Hello there, friends. Welcome to the first chapter The God Hunter.
I wasn't planning on releasing any new books in 2023, but I have been working on a PJO story for some time now. Then I realized when Disney is going to release the PJO series and I didn't want anyone to claim I hopped on the bandwagon.
So don't expect this story to be as updated as quickly as I usually do for new stories.
Anyway hope you enjoy.
An endless ocean of a swirling mass of royal blue water-like substance stretched as far as the eye could see. skies above bright white and filled with a constant aurora as a massive blue sun was shining its light down in this strange realm.
And standing on the water was a young man, observing a far corner of the never ending ocean. A storm was brewing as two beautiful animals, a white horse and a golden eagle, were trying to kill each other. The eagle swooped down and slashed the horse's muzzle with its huge talons. The horse reared up and kicked at the eagles wings.
As they fought, the unseen ground below the surface rumbled, and a monstrous voice chuckled somewhere beneath the earth, goading the animals to fight harder.
In the back of a metro cart riding through Queens, the thirteen year old boy woke up, having witness the battle between animals on the ocean. Rubbing the sleep out of his amber eyes, he looked out the window to see they would soon be arriving at his stop.
The boy's name?
Matthew 'Matt' Hauer.
He had short platinum blonde hair, his bangs hanging just above his right eye. He had a light build, he was slightly taller than average for his age.
He wears a black short coat with rolled up sleeves. Under the coat he wears a blue zip-up hoodie with two zippers, a navy blue and white T-shirt beneath that. His legwear consists of a pair of black skinny work pants and white high-top sneakers
At school, Matt was known to be a trouble maker.
Was he a trouble maker?
From a certain point of view, yes.
But he never did anything to other people that they didn't had coming to them. In fact, he would stand up for those who could not do so for themselves.
There where those two bullies who had been picking on this new kid called Tyson, or something like that. What followed was an incident behind the school during lunchbreak, the two bullies involved still don't wish to talk about it.
One time he actually had gotten in trouble when he had been found on the school roof. A gang of bullies had cornered him in the toilets, as much to Matt's surprise as anyone else's, there he was sitting on the roof.
His dad had received a very angry call from the headmaster telling him that Matt had been climbing the school. Matt had tried to explain, but even he couldn't think of a logical way how that could have happened.
His dad claimed it was a strong sense of justice inside of him that made him want to protect others, something they both shared.
Matt's dad is named Jack Hauer and he is one of the coolest dudes this side of Queens. Back when he was a kid, he grew up in an orphanage after he was abandoned by his parents. But fortunately he was founded by a man, Matt believed he was named something like Mr. Siffer, who had been an old family friend.
While he couldn't adopt him directly, he did provide financial support to send Jack to a privet school and would visit him on occasion.
So after he finished high school, he went on to become a cop where he graduated at the top of his class.
He even made it to detective, that was until a case where in an run down apartment, where he found a lone abandoned baby, wrapped in a blanket with colors like peacock feathers with the name of Matthew Demiurgos embroidered in the fabric.
With no one to claim the child nor take care of him, not wishing for the child to be raised in an orphanage like he had, Jack decided to adopt the young baby. He then made the decision of a career switch, he became a privet investigator.
He raised Matt on his own, he never complained or got mad. Not even once. But Matt knew he wasn't an easy kid, just like how Jack was back in the day.
Matt walked up to his dad's place, a two story house before walking to the side of the house where the garage was located, where he could hear rock music coming straight from the 80's was blaring from a radio. It was there he saw the man himself prepping the RV with the license plate 'F4LL3N1' he had received a year before.
He wasn't sure, but he thought it might have been a gift from Mr. Siffer.
"Yo dad." Matt said over the music, "I'm back."
His dad smiles when he saw him, placing the trey of cans filled with coke inside the RV. He looked to have at least thirty years on Matt, a few streaks of grey in his black hair.
"Hey champ." Jack said, placing the drinks in the fridge, "How was your last day of school?"
"Fine, I guess." Matt said with a shrug of his shoulders, "Glad to have a break from that place."
"Ah well, I didn't receive a phone call, so that's good." Jack said casually, "So, ready for the road trip?"
"Better than being in school I guess." Matt said with a shrug.
"True to that." Jack said with a laugh, "Get changed and get your bags and we'll get out of here."
The sun had started to set, the window at the passenger seat was open as Matt stared out of it. Suddenly he heard the radio being turned up, it was one of his dad's favorite songs. He noticed the side glance he was given but he turned back to look out the window.
"What wrong Matt?" Jack said with a side glance, "You used to love singing this song with me."
"Yeah, when I was a kid." Matt said, still looking out the window.
"Your thirteen, your still a kid." Jack said with a laugh, before he began to sing along, "I ain't your average sicko. I'm dead, just like disco. My bank account is zero, zero, zero, zero, oh no! I think I need a hero!"
"I don't have no ego, 'Cause I'm spitting out now!" Matt sang as he joined in, "I was a teenage outlaw, with no worries on my mind!"
"And now I'm getting older." Jack sang, "My heart is growing colder all the time."
"I was a teenage outlaw, with no worries on my mind." Matt sang, bopping his head to the beat of the song, "And now I'm getting older, my heart is growing colder all the time."
"I was a teenage outlaw, with no worries on my mind." father and son sang together, "And now I'm getting older, my heart is growing colder oh, that's fine."
Father and son shared a laugh as the song continued to play and they continued to move forward.
When it got dark, the RV was parked on the side of the road where father and son roasted hot dogs. Jack told about stories when he lived in the orphanage, about cases he had solved.
"So dad..." Matt said holding a sausage to the fire, "Did you ever found out about who my biological parents were?"
"Can't say that I have..." Jack said with shake of his head, "I wish they could see you, they would be so proud."
Matt felt angry at his birth parents. Maybe it was stupid, but if either of them were alive, he resented them for leaving him. To force his dad to raise a dyslexic, hyperactive trouble maker all by himself.
"Matt... I've tried to keep you as save as possible..." his dad suddenly said, "I tried to be enough but..."
"What? Don't say that." Matt said at once, "Your an awesome dad, no matter what anyone would say. My bio dad could be freaking Batman for all I care, and I still wouldn't want him... I wouldn't want any other dad."
"I... Thank you." Jack said, who seemed truly touched, "Matt... There is this place I was told about, for kids similar like you... Not a school but a summer camp."
"A summer camp?" Matt said.
"Yes, a summer camp." Jack said, "But I couldn't send you to that place. It might mean saying goodbye to you for good."
"What?" Matt said confused, "But it's a summer camp... It's only for the summer?"
It was near the end of the trip, that night Matt was visited by that same dream. He would be standing on that blue ocean, all alone.
He had always figured it came because he didn't had any friends, the dream being how his brain processed his loneliness.
But since around Christmas, the dream had started to change. That corner of the ocean, where the white horse and the golden eagle would fight each other, it had gotten worse. It was now storming in that corner but only there.
The eagle swooped down and slashed the horse's muzzle with its huge talons. The horse reared up and kicked at the eagles wings. As they fought, the ground rumbled, and a monstrous voice chuckled somewhere beneath the earth, goading the animals to fight harder.
Matt woke with a start, wearing a simple t-shirt and black sweatpants.
Looking out of the window of the driving RV, it really was storming, the kind of storm that cracks trees and blows down houses. There was no horse or eagle anywhere, just lightning making false daylight.
Long Island never sees hurricanes this early in the summer. Over the roar of the wind, Matt could hear a distant bellow, an angry, tortured sound.
Then a much closer noise, like screeches from a blackboard.
He rubbed his eyes as he got out of the top bunk bed and walked to the front of the RV, where his dad was tearing through the night along dark country roads. Wind slammed against the RV. Rain lashed the windshield.
"Dad." Matt said calmly, "Why are you driving like a maniac?"
"We're being followed." his dad said, checking the side mirrors every so often, "I got to get you to safety."
The weird bellowing noise rose up again somewhere behind them, closer than before. Whatever was chasing them was still on the trail.
"Safety from what?" Matt said, "Is this one of those things? Like the jellies thing?"
His dad made a hard left with a drift, and went down a narrower road, racing past darkened farmhouses and wooded hills.
"Where are we going?" Matt asked.
"The summer camp, the one I told you about." Jack said speaking quickly, "Listen Matt, it's important you get to it. No matter what happens, even if this RV get's totaled and you have to leave me behind. You need to keep going."
"What?" Matt said surprised, "I will never."
"Matt, please." his dad said, "You're in danger. If I can't take you there, you need to get past a huge, White House Christmas tree-sized pine. That's the property line, get over the hill and you'll see a big farmhouse down in the valley. Run and don't look back. Yell for help. Don't stop until you reach the door."
He pulled the wheel hard to the right, and Matt got a glimpse of a figure he'd swerved to avoid, a dark fluttering shape now lost behind them in the storm.
Outside, nothing but rain and darkness, the kind of empty countryside you get way out on the tip of Long Island. Before Matt could ask more, the hair rose on the back of his neck. There was a blinding flash, a jaw-rattling boom, and a flash of white blinded him.
Everything became a haze, one moment he was in the RV, the next Matt was laying on face down in the dirt.
Matt forced himself back to his feet. He wasn't dead, but the RV was no where in sight. Laying on his back next to him, blood trickling from the side of his mouth.
"Dad..." Matt groaned, trying to go over to him.
In a flash of lightning, Matt saw a figure slithering toward them on the shoulder of the road. The sight of it made his skin crawl. It was a dark silhouette of a massive serpent, it's black scales glistening as lightning flashed.
It's tongue flicked in and out of its mouth, as if it was trying to sense them. Suddenly it turned it's horned head towards him, hissing as it's sharp large teeth bared.
"Oi." Matt said wanting to diverge it's attention away from his father, "It's me you want right? Then come get me!"
The snake struck at him with the speed of a freight train. Time slowed down as Matt could just barely avoid but it crashed through several trees.
The snake hissed in pain, turning it's head back as it's big yellow eyes eyed Matt as a feeling comes over him.
It was the same feeling back in school, when the gang of bullies tried to fight him. A state of calm came over him, his body acting as if on its own. His legs tensed up, he leaped straight up, kicking off from the creature's head, using its long slick body to slide along. As the monster slammed into another tree, knocking a few of its teeth out.
It's tail swung upwards, flinging Matt into the air. He landed flat on his back in the grass and his head smacked into the ground.
The monster charged.
A surge of anger came over him and he acted on instinct. Matt raised his hand sticking his index and middle finger out. As it's open jaw was about to come down on him, a stream of hot white flames with traces of gold intertwined shot from his finger tips, hitting it straight in its open mouth.
The massive snake hissed in agony, then it began to disintegrate into crumbling sand, blown away in chunks by the wind.
The monster was gone.
Matt let out a deep sigh before exhaustion came over him and he fell back into the grass. Rain dripped down on his face as he felt himself slip out of consciousness.
"Matt! Matt! Can you hear me?"
It was his dad's panicked voice, Matt smiled to himself as the light started to leave him. At least he managed to save his dad. The last thing he remembered before darkness took him was his dad's face. Who was joined by a stern face of a bearded man and a pretty girl, her blond hair curled like a princess's.
And there you go, first chapter, hope you enjoyed.
Not much to say for my authors note's this time, I originally wanted to wait until FanFiction had fixed the glitch which made it appear my stories get no reads. Which I know they get because I still get reviews, follows and favorite's.
Anyway I'm rambling, see you people next time.