Chapter 2: The Doorway to Hellenismoy

"It's about time you got here child," Tamar said, flexing his biceps. "You must be Tamar," I replied. "Yes," he said trotting over and when I say that he trotted over, I mean he trotted over. From waist up, Tamar looked like a normal person, dark skin and long hippy dark brown hair. But from waist down, Tamar was a palomino stallion. He shifted his hooves uncertainly, as I stared blankly at him. He cleared his throat, "Never seen a Centaur before?"

"No, I'm starting to reach the limit of how much I can take in, in one day."

"Shall we get going?"

"Uh yeah, sure."

"Climb upon my back."

"Upon your what?"

"My back," he said turning his horsey ass into my face. "Right, I totally knew that." I murmured placing my hands awkwardly on Tamar's back.

"So what's Hellenismoy?" I was gripping onto Tamar's golden coat as we sped through the labyrinth.

"Don't worry, you'll find out soon enough."

"Why can't anyone tell me what Hellenismoy is, it's a simple question. If I'm going to pack and say goodbye to leave for this Hellenismoy with my best friend, my worst enemy and three other guys, then can't I know where and what I'm going to?"

"Patience child, when you get there you'll get all your answers."

"Can't I get some answers now?"

"That depends on the question," he replied. Wind blew on my face, as I tried to think of a question.

"What's your favourite colour?"

He laughed "Strangely enough I'm quite fond of my palomino coat."

"How old are you?"

"Why do you want to know that?"

"I don't know it's been a crazy night. I've just found out my mother is an all-powerful goddess, who disappears into black dust. And you know, it's just nice to meet someone, no matter how mythical they are, and you know make a friend in a non-pedophile way."

"I'm ignoring that comment. I'm 34" He replied but I'm sure there was a smirk on his face.

"No offence and I do mean that, but aren't centaurs supposed to be really savage."

"Well most still are, but others, like myself, fell under the teachings of Chiron and turned to tame to help the good of the world."

"Chiron?"

"Surly you have heard of Chiron?"

"Isn't he like the son of Chronos, and a Centaur, and taught all the Greek hero's?"

"Yes something along those lines. But you can meet Chiron and ask him these questions"

"Are we there yet?" I said. The cavernous walls flashed by at an incredible speed and Tamar seemed to know the way to go, but I would've thought we'd be there by now.

"The Labyrinth plays many tricks to confuse all who come in, but I think we're almost there."

"We're here," Tamar announced. He slowed, turning into a circle. I slid of his glossy back as the light of a beautiful snowy sunrise shone down from the stairs. I'd only been in the Labyrinth for a few hours but seeing sunlight brought tears to my eyes.

Where is she? Where is she! I poked my head over the top bunk, my red hair falling in my face. "She's not there, why isn't she there," I muttered under my breath. "SHUT UP! SOME OF US STILL NEED THERE BEAUTY SLEEP," screamed Jennifer's high pitch, girly voice. "Oh Jennifer when will you learn to shut that hole in your face," Tabanita mumbled, turning over in her sleep to cover her ears with her pillow.

It was 5 in the morning. The sun was coming up earlier than usual. On a day like this, Arrianna and I would sneak out of the dorm and go run around on the grounds, but Arrianna wasn't in the dorm, let alone in her bed. I tossed over to my back and closed my eyes.

I dreamt of a shadow, towered over a pearly white city on a monstrous mountain in the sky. I saw a face looking down at me. "Your mine," It whispered, the voice was harsh and seething. Then the scene shifted and I was falling into a dark abyss. Golden eyes watched me from the depths. I was screaming unconrolably, I wished to wake up, but I continued to fall.

Just as a hole opened in the darkness, for me to fall into, I opened my eyes. I was bake in the dorm, dragged over me was Arrianna, in her black trench coat. "Arria…" I started to say but she cut me off, shoving her hand over my mouth. "Don't wake the drama queen," she whispered. "PLEASE SHUT UP!" Jennifer's voice screeched. "I woke her earlier," I said pulling Arrianna's hand from my mouth. "Lol," she replied. "Get up."

"What? Why? It's like 5:30."

"I have stuff to tell you," she said shakily. So I got up and we got dressed in warm coats and fuzzy blue socks.

Snow drifted from fluffy clouds. The dry grass was covered in dew. She told me her story, at first I thought she was pulling one on me or something, then she metioned her mom, and I knew this was serious.

The thought of another island out there for powerful demigods of the Greek myths was ridiculous, but the part about Arrianna's mom being an all-powerful goddess of the night, now that I could believe. As she told her me of her night she started to cry. I pulled her into a biffle hug and she sobbed into my hair. "It's too much," she sobbed. "And the fact that Jennifer's coming as well just makes it that much worse."

"Why Jennifer anyway?" I replied.

"I don't know maybe she's a demigod too."

"That's a thought I don't want to have."

"What?"

"Jennifer as a demigod. That reminds me, didn't Paris's dad walk out on him when he was born?"

"Yeah, he probably has a father for a Greek god, but what about you? You have both your parents."

"Another thought I don't want to have."

She pulled away. Arrianna's taller than me, so she gazed down on me slightly, with those troubled silver eyes of hers. "I know I should believe you, with you being my best friend and all, but is there any way I can see this Tamar with my own eyes?" I asked. "Uh yeah," she sniffled, whipping her eyes with her black sleeve. "He said he would be in Zeus's cavern on Mount Ida. Where ever that is."

"Oh I know where that is."

"You do?"

"Yeah, it's 10 miles north from the school." I said excitedly, pointing my finger 90 degrees left from the sun. "Well come on then," I shouted, pulling Arrianna behind me.

"Wait, I have an idea!"