You think your life is crazy?

Chapter 3 Sadie - More surprises! Yay...

"Annabeth?!" I said. By now I felt like I was in another one of our crazy side adventures considering all the insanity popping up.

"Sadie? Carter? What are you doing in Boston?" She asked probably as shocked as we were.

"Oh you know we chased a talking-" I got interrupted by a sudden BANG and next thing I knew, the furry reason we were there was on the ground dead and bleeding.

Shockingly (if I can still even use that word anymore) zombie boy didn't seemed saddened that his goat friend was dead. "Otis. Not in public." He sounded more or less annoyed that he died but by now I decided to stop questioning the goat.

Annabeth's eye twitched a bit but she quickly resumed her cool, "Well, we should probably get away from here considering my cousin's talking goat friend just got killed."

"Wait he's your cousin?" Carter asked and looked between them. I couldn't believe it took him this long for him to see the family resemblance. Usually he catches these things first. Oh well I guess I'm just better. I mean they share the similar grey eyes and the curly blonde hair. Although zombie boy's is a bit choppy and uneven like some 5 year old decided to give him a hair cut in his sleep.

"Questions later so we don't die." The boy opened his mouth, "Some of us more than others." Annabeth interrupted. Her cousin nodded and yanked on his necklace with the weird rock hanging from it.
Before I continue I'm going to tell you why I reacted the way I did.

You see it's one thing to have a sword you can pull from the duat and is a mostly normal Egyptian fighting tool. It is another for a pen to be turned into a sword.
When I saw zombie boy's sword I didn't really think anything of it. Until it talked.

"What's up señor? What do we need to-" I hit it with my staff repeatedly. I would like to say I actually didn't scream but I did try to destroy it just a little. The sword floated toward me."Uh dude why is a magician trying to kill me?"

"No time to talk Jack. We need to get out of here so can you please cover our backs while we find a hiding spot. This time I mean in a literal sense."

"Got it!" He went behind Annabeth's back and floated following us. Carter and I took the front just out of habit. Señor took the middle. One thing was for sure, all of us have had practice from running away from things.

When we finally got to the end of Bunker Hill, I made the mistake of looking back. Apparently the thing chasing us had no problem dressing in perhaps one of the most mismatched and colorful outfits I've ever seen. Even his guns were covered in god awful splatter paint! He was also still shooting at us of course and unfortunately I couldn't think of any spells off the top of my head that wouldn't drain me immediately.

If you don't know, magicians (or any magical mortal it seems) don't have unlimited magical power. We eventually burn out and it could actually kill us if we use too much. So you could imagine my annoyance when I remembered that if I didn't fight an insane red head today, I'd be kicking Mr. Art-project-gone-rogue's ass.

All you could hear was BANG CLANG BANG CLANG of the sword and bullets colliding. With the occasional ow from said talking sword. Zombie boy was still running for dear life(the irony) then jumped high up into a fairly large tree.

"Uh?" Carter said apparently as confused as I was. Before we knew it we were yanked into the same tree and Annabeth was left alone.

The complete annoyance on her face was both terrifying and priceless, "Magnus!" She yelled.

"What?"

"What the hades are you doing?!"

"Just trust me I know what I'm doing."

As if on cue a new voice chimed in right next to me and I saw a hint of green out of the corner of my eye, "Maggie what the helhame did you get yourself into this time?"