Well, due to the crappy reviews, here is my redo of Adam Cook and the Olympians: The Lost Bow, or whatever it's called.

CHAPTER 1: My Mom Kills a Hellhound

My life sucks… was all that went through my mind as my teacher, Mr. Galloway, handed out our tests. He gave me an F. The worst F I've ever gotten. Due to this little, red-inked F, I would not be passing the sixth grade. I wouldn't be a seventh grader. My friend Alex, on the other hand, was. She got a C. Anyway, I'm Adam, Adam Kook.

I had black hair, and it was straight, going to about my eyes. My eyes were light-blue. Like…the sky. I was athletic, but not very popular. I could shoot great, and was the greatest at swimming at Wintry Middle. My friend, Alex, had golden hair, and it went down past he shoulders. Her bangs, though, twirled, and near the bottom of them she had black highlights. Her eyes were gray which I thought was kind of odd. In mythology, I joked about her being the daughter of Athena, and she glared at me for like, 10 minutes.

Anyways…I was still depressed about not passing. School was out, and we were sitting on a bench, waiting for the bus. "Hey Alex," I finally said, "why do you have gray-eyes, is it like, a genetic condition or something. She shrugged, and sighed. I reached into my backpack, and pulled out a granola bar. "Hey, wanna split it?" I asked. She stared into space for a minute before turning. "Oh! Oh yeah, sure." She said, taking the piece I offered her. We ate quickly, and I glanced over at my mom's car, approaching our bench. She parked next to us, and rolled down the windows.

"Get in the car, now!"She yelled. Alex opened her eyes wide, and ran to the back seat. "Come on Adam, hurry!" she yelled. I jumped the passenger seat, and as soon as I was in, my mom took off, and I heard the tires squeal.

We barreled along at about 80 mph's until we came to a stop. I looked out of the window, and saw a hill. We were in the middle of nowhere. I could feel the vibrations in the ground as something ran towards us. My mom hurried us out, and we ran. We all froze as the barking of a 1000 lb. dog sounded behind us. Alex reached into her pocket, and pulled out a bottle of lip gloss. She removed the cap, and a large bronze blade elongated. I stared in disbelief as it did so.

Alex rammed forward, lunging with her sword.

"Ms. Kook, get Adam to the camp, I'll handle this!" she yelled, and began a struggle with the huge mastiff. She pulled my sleeve. "Adam, let's go!" she yelled. "NO!" I yelled back in confusion. I ran forward also, no weapon, racing towards the Hellhound. I felt the wind blow, and silver, gleaming long-sword appeared in my hands. I pulled back, and ran again, only to get pushed back by a huge paw. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Alex get knocked back, her sword flying out of her hand. My mom caught it, and shot it past me like a spear. It appeared in the dog's heart and it disintegrated into dust. "M…Mom, what just happened?" I asked.

"We were attacked by a Hellhound, Adam," she said like it should be obvious.

"Wait, a Hellhound. Like, in Greek mythology?" I asked. Did she really just say Hellhound?

"Yes, Adam, a Hellhound, you know, dog's of the Underworld." Alex said, rolling her eyes. I sighed, and looked around.

"Well…where are we? I'm pretty sure you didn't you guys didn't bring to some hill for no reason." I said, wanting some answers.

"Adam," my mom said quietly, "You know all those myths, and legends you learn, well, learned, in class."

"Yeah…" I said my voice shaky.

"Their real. All of them. Wait, most of them. Poseidon, Zeus, Medusa, the Hydra. They're real. And…" she said, her voice cracking. "Demigod's are too." She said.

Now, for most kids, they would probably faint, or something, but no. I took it well, almost. I was running around in circles after my mom told me I was a Demigod. She explained my ADHD, my dyslexia, and all the weird stuff. Finally though, I stopped. Alex looked between me and my mom.

"Well, come on. Let's get going. We need to get you to camp." She said, leaning against a tree. My mom sighed, and hugged me.

"I guess I'll see you Adam," she looked at Alex, "and keep him out of trouble, Alex." She turned, and walked away, getting inside the car, and driving away.

"She never told me who the "god" parent was." I sighed.

"Yeah."

"Uh…Alex, where are we going?" I asked.

"Camp Half-Blood. It's where Demigods go for safety. Don't worry Adam, you'll like it," she said. I trusted her, and followed behind her as we went on a hike through the woods. She paused for a moment, and sat down on a rock. She patted a place next to her, and I sat down.

"You know Adam, that's your problem. You're so impulsive, always running into something before thinking." She looked at me, and waited for a reply.

"Yeah, I've been told that before," I sighed.

"But…"she trailed off, "I like that about you." She smiled.

"One question, just real quick." She looked at me again.

"Yeah?"

"Who's your parent, I mean… who's you parent of like, Zeus, or Poseidon."

"Oh, okay. Athena, goddess of wisdom."