Tyler Jones' P.O.V... Or is it?

I opened the door. A Blinding light came from within. It consumed me and my friends. I looked around. I was alone in a white area, no doors, walls, windows, nothing. Pure white. I realized I was floating.

You. A Voice called to me. You are not real. There was no Tyler Jones. This is all a dream. Just a Dream. Greek Gods arn't real. You ARN'T Tyler Jones. You are Derek Guard.

"Who are you?" I asked, confused.

I am all you ever knew, Derek Guard. Your life awaits. I shan't keep you waiting. In fact, your friend is calling right now...

Derek Guard's P.O.V.

"Derek? Derek! Wake up! Hellooo? Derek, I will poor water on you. Answer me!" Ashley Nile, my best friend, told me. I just fell on spot for no reason in a hall way. I got up and looked at her.

"Sorry.. I just had the weirdest dream.. My name was Tyler Jones and I was a son of a Greek God. Dumb imagination..." Ashley rose an eyebrow. "You do realize you just fell down for about a minute, right? You sat there. Eyes wide, mumbling something about chicken." She was trying to hide a smirk.

"Yeah Yeah, laugh at me now, but wa-" I never finished that thought. A Wall behind me burst down. The ceiling was collapsing. The sky of New York was showing.

A figure busted out of the dust.

"Derek Guard, age 13, son of the unknown. Ashley Nile, age 13, daughter of the unknown. Targets found. Will eliminate for my master." It said. I looked closer and saw something I did NOT expect...

Standing there was Asfet McBee- or was it? His face was covered in wires, like we has a mechanic. His hands were claws, and his clothes were made of flames.

"All of the Titan's army will not have suspected this. Rouge Autominion of Hephaestus- killing two demigods bare handedly. I shall be promoted. You two, time to die." Demigods...? Isn't that what I was called in that day-dream? That was just a dream.. Not real. I don't even remember any of it exept a bonfire, and even that memory is fading.. Dumb dreams!

Ashley stared at me. "We need to run, like, NOW!" We ran behind the thing, almost being hit by it's claws.

What made me more surprised, is that behind the thing, was a sword with greek omega on it. I spent no time hesitating. I picked up the hilt and threw it at the monster. The blade cut off his head. All Asfet's wires spilt everywhere. The thing blew up, and left us in silence. I stared at the blade on the ground, now bent up. What the..?

"You guys, are really lucky to survive that thing." A voice said from behind us. We turned around, to see Roger Flint- with FURRY GOAT LEGS. " I need to get you guys to camp."