My Prius:

Sally and I had taken my stepson, Percy, and his friend Rachel to this private area of the South Shore. It was a beautiful day, and I decided to let Percy drive my Prius along the coast, even though he isn't getting his license for another week. The sea was gorgeous, the sun gently sinking into the ocean, and Sally and I sat in the sand together, just talking. I wasn't worried about Percy driving at all. Being a demigod, he's done worse things than drive a car a week early. I still wasn't fully sure whether to believe Sally and Percy or not yet, though they have always been honest people.

A bit of time passed, I didn't know how much, before Sally and I heard the car's engine coming back. We didn't turn around to watch them coming back, because what would have happened? What would we have seen besides what we expected? Nothing. Or so we thought. If we had turned around, it would have saved us from having the scare of our lives.

We heard the engine stop. Then only one car door open and shut. Finally, getting worried, we turned around. What we saw was Rachel, and the Prius. No Percy. But then I looked more closely at my car. Something seemed off with the hood.

"Percy sends his regards, and to tell you that Beckendorf came, it was time," said Rachel to Sally, who relaxed and also got a bit more nervous at the same time. "Oh, and Paul—"

"Yes?"

"Percy also says sorry about the hood."

I gave Rachel a confused look and she gestured to the hood, for me to go look. I walked over to my car. I wasn't sure quite what I was expecting, but with Percy disappearing and then something wrong with my car, it wasn't at all what I expected.

On what was once the smooth metal of the hood of my car, now five or six distinctive craters were visible, that almost looked like they were…hoof prints?

"What happened this time?" Sally asked, exasperated. She had come up behind me without my noticing, her footsteps muted from the sand.

"Blackjack the Pegasus landed on it. Sorry, Paul," Rachel explained.

My head spun. Here was some proof. Here was indirect proof that Percy and Sally had told the truth about the Greek "myths," but nonetheless it was proof. That seemingly crazy story Percy had told me about the Pegasus Blackjack, who called him Boss, might—maybe—perhaps—be real.

That seemed like a good stopping point. If you want me to continue this chapter please tell me.

I figured that Blackjack probably didn't land perfectly on the hood, and maybe shifted his feet-sorry hooves-around a bit, so that's why there is more than four. Also this chapter is dedicated to Johanna Night :) Thanks!

I am thinking of doing at least one more chapter, where Paul is in the Empire State Building after the second Titan war. (thanks Johanna)

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