The Next Generation of Demi-Gods

Chapter 3 Rhiannon

Rhiannon was furious. Her best friend, Ryder, had been knowing she was a 'demigod'. Now she was on her horse Ace, with a unfamiliar girl and a boy with goat legs. Make that two boys with goat legs. Momentarily, she had just been attacked by a Bigfoot or Minotaur, or whatever the boys called it.

Infront of them, Ryder and the other boy were talking about countless things.

"Sorry to interrupt, but tell me why you have goat legs."

"Yeah! And I want to know where your taking us!" Her voice is confident and fierce but dotted with fright.

"Relax, we're your satyrs, we've protected you since birth. we're taking you to camp. We try to give you demigo-"

"Great. That word again! What the hell is a demigod!" The girls voice interrupts again

"Chill!" Anthony tries to help out Ryder, "demigods are children of gods, but they're half mortal. Which is why you probably didn't have one if your parents or you didn't quite look like them, or maybe they told you that you were 'adopted' but they know about this too, if you go missing they'll know where you are, but you don't get to see them again."

"Why not?" Rhiannon asks. The questions are zooming around in her head.

"If you would let the nice boy finish!" Ryder corrects Rhiannon

"Sorry" she mumbles.

"You guys attract monsters, which is why the Minotaur attacked. If you went home, you would attract to many monsters, it would put you and your family in danger!"

"So where do we go.." The girl seems more frightened by every fact that she's hearing. Rhiannon is scared too, but she never lets her voice falter.

"Camp." The other Boy is cheerful.
"He means camp half blood, it's where the demigods go. Maybe you guys will get a mission!" Ryder is happy too.

Ace is getting tired and shimmer too. Rhiannon swipes her chocolate brown hair out of her eyes. "So my mom or my dad is a god and I have to go on a mission and fight more Minotaurs?"

"That seems about right, but don't worry. You'll get training and more weapons than you'll ever need." The boys tell them.
"Hey what's your guys' names anyways?" The boys asks

"I'm Rhiannon, that's Ryder." Rhiannon gestures towards Ryder with her hands. The boy is looking back at her. "What about you?"

"I'm Anthony, And the one behind you is clementine."

"Call me night, please." Clementine's voice is commanding, more than asking. She has dark hair with electric blue tips. She has on a black tee and a black leather jacket on top of it. Her eyes are dark, but alert, ready for a fight. She has black skinny jeans on, but there's a hole in one of her knees.
Her skin is not pale nor dark, but somewhere in between.

"Alright, so hey, where's this 'camp' anyways." Rhiannon pipes up.

"Hah.." The boy named Anthony laughed. He has a deep navy blue shirt on, his hair is dark and curly, but his skin is pale. His eyes are green, but not green like brown-green, green like lime green.

"Girls, were going to Long Island!"
Ryder cheers.

This is going to be a very very Long ride.