So my chapters will get longer as the story progresses. It just sort of happened as I got more into writing the story :P Pls feel free to review if you like it, or if you're wondering after Cassie's godly parentage ;)

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Chapter 3: Not Something You See Every Day

It soon became public knowledge that the new senior made friends with the loner at the same time that I discovered I had every single class with him. Suddenly he was always at my heels like some sort of irritating animal -like ... a goat, or a cow- it was all I could do to ignore every word he said to me. This was until last period (Gym) I was leaning against the wall (me ignoring him and him chatting away), listening to Coach Clapp.

Tyrone stopped talking and sniffed the air.

Of course, I'd gotten used to his endless chatter so I stopped and eyed him as if he was an alien. He just continued sniffing the air like he'd walked into a kitchen and smelled off food, so I broke the silence by snapping at him, "What in hell are you smelling?"

His nose just wrinkled up and he looked at me. "Something bad," as the words left his mouth there was a massive bang on the other side of the Gym.

I looked over, dust was still lingering in the air but I wasn't sure what I was seeing.

A dog -a giant black dog- was running straight toward everyone else in the gym, and nobody else was noticing a thing.

Confused, I watched as Tyrone rushed forward, then angry when Coach Clapp looked at the dog as it lunged for Tyrone's throat and looked away as if it didn't matter. At the same moment, one of Tyrone's crutches jabbed it in the gut.

"COACH?! ARE YOU SEEING THIS?!" I yelled at him, he looked at me and shrugged.

"I don't know what you're talking about, Cassie, but feel free to go to the nurse if you are seeing things."

I scowled at him and looked wide-eyed at Tyrone as he collapsed. Running towards him, I knelt at his side, kicking the crutches away with irritation. Was he alright? God, if he was dead the world was gonna blame me, I just knew it. I looked at his face -completely dead to the world- and reached for one of the crutches, throwing it like a javelin at the giant dog.

It stumbled around, which made me think he injured it.

"Cheese ..." I heard him moan as I stood up with relief, first glancing at him and then the monster. What do I do?I shouted at myself, then I heard Tyrone groan, "Cassie ... there's a ... in my pocket."

With nothing to loose I lunged for his pocket, throwing his phone and wallet to the side before pulling out a set of car-keys. Fiddling with the extremely ordinary looking item, I looked at Tyrone as if he was nuts.

Still unconscious, he groaned and yelled, "Backup!" before falling silent.

Desperately, I pressed down on the unlock button on the keys, and before my eyes it grew into a bronze knife. Almost dropping it in my shock, I barely had time to adjust my grip before I felt some kind of ... instinct take over, and I shocked myself by running directly at the monster. Surprising it -and myself- I ducked and slid under its belly between its legs. Coming up behind it and -using strength I had no clue I possessed -jumped onto its back and drove the knife into the scruff behind its neck.

Instead of the blood I expected, it exploded in a cloud of dust. I fell to the floor, my eyes shutting with suppressed shock, as three people ran into the Gym.