Twin's Twins (a Percy Jackson Fanfic)

The Twins of the Hunter

A/n @Lightning_wizard : Sorry it took SO long. I have a lot of things going on right now. Okay, here we go. 

The demons lunged at the three of us. I dove to right, firing arrows into the left demon. It laughed even louder, as if a child was being tickled after it was already laughing. The demon glared at me, giving me a better look at its face. It looked like my old foster mom's face. Slender and kind. But the teeth were razor sharp, yellowed beyond imagining, and the mouth was caked with dried blood. The laughter eminated from her open mouth, but it didn't move a an inch. The white feathers that covered its lion-like body almost shown. It waited, observing me. Its back, goat-like legs lifting and shaking every once in a while. Its twin tails swishing back and forth, glaring at me, laughing. Then, it spoke in my foster mom's voice. 

"Come at me, you little archer. I've always wanted to test myself against a weakling that always takes the back of the line-up." I ran at her. She/it lunged at me. At the last possible second, I skidded to a stop, notched an arrow, and fired it into its mouth. It sceamed like a child breaking a bone for the first time. Fire engulfed it, starting from somewhere inside itself. I grabbed it, and threw it at a demon creeping up behind Samantha. Then it exploded, taking out the second demon with it. The satyr and Samantha were taking on the demons. I would have run to them, but something stopped me. A voice, darker than night, older than time, and deeper than eternity. 

"Give it a rest, little demigod. It is pointless. And never forget your dept to me." I turned to see the thing behind me. But there was nothing behind me. Then I heard a scream of pain from behind me I whipped around. The demon was on fire like the other one. And it exploded. 

"You okay?" Samantha asked. 

"Yeah." I answered. I turned to the satyr. "By the way, are you Grover?" He blinked. 

"Yeah, how did you know?" He asked. 

"Well, I can tell Samantha's aura is strong. And for an aura that strong wouldn't have been handled by anyone but the head councilman of all of the satyrs." Samantha looked between the two of us. 

"WHAT?!?!?!?!" She yelled. I blinked. Again. I turned to Grover. 

"You didn't tell her?" 

"Tell me what?" 

"She would've been in more danger." 

"Tell Me what?" 

"Well, now that she's even met me, her life is going to be in more danger if she doesn't know." 

"KNOW WHAT?" The two of us looked at her. Grover sighed. He kicked off his shoes, showing his goat hooves. Then he pulled down his pants, showing his furry legs. She blinked. "Your.... A goat?" He rolled his eyes. 

"Satyr. How could I talk if I were a goat?" She tilted her head. 

"Say?.... ter?...." I rolled my eyes. 

"Half man, Half goat. They're in charge of finding the demi-gods around the world." 

"And Demi-gods are?" 

"Children of the Ancient Greek Gods and Goddesses." I answered 

"But my parents-" 

"Are Demigods, too. They took you in because of the power of your aura." Gover said. Samantha backed up into a tree and slumped to the ground. 

"So, your saying that my entire life has been a lie." 

"Yes, good for you. At least your childhood hasn't been crap. Now, can we get the three of us to camp before I die of old age?"