hands. But what was behind him was faster. Usually Nathan loved running in the woods. It always allowed him to clear his mind and reevaluate whatever task was causing him trouble. But now he was running out of steam, his breaths heavy and hot in his chest despite the cold air around him. The wet moss and mud making his steps hard to plant properly when his feet came into contact with the ground. As Nathan landed on a loose stone, he lost his footing and slammed into a tree to his right, cutting a large gash into his forearm.

"GRAHHHHH"!

At the sound of the monster chasing him letting loose another roar of frustration, Nathan ignored the pain and pushed himself to continue running. ~What the hell is going on!~ He thought to himself as he ducked another low hanging branch.

He has been checking the traps around the woods for his father as he did every evening, and to his delight they had caught a rabbit and two squirels. This should be enough meat to last another few days. He had started heading home when two big, savage dogs that looked like they had come from the pits of hell itself cut him off. One of them had lunged at him, and if he had been almost anyone else, he would be dead.

Before the teeth had touched him he jumped backwards and landed on his back, holding the snarling beast back with his legs as he pulled out his golden knife and slid it through its lower jaw and up into its brain. His instincts being the only thing that saved him. The other dog, obviously just as suprised as Nathan was that he was now covered in golden dust from its dead companion, hesitated. Without a second thought Nathan got up and bolted in the opposite direction.

And now here he was, being chased through the Alaskan woods he had grown up around by a maneating death dog. ~Just a little farther~ He had managed to turn back towards his home a few minutes ago after successfully lossing the death dog, using his knowledge from years wandering these woods to block its view of him in the thick brush as he switched direction. But it was catching up again now. And his house was still another thousand yards away. But then he saw the familiar porch light shining in through the darkness ahead.

As his second wind hit him at the site of home, filling him with renewed vigor, he sprinted forward as fast as he could. He burst into the open space surrounded his home and came to a dead stop as his brain struggled to comprehend what he saw. There was golden dust everywhere, and two more death dogs snarling at his father who currently was backed up to the side of their small house. But as suprising as that was, it was nothing compared to the two silver and gold daggers in his fathers hands, or the large grey wolf right next to him, snarling back at the monsters.

He quickly came to his senses again as a low growl came from behind him. He ducked and rolled to the side as the death dog almost took his head off. He held his knife in front of him, ready to defend himself, when suddenly it burts into golden dust. "Are you alright Nat?" his father's, Matt Lunas, voice asked as his walked up from behind where the beast had just been. A look of shame and worry on his face, and both daggers in hands, he approached his son. Nathan nodded, still confused but overall alright. "Im alright, I think. Just confused, and my arm hurts a little". He was trying to sort through his thoughts as his dad hugged him tightly, relieved as he sighed. Nat hugged his father back, glad everything was ok for now. And that when he noticed the wolf he saw just a moment ago sitting patiently behind his father, staring at him curiously.

It was the largest wolf he had ever seen, even for a grey wolf, easily coming up to Nat's ribcage while it sat staring. It had scars all through its body that were easily visable even through the thick fur. Its fur was a silver color everywhere except the chest and stomach which was white as snow. But nothing compared to its startlingly silver and intelligent eyes. ~They kind of look like mine~ Nat thought as he let go of his father. His mind was racing with questions he couldnt seem to find the words to form, and his face gave his confusion away causing his father to interupt his thoughts. "Come inside Nat. I know you have many questions. And I will answer as many as I can, I promise, but this is going to take a while".

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After about two hours of explanation, many many questions, and a near heart attack as the wolf tranformed into a tall, silver haired woman right before his very eyes, Nat sat there in complete shock. As he ran his fingers through his short, messy grey hair and tried to accept everything he had just heard, silence had taken over the living room the three people were sitting in.

~This is all crazy! First I get chased through the woods by some sort of monster called a hellhound, then find out all those myths about greek and roman god are REAL -oh and apperently im the son of some wolf goddess named Lupa-, and now im supposed to just pack up my things and leave the only home Ive ever known?! ~

Nat's head was pounding as he struggled to accept that everything he had once thought was true and simple was completly wrong. And with a sigh, Nat looked up at the godess he had just found out was his mother. His dad had never talked much about his mom, only saying "youll find out one day" and leaving it at that. It always frustrated him, but he accepted the answer as his dad was someone he new not to mess with. His father was a bit on the shorter side, but stocky, and while he would never a hand on his son and very rarily raised his voice, Nat always avoided making his angry. Life was hard enough living in the middle of nature without adding uneeded tension into the mix.

"So I dont get a choice in this? What if I want to stay here? This is my home and the only place Ive ever known". Lupa replied to Nat in a stern voice, making sure he knew she meant business "This place is no longer safe for you. I stayed away for 16 years, allowing Matt here to raise you away from the current struggle of a world you dont understand." she gestured towards his father, who his running his own fingers through his brown shaggy hair, averting his sad brown eyes from his sons peircing silver eyes. "Im sorry but this monster attack was only the first of many. Your scent has become too strong, and with you here more and more monsters will continue to attack you and your father. Im sorry, I understand this is alot to take in, but with me you will be safe as I train you to become a proper demigod." she concluded.

Lupa did not like this anymore than he did. She had no wish to drag her only son into a world filled with monsters and gods and war, after war, after war to attain power. She had wanted a peaceful and simple life for him, but with the current spike in moster activities and this attack on a once safe and hidden home, she has to keep him safe herself, and get him ready for whatever is to come. He can argue till his face turns blue, but she was never one to be pushed around. She was just glad her former lover had contacted her in time to come help when the hellhounds attacked.

Lupa watched her son, taking note of his strong arms, fit physique, and above average height with approval. ~He has alot of potential. But I wonder what abilities he has gotten from me?~ She thought back to what he told her about his hellhound attack, and she was proud of his relfexes and raw speed. When he had burst through the clearing and into her view with the hellhound close behind, she almost didnt hear him, only noticing his heavy breathing. She would have to work on that, but his footstep were silent and his stance and grip with a blade, even if it was just a small imperial gold knife, showed he had some natural talent. She smiled internally at her son.

As Nat silently accepted that he had no choice but to leave, he stood up and walked out of the room and began to pack, not uttering a single word the entire time. He was still angery yes, very angery, but he couldnt deny what she said anymore, this night being proof that the claims Lupa was making werent false. As he finished, he walked back out towards where Luna and his father were catching up with each other.

Lupa and Matt looked up as he approached and his father spoke up "Are you ready to start your new life"?

"As ready as ill ever be I guess" Nat spoke softly, trying to stay composed.

"We wont be apart forever Nat, I wish I could come with you. But your strong boy, and I know you will learn to enjoy your new life" Nat's father said.

Nat nodded, a small and sad smile appearing on his face that showed off his white teath and long, sharp incisors. "I love you dad, dont get lost in the woods without me".

Matt rolled his eyes and smiled softly, Nats attempt to lighten the mood having worked slightly. "Ill try son, and I love you too" he said as he gave his son a big hug. Nat hugged his father back and when they let go, Lupa gently placed a hand on his shoulder.

Matts eyes widened "WAIT" he said quickly. He fetched the two daggers of half imperial gold and half silver along with the sheathes from his belt and handed them to his son. "I want you to have these, they have served their purpose here, and I was never very good with them anyway."

Nat smiled again and took the daggers from his father. "Thank you dad"

Matt just nodded and said goodbye to his son and Lupa.

"Goodbye dad." he said as the world shifted around him and his and his mother dissapeared to begin his new life.