Authors note: Warning! Heroes of Olympus characters don't show up in till later chapters but don't worry it is still in the same world.

I watched as my best friend Mike cannonballs off a large rock into the Aegean sea below a looming temple to Poseidon built during ancient times. Mike looks over to me and says "What are you thinking about."

"You know me well," I reply. "I was thinking about this quote by Mussolini. The quote says: it is better to live one day as a lion than one hundred years as a sheep."

"Wasn't Mussolini a really bad person," he asks.

"Yes but I can still like the quote," I point out.

"True," he replies.

****Break*****

Mike was walking towards the jet I was walking next to him the major difference was he had a suitcase I didn't. My uncle was rather rich and I always came to Greece for the summer usually with my mom and dad but they were taking care of work in England so my uncle said I could bring a friend so I chose Mike. Our parents are friends so we met when we were three and have been friends ever since now we are sixteen.

"Ugh I can't believe you got to stay here another month," Mike moans. "It is totally unfair."

"Give it a break hopefully you get to come back next year." I reply.

"That would be great," he responds.

*****Break*****

This morning Mike had left for San Francisco. He had really enjoyed his time here but all great things must come to an end at some point right. Anyway my uncle had sent my cousin Spyro to bring to his company's office apparently he wanted to tell me something. I didn't really know what his company did but whatever it is it made him substantially rich. So I was walking down the street next to the airport were I was being picked when this big guy grabbed my shoulder and stabbed his knife through my arm. I scream as the pain engulfs my arm then I look into the eyes of my attacker and the pain numbs as I realize that I am not looking into his eyes plural but his eye singular. Something about that snaps me out of my daze and I grab his wrist twisting it and causing him to drop the knife which I catch and stab through his.

"Wow." I look over to see my cousin Spyro looking at me. "Where'd you learn to do that." He asks quizzically.

"I don't know." I reply as I turn over the knife in my hands. "Instinct I guess."

"I am guessing you must have a million questions." He assumes incorrectly. "Like what that was back there."

"It must have been a cyclops right." I say startling him.

"How did you know." He asks.

"One eye." I respond.

"We should get back to the car before more show up."

*****Break*****