AN:thanks for the reviews and hints you guys and gals have given me. I'll try to make this chapter longer ,a little more interesting, and hopefully more in-depth. so Please write a comment and enjoy.

I walked slowly ,one foot at a time through the small city. I was walking through a dimly lit street somewhere in Wyoming. My feet scraping the cement as I trudged on aimlessly, wasting the only free time I had. Lady Artemis insisted that we immediately leave New York and head to Yellowstone national park. So here we are...well they're there i'm off "enjoying" my alone time in a small city near the park. A few cars passed by ,but were gone almost instantly as there lights disappeared in the darkness. Few people were out at this time, I looked down at my watch and seeing it being 11:30 I returned to my walk. There were a few hoodlums and some store owners leaving, but they paid me no attention.i kept my head low and ignored them too,well until i haerd someone yell "hey,punk". I stopped and turned around ,to see where the rough voice came from. I was met by an older gentleman around the age of 40 stumbling towards me."sir i think your drunk" I said with a small smirk, he smiled widely and started laughing like a maniac. "no ..you're drunk" he stammered out before proceeding towards me. when he was close enough he moved forward and shoved me lightly. i stepped back a few steps but maintained my balance I stepped forward and shoved the man back. He being drunk fell straight to the ground ,by this point hoodlums were standing up and making there way over to the scene. One of the teenagers yelled "hey he tried to fight rick get him", just like that i turned on my heels and began sprinting.

I turned around for a split second to see 7 or 8 people running after me. Although most of them had to slow down to pull up their sagging pants which gave me the advantage.i kept sprinting until I saw the edge of the forest ,I was breathing heavy and slowed a bit when I entered the dark forest. I slowed to a jog but never stopped as threats were yelled from the stoners chasing me through the woods. I stopped to catch my breath when I reached a small clearing. The moon shined bright ,illuminating and glistening off the grass. I looked up at the moon and gave a small salute ,before turning and sprinting up a tree. I was perched on a branch waiting for my pursuers , like a predator. i let out a shaky breath and was considering just running again when they entered the clearing. There were 7 of them total holding everything from sticks to switchblades. One of them even had a nasty looking rottweiler on a silver chain. "where is that little bitch" one of the bigger thugs said.i waited a second before jumping down from the branch and landing on one of the thugs holding a stick.I rolled forward and shot upright as the shocked thug i had jumped on reached for his club. I kicked his wrist away ,and with a loud crackling noise he began to scream and hold his broken wrist. I picked up the wooden club and hammered the thug in the head once before turning to the remaining 6 attackers. They all moved forward at once, some more reluctantly than others. One of them came in slashing his knife wildly, i ducked under one of the swings and brought my sick upward. The wood slammed into his knife wielding arm ,and he backed up in surprise before giving the knife to his other hand. Two more charged armed with a broken beer bottle and a razor one with the switchblade began to move forward too, "well this is about to get interesting".

After a coupe minutes of ass kicking there were two more, And the viscous rottweiler growling violently. for some odd reason the owner had not yet let the dog free,he just stood there and watched me." c'mon James let the damn dog get him" said the other remaining thug. The guy named James just stood there and smiled at me. I Spun the stick in my hand and started for the other remaining hoodlum. He started to back away before throwing the stick at me. I juked to the right as the stick flew past me harmlessly ,i laughed as the teenager turned and started running through the woods. I laughed and turned only to feel a hard slam as i fell backwards. I landed on my back with the ferocious black and brown rottweiler on top off me. Its jaws snapped at me but i moved my head and grabbed its head and threw it off me to my right,and got up to my left. that was my first mistake, as i felt jaws collapse around my thigh. I screamed in pain and jammed my elbow in the rottweiler's head knocking it out instantly ,its jaws opening and my thigh escaping. I was nauseous and very dizzy,the man that was holding the dog during the fight made his way over to me. By now i was on the ground and my breath was catching . "have a nice dream Perseus", said the man ...I recognized that voice. my last word that escaped my mouth before I was consumed by darkness was "Morpheus".

AN:well theres some action for you guys,the hunters will be in the next chapter...yikes...so stay tuned