"Welcome to Camp half-blood. Nice to meet you alive."
When Elise Potlor crashes- literally knocking out a minotaur after falling for a whole minute in the sky, all of what happened from an hour ago flashes behind her eyes in short strips.
She knows for sure that;
Number One. Her English teacher sprouts wings on her back, and not the cute, fluffy ones that pretty angels have. The dark, devil-like wings that make you cringe if you're not already dead.
Number Two. Peter, a guy who she befriended recently, has hooves instead of feet. Yes, hooves. It was shocking because she thought her one-week-old friend was a human. Not a goat.
Number Three. The minotaur she squashed while landing turned to dust, well, except for its right horn. She gripped the horn(accidently) as a source to balance her body, but unfortunately it couldn't resist the weight and broke off.
Oh, dear. Someone's coming.
Black hair, green eyes, and a bright orange t-shirt that can illuminate any darkness. Doesn't look like a monster... but what the heck. Why let him talk to her when she can kill him? And with that, she unsheathed her pocket knife.
※This is a fanfiction of Rick Riordan's 'Percy Jackson and the Olympian' series. This story is based on Rick Riordan's creative imagination, so besides my characters, all right goes to Rick Riordan. Though, the main character is NOT Percy Jackson.