• Chapter 1
    He ran through the hallway, his sword in his hand. His target was ahead of him, running away. Down the hallway was a staircase and a window. His target brought her fingers to her mouth and whistled loudly. When she reached the top of the staircase, she jumped off and smashed through the window. A creature with a lions body, plus an eagles head and wings swooped down from above and caught her.
    "Griffin." Alex said, reaching in between his waistband and pulling out a very advanced looking mini-crossbow. He shot an arrow at the griffin flying away. The arrow hit the griffin in the side and the griffin went spiraling toward the ground. Alex got on his radio.
    "Target plummeting towards the ground on griffin. Let myths remain myths." He said. He flipped a switch on his headset and jumped out the window.
    "Daedalus wings." Alex said calmly. Two wings sprout from a thin metallic looking undershirt. He flew down into an alley where 6 of his squad members dragged the body of the griffin to destroy it. They were pouring gasoline on it.
    "Poor thing." Alex said, striking a match. He lit all of the matches and tossed them onto the griffin. The flames licked up the body of the griffin. Alex's eyes shot open. It was all a dream. The best dream ever. He glanced at his clock. 11:47 PM. In thirteen minutes, he would be 17. Alex is a demigod. He is a son of the god of war, Ares. Alex walked to his mirror. His eyes looked over his reflection. His black shoulder length hair slightly messed up. On his seventeenth birthday is when he is given a chance to join the Sons Of Ares. He has been training for this since he was 14. He has lived in the Demigod Training Academy since he was 8. Every demigod joins a group that was created by the first demigods of their god parent. Each group has a purpose, and Alex was glad that he would join the Sons Of Ares. They were a kind of hitman. They were paid to kill demigods that broke the rules. They had to hunt and kill them at any cost, while keeping their existence, along with the existence of any magical creature a secret. As a result of being a son of Ares, Alex is easily angered, and has incredible strength. He loves violence, and likes the sight of blood once in a while. He went to his dresser and mirror and got dressed for the day. He sat on his bed after getting dressed and waited until midnight. When midnight arrived, there was a knock on Alex's door. Alex opened the door.
    "Not a second late." Alex said. A guy with brown, short hair nodded.
    "Of course." The guy said. "I'm Mark. Are you ready for your qualifying course?" He finished. Alex nodded.
    "I've been ready for 3 years, now." Alex said. Mark nodded.
    "Okay, Alex." Mark said. Mark motioned for Alex to follow him and walked down the hallway. They walked through the halls of the academy in silence. After 15 minutes of walking through the academy, they stopped in front of the gym, which was used for clan qualifying courses. Mark pulled out a key and opened the door. There were crates full of the high tech equipment of the Sons Of Ares.
    "Walk down the line of crates and take one of each piece of equipment." Mark told Alex. Alex looked around. All of the high rank members of the Sons Of Ares were here. He went down the lines of crates and grabbed an assortment of weird gadgets and weapons. He walked back to Mark, who instructed him on how to put on and use all of the equipment properly. Another guy went up to Mark.
    "Are you ready, Alex Sands?" He asked. Alex nodded.
    "Yes, sir." He said. The guy nodded. Alex was still running through the instructions on how to use his equipment in his head when they started the test.
    "Release the lions!" The man said, retreating to his colleagues.
    "Lions?" Alex said as a gate opened, 2 lions coming in. They caught sight of Alex and began to run to him. Alex, panicking, took out a knife and twisted the handle, making the red lights on the side glow. He threw the knife at the lion, hoping to stab it. He missed by an inch and the knife exploded when it passed the lion. Alex took out a sword and ran to the lions.He took out a small crossbow less advanced than that of his dream. He guessed he exaggerated a bit. Pulling the trigger, Alex shot an arrow into the chest of a lion, killing it instantly. He cheered and pulled the trigger again, the weapon aimed at the second lion this time. The crossbow made a quick hissing sound.
    "You gotta be kidding me. One arrow?" He said, now searching for another good weapon to use against the lion. It approached him slow and with caution, seeing what happened to the last lion. Alex swung his sword at the lion, keeping it at bay. The lion jumped forward and scratched the sword out of Alex's hand, advancing on him slowly. It leaped forward again, tackling him to the floor. Alex got scared and pushed against the lion, pushing it off of him. As the lion slid across the floor, Alex retrieved his sword. The lion ran back to Alex and Alex thrust the sword through the lions throat, blood dripping down. He dropped his sword as Mark approached him.
    "You truly are a son of Ares. Welcome, brother." Mark said. Alex nodded.