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TJ's PoV.

A week later I was at the 21st Nome in Brooklyn, NY. It was a limestone and steel mansion on top of a warehouse on the banks of the East River. There was a marvelous view of Manhattan from the balcony. The Kanes had just finished giving me a tour of the place and introduced me to a few of the trainees. Now we were sitting in the library with two others, Walt and Zia I believe, the two they're going with.

Carter and Sadie Kane look nothing alike. For one, Sadie was white while Carter was African American. Sadie's hair was caramel colored with some purple streaks in it and she had blue eyes. Carter's hair was brown, as were his eyes. Walt was also African American. Zia was Arabic and had amber eyes. Right now we were discussing all the different gods and which of their paths I would like to follow. Honestly, none of them sounded like they could fit my "skill" set.

"I'm telling you guys, none of those fit me." I told them. They all shared a look.

"TJ, you don't have to figure out what path you want to learn on your first day. It takes time and sometimes your path is already chosen." Carter explained. "You'll know when you find it."

"Yeah, none of us knew what paths we were going to follow when we first started the whole path of the gods thing." Sadie added.

"It's not that I don't know what path to choose. My powers are different from other magicians'." I said to them hoping to clarify my point. Didn't work too well.

"Everyone's powers are different. That's why we teach so many different things in the House." Zia spoke this time. Gah! These people just aren't getting it. Yeah, I know they're trying to be helpful but it was a bit irritating that they didn't understand what I was trying to tell them. I started to bang my head on the table.

"Why are you doing that?" Carter asked.

"Because you aren't getting it." Keeping up the head banging. "Everyone always says that emotions are bad for magic."

"Because it is." Walt spoke up. "They can kill the spells you're trying to cast. What does that have to do with anything?" I stopped the head banging and looked up at him.

"Some of my powers react to emotions like their making it stronger." They looked shocked when I said that and I knew why.

"Is that even possible?" A new voice spoke from behind us. We turned to see a boy at around the age of eleven standing among the shelves of books and scrolls.

"Hey Felix. What do you need?" Carter asked him.

"Just came to tell you it's time for dinner." Felix told him but never took his eyes off me. It was almost as if he had seen me before. That didn't make sense because I had never seen the kid before in my life.

"Can I help you?" I asked him.

"Have you ever been to St. Louis?" The kid asked me. Now I was really confused.

"No, I haven't. Why do you ask?" How could this kid possibly know me?

"Oh, you just look like someone I saw there one time. Are you sure?" Felix, as Carter called him, pressed.

"Yes I'm sure this is the first time I left my home state and it's not even near Missouri. Are you from there?" I asked.

"Yeah, I use to live with my parents in the city and they took me to the arch a few years ago and I saw someone that looks like you except a younger scrawnier version of you. Then I came here about a year and a half ago to train."

"That's cool. So whose path are you following? Or do you not know yet?" I asked.

"I'm following the ice god." He said excitedly. "It's really cool cuz I'm the only one to ever do it. That I know of anyway."

"Egypt has an ice god? I thought it was a desert."

"Your point?" he asked and I just shook my head with a smile and let it drop.

"So you ready to meet all of the other initiates?" Sadie asked me.

"As I'll ever be." I replied. This was going to be fun. "So Felix who's this guy you met back in St. Louis?" we got up and started walking out of the library.

"I'm pretty sure his name was Percy Jackson but I don't really remember all the details. But me and my parents were at the Arch visiting and the observation deck was about to close and it was us, the park ranger guy, a fat lady with a Chihuahua, and Percy. Then the Chihuahua suddenly turned into a giant fire breathing one." He went on to explain everything that happened to the best of his memory. Apparently everyone thought that this Percy guy was a terrorist at the age of twelve and blamed him for the Arch being torched. Then later the police taught up with him in L.A. according to the news reports and that it had been the fault of some other guy that had caused the fiasco at the Arch. By the time he was done explaining to me we had grabbed our dinner and I sat down in an empty seat next to a guy close to my age and Felix sat on my other side. "My mom thought that the Chihuahua was after me the first time she saw it because, well because of the whole blood of the pharos thing. But then it just disappeared after the guy jumped out of the Arch and she didn't know what to think. She didn't tell me any of that at the time. Dad didn't believe me or mom about the Chihuahua after the incident. I thought I was gunna go insane. Then I learned about the House and now I think that normal people are the insane ones."

"I know what you mean. I used to always see things others couldn't. Not even my own parents could see them." He smiled at me when I told him that and I couldn't help but smile back. "Insanity is a great way of putting it."

Oh TJ you have no idea what's coming your way. Neither does the rest of the House. You don't know nothing about insanity.