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Once getting over the shock that my friend was half goat, we went to my house. More like snuck over to my house. I felt like a soldier dogging enemies and bullets while trying to get to home base. It didn't help matter that Herry was bleating (yes bleating) the entire way there. He kept bleating and chewing his fingernails,"Always dracaende, always dracaende. Why is it always dracaende?"

I coughed awkwardly when we ducked behind a bush to hide from a cop car that was passing by.

"What are you saying? It sounds like Greek to me," I said sarcastically.

"Not funny Aud. Not funny. And I am speaking Greek!" he snapped back.

He dragged me out of the bush before I could give him a piece of my mind. Grumpily I flipped my long dark brown hair over my shoulder and followed him trying to ignore a throbbing headache that had started. Herry didn't look at me probably because my sea green eyes were shooting sparks. Fortunately my house was five miles away from the school so I couldn't throddle him. And yes...why was my mom driving me to school when I could walk? It started in ninth grade when I asked her if I could walk to my school. She told me off saying I could be kidnapped and sent me to my room. Anyways when we arrived at my house I pried a window on the first floor open and squeezed through silently. Herry on the other hand...or hoof sucked at sneaking in because after he squeezed through he took out a vase with his right hoof. My mom came rushing in the room and growled "AUDREY ROSE KINGSTON! THERE BETTER BE AN EXCUSE FOR YOU SKIPPING SCHOOL!"

"Ms. Kingston. It is time," panted Herry getting to his hooves, "and sorry about the vase."

My mom's face changed from anger, to shock to sadness in three seconds.

"Audrey...get in the car! I need to take you to a camp," she said softy.

"But what about clothes!?" I asked.

"I'll get them. Now go!" my mom snapped.

I caught a fleeting glimpse of her bear form. Herry was busy cleaning up his mess so he didn't see it. I listened to her and dragged Herry towards the garage. He and I dove in the backseat of my mom's car. Minutes later my mom flung a stuffed backpack at me. I scowled at her but made sure I had the necessary things for a 'camp'. Herry sniffed it as my mom started the engine.

"Oooooo! Cotten!" he said his eyes lighting up.

He tried taking a bite out of my favorite sweater but I slapped him. He reared back in surprise.

"Not today billy goat!"

My mom drove like a mad woman. Normally she drives...well normal. But not now. She sped through down town Manhattan and turned own a road that eventually had farms on both sides of it. My headache continued and my body started shaking slightly.

"What is wrong with me?" I thought feverishly.

Was I going to change? No...it couldn't be my...

"I should have done this sooner!" my mom murmured interrupting my thoughts.

"Uh...what are you saying?" I asked worriedly clutching my throbbing head.

Herry looked at me concerned but I waved him off. Rolling his he turned his head to look at the back of the car. But no one was following us.

"Your father was a god. The lower case one!" muttered my mother.

"But..."

I was cut off by Herry yelling," ITS right behind us!"

Night had fallen. So when I turned around all I saw was two glowing red eyes peering at me from the darkness. They were full of hate.

"Eek!" I shrieked.

I buried head into Herry's shoulder. Normally I would have felt embarrassed but not when there is FREAKING MONSTER TRYING TO KILL YOU!

"Yeah I know. The dog from Hel," whimpered Herry curling up into a fetal position.

Suddenly our tire hit a nail. Yeah I know...can my day get any worse? Our car spun in three hundred and sixty degrees. If my pet parrot Igraine was here she would be squawking, "360 now! 360 now! Sqwak! Bring it on you stupid road!"

Our car stopped spinning after skidding several hundred feet down the road. Whatever was chasing us gave a howl of anger that sent chills down my spine.

"Ugh!" I groaned peeling my face off the window.

"Audrey!" screamed my mom.

Outside the thing came closer.

"I'm fine!" I answered.

I unbuckled my seat belt and helped Herry out. His eyes had gone all slit eyed like a regular goat.

"Both you go! I'll be fine!" my mom said getting out.

She gave me hug and muttered,"I love you!"

"Where do we go?" I asked looking around.

All I could see was farmland.

"Go past that tree right there. Now go," said my mom pointing.

I caught a glimpse of a large pine tree towering above a hill.

"Mom..."

I turned but didn't see her. I caught a glimpse of her bear form slipping into the tall grass.

"Audrey come on!" shouted Herry tugging on my arm.

I took a deep breath and shouldered my backpack. Just as we reached the hill the heavens opened and it started pouring.

"You got to kidding me," I muttered.

We started hiking up the hill. It was all muddy by the time we got to the top. I kept skidding so Herry kept helping me up. Then something pounced on me. My eyesight went all blurry.

"AUDREY!" screamed Herry.

When my eyes came into focus all I saw was a large black hound the size of a garbage truck. Drool was dripping from its jaws. Herry the stupid goat boy flung a rock at it. It growled and turned to face him.

"Audrey run! Go past the tree. You'll be safe," he ordered as the hound advanced on him.

Being an idiot I didn't move. Herry tried sidestepping the hound but slipped because of the mud. His arm cracked when he hit the ground. I screamed. The hound pinned him down. Then Herry's head lolled making me curse in an un-lady like way. He was unconscious.

"HEY STUPID MUTT!" I screamed.

I pulled out the coin Herry gave me and prayed it would turn into a sword. It didn't disappoint me. Within seconds I held a gleaming bronze sword. The hound growled and swatted the sword out of my hands. Perfect...now I was defenseless!

"Nice doggy," I whimpered as the hound advanced.

It snarled so I took a step back. That was when the pain started. First my entire body prickled and my neck cracked as it elongated. My hands twisted into talons and I fell onto all fours. I heard my clothes tearing. Great...it was my air form; it had to be...otherwise my clothes would not be ripping. I gritted my teeth as something popped out along my back and grew all the way down to a tail that had grown. I howled in pain as two wings snapped out of my back. Panting I stood up when the transformation was over. The hound looked at me in surprise ever since i towered over it. A bolt of lightning let me catch sight of my shadow. A long snake like animal with bat like wings? This was my air form? A FREAKING DRAGON!? AUDREY THE FREAK GOT THE AIR FORM THAT WAS RARE!? Oh jeez Hank is going to kill me. Who is Hank? He is my bully cousin that is the 'star' in my family. His land form was a lion and his air form was a Phoenix. Hank had a bad habit of attacking me and my (only decent) cousin Maria using his air form. Maria had a hummingbird as her air form and a rabbit as her land form which made her an easy target. And with me...let's just say that despite my large size as a wolf could not match dagger like claws. Anyways how rare is a dragon form for my family? The chances of getting it is a billion to one! You have a better chance if getting a water form than this animal for your air form. Oooooo! Aunt Milly (Hank's mom) was going to be madddddd! She is so competitive with my mother.

The hound snarled suspiciously bringing me out of my thoughts. I snarled back and spat out a flame at the hound. Surprisingly my fire didn't hurt my mouth. My mouth was fireproof! Cool! I wonder if I could eat chillies with this form. Then again...it would not be pretty coming out both ends. The hound leaped at me before I could summon another flame so I tried dogging it. No luck...what so ever. The hound latched its jaws on my right foreleg. Bellowing in pain I snapped my jaws shut around it waist and flung it trying to ignore the bitter taste of blood in my mouth. It advanced again so I swung my tail at it but it avoided it snarling. It's eyes were trained on my tail. Glancing at it I noticed three spikes in the end of my tail that seemed to be made of the same material as my sword. I could use that ever since my talons were not able to hold my sword.

"Bring it on you overgrown flea bag!" I growled.

The hound sprang at me so I swatted it with my tail; raking my spikes along it's undefended chest. It exploded into dust. Panting I turned towards Herry. I nudged him roughly with my snout but he didn't move. I rolled him over on his back using my talons taking care not to hurt him. My excellent hearing picked up his heart beat. I changed back to human slowly...but it wasn't painful. Odd. My right arm was bleeding badly. I glanced down and noticed that I had enough clothing on to preserve some dignity. Wincing I drapped Herry on my shoulder and limped past the tree. An old colonial style farmhouse loomed into view. I saw kids milling around it.

"HELP US!" I screamed.

My headache had disappeared but my shoulder blades (where my wings came out) hurt like the dickens. Kids wearing orange T-shirts rushed up to us asking about a dozen questions. One guy with black hair and sea green eyes (like mine) held up a hand.

"Who are you?" he asked turning to me.

I dropped Herry and fell forward. The boy caught me and eased me down to the ground gently. Several campers crowded around Herry trying to wake him.

"A-A-A-Audrey Kingston," I muttered," 16 years old."

"My name is Percy Jackson," the boy said.

"Uhhhhhhhh," I groaned clutching my arm.

"MEDIC! WE NEED A MEDIC!" bellowed Percy.

"Will she be okay?" asked a blond girl with grey eyes.

"I hope so. Audrey...stay with me. You are going to make it."

I looked up into Percy's eyes before blackness overtook me.