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A/N Hiya! No. 1, Thank you to AlecLightwoodMagnusBane for favoriting MY story! Like, what?! I'm still in shock. No.2, I forgive my readers for the excruciatingly short intro chapter. But, I'm gifting you with a much longer chapter! I hope you guys like it!
Mizty woke up faceplanting in wet, foot-tall grass. She was most definitely not in the grimy Subway anymore. Maybe this was Heaven, she thought. Or maybe this was just a hallucination to distract her from the pain in her head and her ankle. And her arm. And her torso - Urghhh! Everything seemed to hurt! She groaned, and spit out a few choice words about life, the Fates, and pain in general. Mizty was content to just lay there and silently fume until she figured something, ANYTHING out. The Fates, however, disagreed. Something started to vacuum up Mizty's hair, snuffling and slobbering on her perfectly fluffy afro. Or at least it felt like it. She sat up, rubbed the ebbs of a concussion from her head, and SCREAMED.
Standing in front of her, was a hellhound. A real. Life. Hellhound. With burning coals for eyes and fur cracking to show lava underneath, this could not be a joke. Mizty stopped screaming, trying to regain her breath, and slowly turned around. But what she saw made her knees turn to jelly, and she collapsed back onto the wet grass.
An army of empousai, Hyperborean Giants, more hellhounds and, telkihines stood 100 feet away from her, and Mizty didn't even have a weapon. So, she did the only sane thing a sane human would do presented with her insane situation - she turned, slid under the legs of the hellhound, and bolted.
It was hard running in knee-high grass, with an army of monsters from the stories you read as a kid on your tail, but Mizty managed. Even though she was on the shorter side, Mizty's legs were long. " Ha!" she thought, " I've, *pant*, definitely, *pant*, gone, *pant*, insane." But her legs kept running. As Mizty looked back, the monster army was almost 20 feet away from her. She became desperate, running faster, and trying to distance herself from the army to no avail. But surprisingly, she had a plan - a plan that was past dangerous, past crazy, and past insane. This was most likely signing her death warrant and handing it to Hades himself. But, it was her only plan. So, she turned around and charged at the oncoming horde.
Her plan was to charge at the leading hellhound ( not the one sent out to do recon), and gracefully, while leaping over its head, grab a tooth and pray to the gods that her momentum was enough to pull it free. She would land in the middle of the monster army and start hacking and stabbing away at the monsters until there were none left. Of course, it didn't go like that.
She ran full speed at the hellhound. It just sat there, very confused on why this thing, previously running AWAY from it, was now running full speed AT it. Mizty kept on running, and at the last possible moment, she leaped. Mizty flew, almost fluidly, and grabbed onto the hellhound's canine tooth. Thankfully, the Fates were on her side, as the tooth was ripped from the hellhound's maw. The second part of her plan, however, wasn't so lucky. Mizty had underestimated the length and size of this hellhound's rump, so she landed, with an undignified squeak! On the hellhound's back. Everyone froze. And then chaos ensued.
A/N I hope you liked it! I'm planning to start planning the plot ( yes I don't have everything figured out yet) and maybe writing another chapter? Expect 2 updates a week, though it with be very erratic, I'm just winging it when I find time :)
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