Werewolf Demigods

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   Look I didn't want to be a Werewolf Demigod. If you think you are one, my advice is: Stop reading immediately!! And roll around in a bunch of MUD!! People hunt us, and so do THEY. They plan to exterminate our species. They say we made ourselves this way. We were BORN this way. We weren't BITTEN.! So don't continue reading this unless you want to hear the truth about my people. So sit on your Haunches, Bare your canines, and lets get Started!!

   My name is Samuel Bay. But, People call me call me Sam Bay. I know, bad last name for a Werewolf Demigod! I know were supposed to Bay at they moon and all that. So don't make FUN!! I'm 13 years old by the way. I once went to this Academy LITERALLY  called ' The Academy!' It was really strict. LIKE NO TACOS AT ALL. Anyway, we had this one teacher named Mr.Frog. ( He had the WEIRDEST name). He was some rich man from Montana. ( All wide open Pastures for him). We also had another teacher named Ms. Dark. Which was weird since she spent all her time in the Dark!

   One day I was heading to Science with my friend, Jay Turner. We were talking about Greek Mythology. " Who is the King of the Gods?" Jay asked me. "Zeus." I said Easily. He huffed. Then he perked up. " Who is Hades Torturers?" He asked. And I liked how he said 'is' instead of 'was.' " The 3 Furies." I said Smugly. He made a Pouty face. ( Which is where his upturned eyebrows reach his Hair line. He always looks funny! Don't tell him I told you that!) " Who is the monster that is Half man and Half Bull?" He asked it like it was a hard question. "The Minotaur." I said while smiling. " Dude, Why are you saying '''is''' instead of '''was'''." I asked. " UUUUUMMM, I'm Greek?" He said it like it was a question. " You believe in all that stuff?" I asked. He nodded. " My dad is Hermes." He said in all seriousness. "Yea and i'm a Werewolf!" I joked. Suddenly Mr.Frog was leaning over me. His foul breath made want to puke. " Werewolves are real Mr.Bay! Who knows maybe you are one." He screamed at me. Then he picked up my hand and kissed the birthmark on the back of it. "OW!" I screamed. And he was gone.

   " That was weird!" Jay said. " The old creep kissed me!!" I whisper yelled at him. In under 2 minutes we were seated in Science.  As class started I looked at my hand. I could feel something coursing through my veins as the class bore on.

  By the end of class my hand and all the way down my arm was burning and itching. " Are you okay?" Jay asked me as we were heading down the hall to lunch. " My Arm and Hand BURN!!" I practically yelled at the poor guy. It wasn't his fault I was in pain. My arm looked a sick shade of Yellow to me. " Dude, what do you mean your arm burns?" He asked. " I MEAN WHERE MR.FROG KISSED MY HAND BURNS!!" I snapped at him. " Dude, He just kissed your hand." Jay said weirdly. " And that's not weird to you? Mr. MY DAD IS HERMES!!" I yelled. " DUDE CHILL!" He hissed at me. " I used the Mist to make you forget! How do you remember that?" He asked me weirdly. " Dude! THAT'S CRAZY! WHAT THE HELL IS MIST!" I whisper-yell at him. " YOU CAN'T BE A MORTAL!" He yelled at me accustingly. Great my Best Friend is FULL ON CRAZY! Then out of no where he pulled out a knife! " JAY WHERE THE HELL DID YOU GET A KNIFE!!" I yelled. My voice carrying down the empty hall. That made me stop walking. " Hold out your arm." He said calmly. But he was starting to freak me out. " HELL NO!!" I yelled at him. He grabbed my arm anyway and cut a slash down my arm at the tip of my elbow. I growled at him. Not like angry growl. I mean FIERCE growl that made him whimper and fall on his butt. " SAM YOUR A HALF-BLOOD!" He said once he had picked himself up off the ground. I got a napkin out of pocket and dabbed at the cut. " What?" I asked him. Calming down a bit. " I cut you with Celestial Bronze. It can't harm mortals. It can only cut Demigods and Monsters. Monsters turn to dust, which you didn't do so my only conclusion is. You my Best Friend, are a HALF-BLOOD! OH and when you growled your eyes turned YELLOW!! That is Scary Awesome." He said stupidly. I felt like ripping his head off, but I shook my head and took a shaky breath. " What does this mean?" I asked him. Slowly. " This means I have to get you to camp!" He said excitedly. " Bro, My gums hurt!" I whined. " Apollo healers at camp will fix you up!" He said smiling. I didn't know what he meant by Apollo campers but it freaked me out a little. And what did he say about my eyes when I growled? They turned Yellow? All this ran through my head as we stepped out of The Academy and into the moist air of Manhattan. What will my mom think?  We got in a Taxi and Jay said," Long Island Sound. The very tip of it. Farm road." To the driver. I had no idea what was there but I hoped he had the money to pay for it. Where the HELL is he taking me?