Okay, I'll confess.  I ditched Poppy the moment we arrived at the station.  Well I'm sorry! But can you blame me?  She was looking at me as if I were just my corpse and kept on repeating those same freaky lines over and over like some weird summoning mantra.  The thing is, when she gats nervous, her bladder acts up.  So I took that as an opportunity.  As soon as she ran to the nearest restroom on the bus stop and told me to stay put (since when did that line ever work?), I immediately recognized the familiar bus station in Beigoma.  I began walking home back to my apartment and enjoyed the familiar sights of my hometown.  I saw all of the not-so-big office buildings, the humble cafes that I ate at for lots of brunches, the town square filled with children and families... It was like home.  

I reached my apartment complex and made my way inside.  I went on the floor of my apartment, got my keys out, unlocked the door, and expected it to be deserted as per usual.  You see, my mom works in Tokyo as a beyblade scientist and often goes abroad as her boss asks her to.  So in short, she's hardly ever home.  But, today was different.  I walked inside and saw a few specks of dust (nothing a little vaccuming wouldn't fix), the shoe compartment, the kitchen, everything.  But when I was putting my shoes in the shelf, I saw another pair.  A pair of bright-red flats that I knew all-too-well.  My eyes immediately brightened up as I shouted the bitter-sweet words of "Mom? I'm home!".  I was afraid no one would answer, but my mindset changed after hearing the pounding of feet and the sight of my wonderful mother, Kurenai Kayori.  She was petite woman with milky-white hair in a messy bun, an apple-red sweater, black jeans, the warmest of smiles, and bright crimson eyes that were stern yet motherly.  The eyes of a mother.  

I slowly stumbled towards her for a few seconds, then launched myself at her like a bullet.  I felt her warm arms wrap around me as we stayed there hugging on the floor with the occasional sniffle.  I finally looked up at her face and was met with her soft gaze.  Her eyes were like raging balls of flame, but a soft flickering light all at the same time.  I half-expected her to scold me for being kicked out, or the Requiem incident, or worse.  Her being disappointed.  She knew I was worried but did not mention those.  "Shu, oh my beautiful baby boy." she said as she caressed my cheek.  I'm sure she knows that I was kicked out of Beigoma Academy and about Requiem since she also works at the W.B.B.A. quite oftn, but her eyes held no hate.  Instead she led me to the couch and coaxed me into sitting beside her.  

She gave me a plate of her world-famous (at least to me) beybread and apple slices to much on as we talked about our year.  Not one mention of me being expelled, just her fussing over me and wondering if her only child is okay.  The thing is I don't have a dad.  I mean, I know I had one before I was born, like how else did I come to be? Magic?  All I know is that he was rich and important and that their relationship was a secret.  They weren't married, I just came along during their time as a couple.  When my mom just became pregnant with me, he had to leave to go back to his home in America.   After that, there was no trace of him left.  Funny story, right?

"Shu," she said, interrupting my train of thought and catching me mid-bite of an apple.  She looked at me with a look that told me she was serious about something.  I swallowed my apple, but didn't tear away my gaze because a mother's stare is deadly.  She set down her cup of tea and sighed.  "Shu, you should've told me you were struggling.  Then maybe you wouldn't have had to dwell on the guilt of doing what you did." she said.  Her tone of voice said sad, sorry, and sympathetic.  Wow, three 's'.  I looked down in shame, feeling tears pool in my eyes, but she just held my chin up and smiled at me sympathetically.  Her eyes held no trace of disappointment, and that compelled me to spill my thoughts to her.  

I told her how I was heart-broken after my eye was scarred, how I was paranoid my place as No. 1 would be stripped from me, how I went to America to be stronger, Glass' offer, everything.  She just listened to me patiently and occasionally sipped her tea.  By the time I finished my half confession-half rant, my cheeks were dry from tears and my eyes were red and puffy.  She said nothing, but just pulled me into a hug.  We stayed there for a while when she finally broke the silence.

"Shu, I know you're struggling right now with all of this, but I will always be here for you.  No matter what.  No matter how hard, how stormy, and how many mistakes you make, I will never let you go.  I will just hold on tighter to you each and every time.  I know I'm not around a lot and I'm am all you got,  but I'm always here for you, Shu." those few words made my heart clench and I just cried tears of joy knowing that.  I looked to her teary gaze and replied.

"I love you too mom, so much.  Even after all of those mistakes, you still love me and will always no matter what.  That's what important to me.  You are always enough for me mom.  Always."

She just cooed at me and we hugged and munched some more.  "Hey I know something to cheer you up." she said which peaked my interest.  her never-ending smile plastered on her face as she said "Three nights, same cabin." and that was all I needed to know.

"Beigoma beach?!" I asked her.  She chuckled and smiled and I knew she wasn't kidding this time.  I smiled, thanked her (a lot), and walked to my room.  It was the same as usual.  It had light-gray walls, a fixed-up red bedsheets, my redwood closets and table, and a window looking out to the streets of Beigoma and the people down walking and driving past the streets.  I grabbed my red-suitcase with a bunch of beyblade stickers and stamps in it and began filling it with my clothes.  A few minutes later, my mom and I were walking out of our apartment complex and into our car to go to Beigoma Beach.  People think that the beaches in L.A. are the best, but I think that the ones right here near the city are the best.  And trust me, I've been to L.A.

I looked out the window and saw the many many trees blanketing the roads and the many people in open-aired cars, bikes, and other places doing whatever.  I didn't notice I was zoning out much, so I just looked out the window and took a nap.  By the time I woke up, my mom was shaking me awake and already lugging our suitcases out of the car.  I rubbed the sleepiness out of my eyes and walked out.  I was greeted with the strong smell of ocean air, the sky as blue as sapphires, the cawing of seagulls, and the chirping of dolphins out in the distance of the sea.  After around thirty minutes (which felt like an eternity for an ADHD person like me), we were all settled down in our little cabin.  It was rose-red and smelled of dust and cobwebs.  There were like at least ten spiders and roaches in each corner of the cabin, and the place was probably untouched by society for years.  It was amazing.

By the time the sun had set, me and my mom were roasting sausages, marshmallows, uncooked beybread bites, and a bunch of other goodies we can roast on a classic campfire.  My mom told me stories of how her parents passed in an office fire, how she wants to be a very successful beyblade scientist, about her possible promotion to get higher in the ranks, all of that stuff.  Eventually, I became brave enough to ask her the questions I always love to ask, but is always afraid to.  Questions about my father.  

As soon as I asked that, her eves got misty and she turned her head to look at the sunset out on the horizon.  Her eyes looked like a kaleidoscope of many different colors.  I made out shades of blue, pink, and yellow, but I mostly caught glimpses of red and gold.  Those colors were about just as comforting the air of calm Spryzen's aura gives me.  

"He was kind, Shu." she began.  "He was not the most good-looking man, but he was the kindest and sweetest ones out there.  He was intelligent, and loved machines.  You may look just like me, but you have his personality.  Your strong witty, and perseverative personality." she said as she pinched my cheek at the last part.  I just continued to listen intently, because these are one of the few moments where she actually talks about him.  The only way I could know him.  "He would be very proud of you, Shu.  I know it." she said.  But how could she?  I'm just a boy who manages to pull off Cs and Bs and a few As once in a while, then there was the Requiem incident...  

"If he would've felt that way, how could he just leave us like that?" I asked.  She met my gaze and said
     "Shu he loved us very much.  He knew I was expecting, but he was only able to be here for half of the summer and that time.  He had to go back to America eventually for his work.  He never came back, maybe it's because he moved on.  But I do know that he loved us very very much Shu."

I recalled a very vague memory that I'm sure was actually a memory.  It was a man with shoulder-length hair, and eyes like dark bronze.  I always match up those features to how my mom describes my dad, and believed that that little sliver of a memory was actually real.  Actually him.  I confronted my mom when I was a little kid, but she told me that it was impossible and that he couldn't have visited us before.  

"Are you sending me away to another boarding school?" I asked.  She set down her sausage and said
     "Shu, you have to understand that it's for your own good.  I'm not always here in town to stay and take care of you.  If I could, I would, but my work is almost always so far away and I don't want to leave you alone there."  She said.
     I just looked down and sighed.  "You're too busy for me.  I know."  I said.  I then immediately regretted saying that.  Tears pooled in her eyes as she told me that it wasn't true. 
     "I do want you around Shu.  I would give up everything for you.  Remember that." She said as she hugged me.  "I thought Beigoma Academy was far enough.  I just want to protect you." she said.
     "Protect me... From what?" I asked curiously.  At that statement, she just bit her lip and didn't answer.  
     "Shu, there was a special place for children like you somewhere quite far.  In America.  You see, your father wanted me to send you there, but it was too far and I wanted to keep you as close to me as possible." She said.
     "What sort of special place, like another boarding school?" I asked.  It was in America and a place for 'special' children like me.  I don't really like how the numbers are adding up.
     "No Shu, it's a summer camp."
     "Wait... Like the one the Aoi siblings went to?" I asked.  She just nodded, and that confirmed my guess.  Valt and the twins were a special case like me, so I might be sent there too.  "Will you send me there too?"  I asked gravely.
     "I don't want to, but only time could tell.  If I let you go, it might mean saying goodbye for good." she said.  I didn't understand what she meant by for good.  It's just a summer camp, right?  That night I had the strangest dream.

It was on the beach outside of our cabin and two animals were fighting.  It was a beautiful golden eagle and a donkey.  Don't get me wrong, it's not the kind of donkey that stinks and looks horribly ugly like it was made the wrong way.  I was the kind that would stare you down with kind eyes and you would know to back off.  Apparently, the eagle didn't get that message.  The two just fought like it was to-the-death.  The eagle swooped down and slashed at the donkey's muzzle and the donkey kicked back at the eagle's wings.  While fighting, the sky roared with thunder and clouds darkened above, but there was no lightning.  Weird.  The atmosphere became hot like a full-heated oven turned up to the highest setting and fire spouted from random places.  What's weird was that the lightning was around the eagle and the fire was on the donkey.  The thunder roared once more and that woke me up. 

Apparently, I woke up my mom as well and she looked right at me.  "Hurricane." she said.  It was weird because there was never any storms out here in this time of the year.  Summer rain maybe.  The storm was so loud it was like the weather was mad at something.  Someone...?  Nah.  Outside was a distant cry, and the pounding on our door.  My mom got out of the bed and opened the door.  Outside at our doorstep was no other than... Poppy Woodstock?!  She looked frantic and was shivering from the rain.

     "Searching... All night... What were you thinking?!" she panted.  My mom looked at me with wide eyes filled me with panic and saying that we were dead.  It looked like she wasn't scared of Poppy, but why she's come.
     "Shu, what did you not tell me?" she asked with a tone saying I'm doomed.  I was frozen in shock.  How had Poppy gotten here so fast?  How did she know where we were?  And looking at her right now, I couldn't understand what I was seeing.  
     "O Zeu kai alloi theoi!" she yelled.  "They're  coming for you, Shu!  Didn't you tell her?!" she shouted at me.  I was to shocked to register that she cursed in ancient Greek that I didn't notice my mom shaking me, asking me to tell her what happened.  I sputtered things about Ms. Kuroo and the old ladies at the fruit stand.  Her face was so pale in the flashing of the light outside.  She lugged her purse, my backpack, and us into our car and shouted for us to go.  I now understood why she wore pants only all the time and why she had a strange limp.  Because where her legs were supposed to be, were cloven hooves.

                                                                                       ~*-_-*~

We had just arrived at the airport and my mom and I were lugging our bags out of the car and onto the mini plane.  My mom said that the plane was a favor from an old friend, but I haven't the slightest clue what that meant.  We took off after a few minutes, but no one has said a word since the car ride.  I then decided to break the deafening silence. 
     "Mom, are you taking us to the camp in New York?" I carefully asked.  She just looked at me with sad eyes.
     "Yes Shu, It's for the best.  This doesn't have to mean goodbye for good, it just means... That you'll get better." she said, concern and sadness lacing her tone.
     "...Are you mad at me for not telling you everything right away?" I asked.  I kept my gaze on my lap and didn't meet her eyes.  I kept on thinking of the many mistakes I had made.  How my mother still loved me.  How she could just forgive me like the snap of her fingers.  How could you love someone so much that you're willing to forgive them no matter what and love them no matter the deed.    
     She sighed and said "Shu, look at me please." I looked up at her and saw no anger in her eyes.  Not even a hint of disappointment.  She just smiled as she met my teary gaze.  "Shu, I always told you that you are a special child and you are.  Just in a different way that others.
     Yeah, I'm a freak.
     "Your father is also a very special man.  I'm not just saying this just because I loved him, he's special in a very different way."  the way she said that, it hit me like a Monday.  My eyes widened in realization as I begin to think that he is because I am like how I am.   
     "You mean..." I begin, slightly frozen because my mind is working much harder than my body at that moment.  "My abilities is because if him?  My analyzation, my crafty hands, my... Fire?" I asked.  She just nodded.  I was going to ask her if even my ADHD and Dyslexia is because of him, but that seemed a bit too drastic.  But then again...  Summoning fire is not exactly very normal.  That night was not a very peaceful one for me, because I had another dream.  This time, it was like I was floating out of my body as 'past me' and my best friend were talking.  Not much of a dream, but more like a memory.

I saw myself riding my bike down the park in the city on my way back to the apartment.  It was dusk and the colors in the skies varied from red to orange to yellow and to pink.  The other me turned to look to the side to see Valt tumbling down from pulling a garter on a tree to hard with a tyre in his back.  Other me just chuckled and asked "What are you doing, Valt?".  Valt just looked at him with a large grin that reached past his eyes and ran to him. 
     "Shu!" he shouted.   He dropped the massive tyre on his back and ran up to meet him. "Hey!" he chuckled.  "Saw ya on TV.  You were amazing, like seriously!  Your opponent was like, mega tough! You beat him with one shot like there was nothing to it!" he then laughed and looked at him with starry eyes and said "It was classic." Other just chuckled at his childish antics and rolled the bike down the path while Valt was looking at literally nothing at all in the distance.  After a few seconds of staring into the distance, he finally caught up to other me and began rambling how awesome the battle was and how he would beat me one day. 
     "Anyway, what if we used our 'abilities' in battle?" I just curiously looked at him and tilted my head.
     "What abilities?" I asked.
     "You know, the special power where you're a whiz at mechanics math and all of that stuff, and then you can summon fire and I can to lightning-" I then cut him off by covering his mouth with my hands and shushed him.  I looked around to see if anyone was there and breathed a sigh of relief when I saw no one.  I then uncovered his mouth and that made him mad.  "What was that for?!" he shouted.  I just sighed and began explaining.
     "Valt, we're not normal kids.  I'm slightly Dyslexic with ADHD and you have worse cases of those than me.  Normal kids can't do special things like summon fire or lightning at will.  We can't just show these things in public." I scolded. 
     "Why not?" he asked.  He then shamelessly showed the bright yellow lightning that was sparking in his palms.
     "It's because my mom said that if we show these powers freely, then we'll attract onii."  I said.
     "Onii?"
     "Yeah, my mom said that if they found out about us, something bad will happen."  I explained.  He made an o shape with his mouth as the realization hit him.
     "Well, that's still very vague.  What onii?  Why would they want us?  How come we have special powers and others don't?  Toko and Nika are kind of like us too."  I just agreed with him and looked down at my hands as I saw the flickering flames dance around my palms, not burning me in the slightest. 
     "Well, I'm sure it's not a bad thing.  And if my mom would make vague messages like that, then I'm sure she has a good reason.  My mom hardly ever lies, let alone to me." I sad with a smile.  Valt agreed and we went back to chatting about the latest Beynews and the upcoming natinal tournament.           

I woke to the feeling of the plane landing as Poppy told me to wake up.  She was shaking me with her usual grin that was bright as a flower field.  The three of us went in a car and drove all the way from New York to Long Island.  New York was the busiest City I've ever been in.  It was familiar in a way that it still surprises you when you see it, but you are familiar with it.  Like deja vu.  We exited the city and went to the country side of Long Island.  

In our car, my mom was clearly agitated She wouldn't stop tapping the wheel rapidly and she kept on looking behind us to see if something's there.  I have no idea what would be there.  Poppy keeps on snacking on... Are those tin cans? And she wouldn't talk, she would just mutter curses in Greek.  Unfortunately, curses I can understand.  Oh God, my ears...  Yet again, I decided to be brave and break the silence.
     "So... how do you guys know each other?" I carefully asked, not wanting to agitate them even more.  Poppy fixed her gaze on the rearview mirror, imitating my mom, and looked back at me.  
     "Well, we never actually met, but she knew I was watching you." she said.
     "Watching me?"
     "Yeah, to make sure you're safe." she said.  That confused me even more.  Safe from what, exactly?  "B-but I wasn't faking being your friend, I am your friend!" she added hastily.  Looking back at her, I was still confused from what she was.  From waist-down, she had furry legs (which I'm sure wasn't fur-pants) and hooves.  
     

"Well, I still don't know what you are exactly.  I just found out that my friend was a donkey from waist-down."
     She let out an irritated "Blaa-ha-ha!  Goat!"
     "Huh?"
     "Goat!  I'm half-goat!  There are Satyrs that would trample you for that!" she shouted.  Wait-
     "Satyr, like Principal Shinoda's stories? The myth?" I asked in complete and utter shock.  
     "Were the old ladies at the fruit stand a myth?  Was Ms. Kuroo a myth?" she asked me.  This pretty much shocked me like an outlet.  If that's even possible, to be even more stunned and deadpanned than I aslready was.  
     

"Oh, so now you admit Ms. Kuroo was real?!" I asked more angrily than I intended to.  
     "The less you knew, the fewer monsters you'd attract." she said like it was completely obvious.  "We put mist over humans' eyes and on you too at the field-trip so you'd think Ms. Kuroo was a hallucination.  But it was too late.  You had already realized your abilities many years ago, and with the Kindly One that attacked you...  You were starting to put the puzzle-pieces together.  Gods, I knew you were too smart for this."  she admitted to me.  She seemed genuinely concerned, but I still didn't completely understand.  Satyrs?  Mist?  Kindly Ones??  I didn't understand as much as Poppy insisted on.  But it wasn't important at that moment.  I heard a distant bellowing sound behind us.  And it didn't sound happy.  

     "Shu, there's too much to explain right now and too little time.  We have to get you to safety." my mom said, her crimson eyes, identical to mine holding more panic that I have ever seen in before.  She fixed her gaze hastily on the mirror again to see what was behind us.  But I saw nothing. 
     "Safety from what?"
     "Oh you know, the Lord of the Dead and some of his blood-thirstiest monsters."  Poppy commented as if it were the most obvious thing ever, clearly still miffed on my little donkey comment earlier. 
     "Poppy!" my mom shouted in a panic.
     "Sorry, Mrs. Kurenai.  Could you drive faster please?" she asked.   My mom swerved down a road and right by a faded white sign that said Pick Your Own Strawberries.  The bellowing sound, getting closer.

"Mom where are we going?" I asked, already feeling the panic settling in the pit of my stomach.  
     "Shu, remember the summer camp I told you about?  The one for special kids like you and Valt?" she asked me sounding sad. 
     "You mean the one all the way out here in America, countless miles away from Japan?!" I asked, already feeling angry with the rising questions, and the few answers I was getting.
     "Please dear, you have to understand.  This is the only place that could possibly guarantee your safety better that any other school I could find."
     "All because some old ladies cut yarn?"
     "Those weren't just any old ladies, they were The Fates!"  Poppy clarified.  "You know what it means when they appear in front of you?!  They only do that when you're about to... Someone's about to die!" she said, hesitating in the last bit.  That statement made the panic imbed itself in my gut.
     "You said you."
     "No I didn't, I said someone."
     "You said you before that."
     "Kids!" my mom shouted right before something just hit our car very hard and sent us tumbling down a hill. 

At that very moment where I could've died, I began recalling things about Principal Shinoda, Ms. Kuroo, Poppy, my mom, everything.  I opened my eyes and saw everything upside down and Poppy unconscious beside me.  "Shu!" my mom shouted.  
     "I'm fine mom." I said while groaning.  
     "Food~" Poppy groaned beside me.  My mom's eyes widened in fear of something she found in the rearview mirror.  I looked and I saw a man that must have been at least twice the size of a sumo-wrestler.  The thing is that it had like very hairy jacket on and weird hat like a Viking's.  But after a while, it turns out it wasn't a man.  That jacket was fur.  The weird hat was horns.  My mom turned to me and said one thing.  "Run."  and I didn't have to be told twice.  

I dragged Poppy carefully out of the car with my mom's help and we made a run for it.  The bull, no the Minotaur (as my mom confirmed) was getting closer.  My mom looked down at me sadly and pointed to a tree on a hill.  "Shu, do you see that tree on the hill?" my mom asked me.  I nodded as she continued.  "You need to run as fast as you can and bring Poppy up there  with you."  I immediately knew what she meant.
     "No mom, I'm not leaving you."  she gave me a sad smile as if she knew this moment was coming.  My mom's face then became serious, stone-cold, and determined.  
     "He doesn't want me, he wants you.  Go, I'll hold him off." We argued a bit more until I finally convinced her to come with us.  I can be very convincing like that.  The minotaur was as close as ever to the point he was just meters away from us.  We froze, and he froze as well. 
     "Mom-" I began, but she immediately shushed me.  She then began whispering me instructions as bull-boi just kept on looking around.
     "Pasiphae's son has terrible sight and hearing but excellent smell.  When he charges straight at us, wait for the right moment and jump to the side." she whispered. 
     "How do you know so much about this?!" I asked her.  I have seen very weird things these days, yet I still get taken by surprise every time another piece of information enters my brain.
     "I knew this day would come where you would eventually realize who you were.  I was selfish to try to keep you near me." she said, guilt written all over the creases in her face.  She was talking so much, there were so many emotions, so many vague answers, but I understood none of it.  What I did understand: I was different in a very strange way.  An inhumane way.
     "Mom what do you-" as if intentionally trying to keep me from getting any more riddled answers, the Minotaur charged towards us and we were able to jump to the side on time. 

I went back to my mom and the three of us made a beeline for the hill.  Usually when one is walking up a hill, you'd expect to hear the chirping of crickets, the silvery light of the moon, and the occasional howl of a wolf.  The only thing that I could hear were me and my mom's panting breaths, Poppy moaning for food, and the grunting snorting and bellowing of the blood-thirsty bull-man behind us expecting us to be his dinner.  The only thing lighting our path up the hill was the full-moon which was like a sharp blade cutting through the blinding darkness of the night.  But that didn't stay our only source of light for long.  In the distance, I saw a few lit fires and a faint archway to someplace.  I looked behind us and the Minotaur must've been like a kilometer away from us.  I suddenly found adrenaline rushing through my body as I ran to the camp for salvation.  Unfortunately, life had to hit me like a beyblade and make all good things end.  My mom suddenly stopped and began retreating down the hill as I walked past the large pine tree with Poppy the Satyr in my arms.

"Mom what are you waiting for?  Come on!" I shouted at her.  She looked at me sadly and said
     "Shu, I can't go with you.  I'm not one of your kind, I can't."  One of my kind- What?  She tried to sidestep like before, but the Minotaur grabbed her neck, squeezed her like a lemon, and began choking her. 
     "Mom!" I shouted.  Instead of a yell, it came out as a horse whisper.   She whispered one thing left that I understood.
     "Go."

With one last yell, the Minotaur squeezed my mom so hard that she dissolved in a golden light like a holographic projection.  Like how Ms. Kuroo just disappeared back at the museum.  My adrenaline and fear was soon replaced by anger as that fueled me instead.  I stripped off my red jacket as I waved it in front of him and got his attention.
     "Hey stupid!  Ground beef!" I insulted.  He roared a shrill cry and charged at me.  I had an idea, a really stupid one at that, but an idea.  Instead of attempting to sidestep, I stood my ground as he got closer.  At the right moment, I felt my legs tense, jumped up, kicked off his head, spun mid-air, and landed on his neck.  How I did that?  I had no idea.  I suspected it was my natural instincts and reflexes as a blader, but I'm pretty sure that not just any blader could've done something like that.  But I didn't have the luxury called time to ponder about that.  

The bull began shaking me off and bucking like a rodeo bull.  It could've just hit me flat on the back on the pine tree, but I soon realized that it only had one gear.  Forward.  
     "Food." Poppy moaned.  That got the Minotaur's attention as he began  charging towards her.  Hot rage began boiling deep within me as I remembered what he did to my mother.  I pulled on its horns with all of my might, and with a loud 'snap', the bull cried in pain as I found myself holding a piece of its horn.  He flung me to the ground and I hit my head directly on a rock.  I tried standing up, but my vision was blurry.  The monster charged and I instinctively barreled to the side.  I got up kneeling and as he rammed past me, and I drove the horn in his gut.  He let out a guttural scream as he dissolved into dust.  

I found myself wanting to just collapse on the spot form exhaustion and grief but when I looked to my side and saw Poppy, I realized she needed me right now.  I managed to haul her up, stagger down into the camp, find a really big house inside and just began crying for help.  The last thing I remember was seeing the face of a bearded man with silvery hair and a stern yet kind face that I know all to well, and a boy.  He seemed around my age, but a bit older.  His facial features were disturbingly familiar with the baby-blue bonfire-like hair and calm yet confident purple eyes fit for royalty.  

"Chiron, he's gotta be the one.  I just know it!" the boy said.  His voice became even more familiar but I can't seem to put my finger on it. 
     "Hush now Lui, he is still conscious.  Come now, we must bring him and the young Satyr inside." The man said.  Lui, huh? I said to myself internally.  That name echoed in my mind as I began falling into a deep and empty sleep.

Geez, that was long.  It took me days and I began sleeping later than I usually did cuz of this.  I regret nothing.  NOTHING!!!

Chile anyways so, lemme know which story you want me to update next.  And oh my motherfricking gods whAT?!?! 22 FOLLOWERS?!  BY THE STYX (*hears thunder rumble in the distance*) HOW?!?!

Anyhow, thanks so much for all of this!! I know most of y'all just skip the authors note, but for you guys who are nice and patient enough to put up with me and my useless rambling, thanks.

Welp, Imma spare you the speech right now because it's like 5:30 p.m. here rn, so see y'all later!!!

~ αＲ𝕚𝔰ｓ𝐀  

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