Chapter Two: Completely Crazy!

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Chapter 2-Completley Crazy!

The darkness was overwhelming. I felt like I was going to pass out, when I saw a small light in the center of the black void. I could feel the warmth of the sun emanating from the small light that got bigger and bigger, until it swallowed us whole.

After blinking several times, I was un-blinded. I loosened my death grip on Nico. I was at the base of a hill. In front of us was a big, blue farmhouse. The farmhouse had a wraparound porch and there were two men sitting at a table playing a card game of some kind. One was in a wheelchair, with a blanket over his legs, and a neatly trimmed beard. He was wearing a sweater with snowflakes decorated on it for winter. The other man was wearing a long sleeve, warm looking leopard print shirt, and some sweatpants. He was definitely not the skinniest person I'd ever met. The dog came to a halt.

Nico slid off the giant, black back and landed on his feet on the ground of green grass. He then reached out a hand to me to help me down. I shrugged it off and jumped off the dog's back, and when my feet hit solid ground, I went into a summersault. Meg, on the other hand, took his hand, and he helped her down, slowly and gently, so she wouldn't fall flat on her face.

When Meg's feet unsteadily found the ground, she stumbled forward. Unfortunately, she stumbled right into me, sending me flying into a girl walking past. Upon impact the girl was knocked to her butt.

"Oh my god! I am so sorry! I didn't mean to run into you!" I apologized so quickly you could barley understand my words. The girl had blonde hair and baby blue eyes with a hint of gold in them.

She looked stunned for a second, and then, strangely enough, started laughing. "It's alright! If you say it was an accident, then it was an accident." She stood up and brushed herself off. Then she stuck out her hand to me. "My name's Amber Martin. I'm a daughter Aphrodite. You are?"

I was stunned. Aphrodite? Like in, the Greek goddess, Aphrodite? I shook her hand anyway. "Jaycee Carter, daughter of Scott and Susie Carter." Amber laughed again, and I could hear Nico let loose a snort which he then tried to cover up with a fake coughing fit. I turned and glared at Nico until he shut up.

"What's so funny?" I asked coldly, my voice so calm, out of the corner of my eye I saw Meg shiver. Nico cleared his throat.

"It's just that.....well.....you see.....maybe I should let Chiron.....follow me," I raised an eyebrow at his spacey explanation. He pointed me in the direction of the two men on the porch. Meg, curious as ever, started over for the farmhouse porch where the card game continued. Nico started to follow Meg, and I was left with no choice but to follow after them.

By the time I had reached the wraparound porch, Meg was seated and Nico was nowhere to be found. I looked around for him, but I still couldn't find him. I was about to leave the porch to continue my search, when a voice caught me by surprise.

"Who are you looking for, my dear?" I turned and saw the face of the man confined to a wheelchair. His beard neatly trimmed was a light brown color, as was his hair, and his eyes looked that of a man who'd seen everything, even pigs fly.

"Um, no one. Well someone. The person that brought me and my friend here, sir." I figured it was best to use my manners, because he used his by calling me 'my dear'. 

"And might his name be Nico Di Angelo?" The man asked.

"How'd you know?"

"Because he'd left a couple days ago, looking for you two. He went back to pick up someone else who's supposed to be here. He also said something about not wanting to leave a monster in a school of mortals." The man then ushered me into the seat next to Meg. Unlike with my principle, I sat down. Meg's brown-ish grey eyes had, as we call it, 'the look'. She only gets 'the look' when she zones out of this world and into one of her own. She's always thinking, always has a plan, but when it comes time to use it, she doesn't have a clue.

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