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Silena's POV:
We were sitting down at dinner when everything got screwed up.
I had heard a part of my parent's conversation with a… Horse?- Named Chiron. Something was really wrong.
Mom set down a bowl of potato soup in front of us. I just slouched in my chair and stirred the soup around. I was making it look like I was cooling it off, but I wasn't hungry. Being told that you were in danger from their parents is something no child wants to hear. Charles looked at me and then back at his soup. Before going downstairs, I made sure that we all decided not to ask our parents about it. We made sure Bianca knew not to tell our parents about it.
After five minutes of soup stirring, Dad looked up at Mom and opened his mouth to say something. It was cut short when Mom squinted her eyes and cocked her head to the side. After years of living with them, it could tell it was a signal from her that he should shut his mouth. I was the only one who noticed it.
"What is the matter with you kids? You have been so quiet." Mom looked worried. Maybe she knew something about us eavesdropping.
Dad offered Charles for a practice session with him in the backyard.
Charles looked distracted but he reluctantly nodded his head. After dinner, Mom helped Bianca get into her pjs and I went outside to watch Charles and Dad spar. They both shoved her hands in a pair of boxing gloves. Today was hands on fighting.
I sat on one of the chairs under the umbrella table. Charles threw a hook to Dad's head and Dad blocked it and followed through with a kick to the inside of the leg. They went on like this for a while. Even though Dad was old, we was nimble and quick.
After seven minutes of nonstop moving, the bushes rustled. Dad stopped in his tracks and Charles sucker punched him in the stomach. He doubled over but never broke his gaze from the roses Mom planted. Charles stared at Dad and he laid a hand on his shoulder. Before he could touch Dad to see if he was ok-
"ANNABETH! Get inside the house now Silena. Charles go." I popped up from the chair and slipped through the sliding glass door. Charles was right behind me.
"Dad-" I started to say but then Mom pushed me out of the way and reached up her sleeve. She unsheathed a golden knife and Dad fingered his ballpoint pen that he never used. He uncapped the pen and it grew into a three foot long sword. I swear, I am going insane. In a psych ward. Mental institution. White room with padded walls. Something like that.
I looked in disbelief at Charles but he looked as dumbfounded as me. Bianca came running down the stairs calling for Mom. She ran for the sliding glass door and tried to open it. I reached out and pulled her back. I hugged her to my body trying to keep her away from what was going on. I looked down and her eyes grew wide as she saw Mom cover Dad's open side, like they had done this a million times. Almost like a second nature.
We stood by the doorway and watched Mom and Dad stand at the ready. All of a sudden, a large man jumped out of the bushes. He was almost twice the size of a refrigerator and I could smell the stench from inside the house. He wore rags and looked like he was homeless. It jumped on Mom and knocked her down. She let out a shrill screech. Charles jumped at the door but I grabbed his arm and held him back.
Dad jumped on the man. He pushed with all his might and the large guy rolled over twice, pinning Dad underneath. The man looked at me and I saw his eyes. Eye. One large eye was centered in the middle of his giant face. That scared look scared me so much. Never had I seen something that scary. Bianca let out a scream.
I focused my attention on the fight. My parents were going to be ok. They HAD to be. I saw Dad hesitate with stabbing the man. The… Thing nicked his arm with a knife but then he turned into dust. Mom was standing over Dad with her knife raised in the air where the monster like creature used to be standing. Mom hunched over his wound and Dad winced when she laid a hand on his arm. She helped him up onto his feet and they made their way inside. Mom looked at me.
"Silena, grab my keys." I did so and handed them to her. Dad sat down in the kitchen chair and leaned back with pain. The blood on his shirt was soaking faster now. The rip in it was baggy. Mom went into the pantry and unlocked the basement. She scurried down and back up the stairs with a large bag of what looked like candy and a gallon jug of syrup like liquid. Mom set it down and opened the top of the milk jug. She poured some on his wound and then gave him a swig from the carton. His arm was nearly healed. Wow. That would make a giant leap in medical science. Dad took a few deep breaths and shook it off. Mom ran upstairs to grab him another shirt.
I looked at Dad with my jaw dropped.
"You better tell me what the HELL is going on right now."
Dad only shook his head. I widen my eyes even more.
"It is not Hell. If you are going to cuss, you will from now on say Oh my Gods. Nothing else."
My mind was blown.
"Oh my Gods." Bianca tried it out and I had to give a little laugh. She scratched her black hair in confusion. Then I returned to a serious state.
"Dad, who was that… Thing." Charles asked his green eyes as wide as owls as he ran his hands through his golden hair. Dad sighed.
"A… Cyclops."
Bianca drew her eyebrows together just like Dad does sometimes. I tried to wrap my head around this but it was just getting harder. Mom returned to the room with a green shirt for Dad. He shrugged out of it and showed his chest. For the first time I saw scars on my Dad's body. It scared me.
"Its time for a Greek Mythology lesson kids."
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