I sped through the intersection ignoring the honking of cars. I needed to get to camp. Now. I urged the mortorcycle faster. I saw the hellhound dead ahead as a rounded the turn. That's when my ADHD came in handy. I saw a ramp leading up to a Ford F150 sitting idle on the side of the road. Idiots I thought who leaves a truck lying around? I turned hard to the ramp and when I went up I obliged to do a trick. I put my feet up on the handlebars and then took them back down again. I flew up over the hellhound. Stupid hound! I thought. I flew up the hill and the hellhound was right behind me. I'm not going to make it. I thought. I had an ispiration in that short time. I fish-tailed and spun around the hellhound confusing carefully taking my dagger out of my bag and throwing it at the hound. The dummy ducked. Not good. I had another idea. I drove up next to Thalia's Pine while I waited for the hound to find me. It did. It pawed the ground and snorted. It charged and so did I. I aimed straight for it's under-belly. It didn't even see what hit it. I got under it and then I stabbed upwards and it turned to dust. I rode up the hill and into camp and headed for the Armory where I could keep this thing.
Subject: The daughter of Hephaestus arrives in some style 
Sun Jun 20, 2010 12:17 pm
