Chapter I

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Chapter I        The Guy Has Goat Legs And Your Mom Goes 'Poof!' 

The young man stumbled to his feet, still wheezing slightly from getting the wind knocked out of him. Grover tried to pull him back, weirdly hairy hands latching onto his clothes and limbs, but he batted his best friend away. He went through the archway again, half expecting for it to light up again, trapping him inside, but he passed through as though nothing was there. His mother was a bubbling mess, tears streaming down her face even as she pushed him back gently, urging him to go through the archway again, to safety. He refused to leave her, even as the beasts steps made the ground under their feet rumble, as though a small earthquake was happening. 


Mother and son looked up as the beast came into view, towering over them and snorting through its nose, shaking its head violently. It roared in fury, stomping one leg before charging, much like the animal it mimicked. 


The minotaur roared, charging them. He lurched to the side, pulling his mother with him. The creature ran into the barrier, and bounced off, landing on his back as it hit the ground with a vibrating thump.


He got to his feet unsteadily, pulling out the bronze ballpoint pen he had been given by one of his handicapped teachers. His eyes flickered from the beast, which was slowly getting onto its feet, using his horns to get him off, back to the seemingly harmless pen. Chrion had said it held great power.
Wondering if whether it was himself or his teacher that was insane, he slowly uncapped the pen, staring at the monster which had just gotten to its feet. He pushed his mother out of the way, and squared his shoulders and firmed his stance as he held the pen in his hands.


He didn't have to wait long before something happened. Just as he uncapped it, the pen turned into a glittering bronze sword with some engraving that he didn't bother to look at at the moment. He stared at it in shock, looking back at his mother to make sure she was seeing this as well. When all he got was blinking, he continued to stare at his hands in shock. 


He looked back up as the ground started to thump and vibrate under his feet yet again. The minotaur was charging. He looked around himself wildly, seeing if it was even possible to use his surroundings to his advantage at the moment, seeing as the surrounding area was mostly made out of trees, bushes, and more trees, besides the arch where he dimly noted Grover not stood in front of, hopping slightly on his hoofs.


He looked at the tree immediately behind him. He looked back at the minotaur, and at the tree again, his mind working furiously. The minotaur charged, and he shuffled on his feet, hardly stopping himself from wildly jumping as soon as the thing face him. It ran, coming closer and closer to him. When it was mere feet away from its bowed head, horns about to pierce his skin, he jumped out of the way, rolling as he covered his head with his arms. He looked up as he stopped, and loud crunch and crack following quickly after his leap. 


The minotaur had one horn stuck in the tree. The monster tugged on it harshly, and it cracked and separated from its head with a painful roar, staying lodged in the tree, sticking out at a sharp point.
The minotaur seemed to be enraged, even more so than before. He screamed and roared, one hoofed hand coming around and whacking a steadily rising newly found Demi-God. 


He groaned as he was hurtled towards a tree, landing against it and sliding down with a sickening crunch. He blinked blearily, noting that he had landed against the same tree the minotaur's horn was stuck in. He got up, groaned and clutching his side. He thought he felt a broken rib somewhere in there. 


He looked up, blinking, choking on his breath at the sight before him. His mother screamed as she was picked up, and he staggered to his feet, breathing harshly as he watched in horror, helpless to do anything. The minotaur squeezed his screaming mother with both hands, and she vanished in a poof of gold dust, raining down gently to coat the ground and the monsters hands. 


He felt tears trail down his dirty and bloody face, and a sob clogged his throat. The minotaur went for him next, and he dodged out of the way. It charged again, hitting the tree he had been leaning against harmlessly, if not for the tree falling down. While the minotaur was winded, he ran, jumping onto the creature's back and clinging, clawing his way up, latching onto the coarse hair until he reached the beasts furiously shaking head. He panted, fury and sorrow seeping through his veins, piercing his heart like a cold dagger as he raised his sword above his head, stabbing it harshly into the minotaur's head. The monster screamed, roaring in pain as he reared up, clawing at him. He hardly held on by the handle of the sword, blade stuck in the minotaur's head, where gold dust leaked out. He tugged and pulled on the knife, steering the beast so that he faced the tree where its broken horn was lodged. 


The beast roared, and charged. He pulled the blade out of the minotaur's head as the monster tried to stop, but its own momentum carried it forward, into its own, sharply broken horn. The minotaur screamed as its head was penetrated by its own detached limb, and the Demi-God fell bonelessly to the ground, his best friend quickly hopping to his side as the minotaur evaporated in an explosion of gold dust, coating the tree, ground, and the clothes of both boys. 


Grover picked him up, and half carried half dragged him to the archway. He heard the clattering footsteps and shouting voices, he saw a face appear above his head, smiling softly and concerned like. 


"Hey, stay with us buddy. What's your name?" He asked in a soft voice, blond hair flopping into his eyes as he felt himself get shifted into the strangers strong arms. 


"Percy." He mumbled, eyes falling closed softly. The last thing he saw was a head of blond hair, framing a handsome face with blue eyes and a scar running down his face. The stranger smiled softly.


"Hi, Percy. I'm Luke. Stay-" The rest cut off as Percy's world turned black and his body became limp in the arms of Luke.


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