Our Creators

GRACE I

This all started with the spiders. Oh, and the flaming goat.

But the spiders, one part of my mind whined.

But the goat, another one argued.

But the spiders, the first one insisted. And that was that. I ran towards the goat, which was still somehow magically alive, grabbed a nearby garden hose, and sprayed the goat, which was terrified and drenched, but decidedly NOT burnt. Yep, there must be some god messing with me. Or maybe something more sinister. And yeah, I said god. Like the greek ones? Please don't laugh. Trust me, you wouldn't be the first to.

Anyway, I ran down the alley the goat had been blocking--and found out that Laurie was fast-limping towards me, yelling,"GRACE! GRACE! GRA--"

At this point I grabbed his shirt collar, hissing,"Shut up, before you wake up the other half of the city!"

He gulped. "Sorry. Worried that you were attacked or something. Either way, we have to go."

I laughed harshly. "Go? Go where? I just left the only place to go behind me forever. So, wise guy, where do you suggest we go?"

"My home."

This got me interested. I'd never been to his place before.

"Where is it?"

"You'll see."

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"My legs feel like they're going to fall off," I complained, closing the passenger's seat door of Laurie's car. "Why'd you have to park it so far away?"

He shrugged. "I didn't know EXACTLY where you were! Jeez, I'm not telepathic!"

I sighed. "Let's go."

We went.

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Like ten minutes later, we stopped. Something I had never seen outside of movies was standing in the road.

It was a cyclops.

Ooooo a cyclops! I, gannep, will be writing in Grace's perspective, and dreamingupastorm will be writing Augi's perspective. Therefore I have no power over when the next chapter will be out.

Peace out, my lovely demigod friends!!!