You think your life is crazy?

Chapter 2 Magnus- I become a human pillow for two people in white pajamas.

You know for someone who has had their head cut off, stabbed, and let's not forget died, I would think I'd be used to pain. So when two teenagers in white linen pajamas and my talking goat friend Otis a.k.a Otis dropped on top of me at Bunker Hill, I wasn't expecting to squeal out in pain.

"Ow." I squeaked, thanking the fact I was an einherji. Therefore, was able to sustain whatever the Helheim just fell on top of me.

"We're not dead!" I heard a guy saying.

"Well of course we're not dead!" Said a girl with a British accent, "We landed on something soft and squishy."

"You landed on a dead guy." Otis said. He was nice enough to actually get off me.

The girl immediately screamed in disgust and got up. She cleared her throat, "Ew." The other person was yanked up by her.

I gave Otis a look that meant Really? You could've just said they landed on me. But he didn't seem to get it. Then it dawned on me. Why was Otis talking to some random people? Then I made the next mistake, I sat up to face whoever landed on me. Naturally, I was greeted with a kick in the face that sent me back to the ground.

"Ow again." I rubbed my nose and sat up.

"Ok so he's not a zombie." The girl said.

"Sadie why would he be a zombie?"

"Well I don't know Carter! With all the stuff we've seen might as well add zombies, vampires, and werewolves to the list!"
She has a point. I thought. Then I remember these were random people who fell from the sky and portals don't just come out of no where.

"Uh hi. Who are you and why did you fall on top of me from the sky?" They stared at me. The taller one with a bent sword, Carter, looked like he was trying to come up with a story to tell me. "Also Otis why are you here? Do you know these people?"

"No they beat up Thor then started chasing me." I blinked thinking They beat up Thor?!

Carter snapped me out of my thoughts,"You can see the talking goat too? Are you a magician?"

"Like a magic tricks? I mean I'm very good at disappearing but not at card tricks."

The British girl, Sadie, found that amusing, "Pfft so that's obviously a no."

"Then what are you?"

"I could ask you the same thing." I said.

"Us?!" Sadie said.

"Yeah. Are you demigods who run around in white pajamas? What's with your sword? Is it bent? I have a friend who can fix that and maybe make it into a fashion item."

Carter blinked, "Huh?"

"I'm speaking English right?"

"I think?" He said.

"Excuse me. I'm speaking English you two are speaking American."

"Does that mean Otis speaks goat?"

"Who?" They said.

"Me." The goat said with some grass in his mouth. I couldn't understand why he didn't run away in all the confusion.

"The talking goat? How do you know him?" Sadie asked.

I didn't get a chance to answer because as soon as I opened my mouth Carter opened his, "Wait did you say demigod earlier?"

I started to wrap my hand around my pendent ready to let Jack torture them with Cheese graters gonna grate grate grate. "Yes?"

"Are you-," He started but then a very familiar voice interrupted him.

"A demigod? Yes but not like me." My cousin, Annabeth Chase, said with her arms crossed and I knew that I was in for something weird.