The god of the underworld, Hades

A/N; For a few chapters of this path I will be rewriting, or maybe even completely changing. So some of it won't make sense.

The man says, a worried look on his face. "Follow me." He stands out of the wheelchair, the bottom half of him is a white horse, while the top half is the chest, arms, and head of a man.

Your eyes widen in shock, and confusion. "Holy mother of..." You take a step back as you try to comprehend everything, "So I wasn't seeing things in second grade, I actually saw a tree person."

"Dryad, not tree person. Now come." The centaur corrects and starts to walks off to what looks like a farm house.

Following him you notice a few odd creatures, the 'dryads' see you and giggle and your astonishment. The dryads have smooth bark like skin, leaves made into dresses, and vines as hair.

Talking to some of the dryads are what the centaur calls 'satyrs', those satyrs have the top half of a boy, and the bottom half of a hairy goat, with horns sticking out of their head, and a pipe on their hips.

Finally you make it to the farm house, and Chiron stops abruptly.

"Chiron as the centaur from greek mythology? But that would make you-"

"Hundreds of years old, yes. I am quite aware." Chiron says, cutting you off.

"This has to be a dream...but it feels so r-" you almost finish you sentance before a satyr interupts you.

"Sir, I have a letter for you." The satyr is out of breath as he hand you a letter.

Opening the letter you begin reader.

Dear Jack Langnan, it hurts us to inform you of the passing of your mother ---

The letter drops from your hands as you read a portion of it. All of a sudden anger fills you, but before you can do anything a guy with black hair, wavy like an ocean, and eyes the color of sea foam runs up to Chiron.

"Oh! Is this a bad time?" The boy asks, seeing the remorse on your face, but being dyslexic he can't read the letter properly.

"Yes, but Percy, may you please take Jack here to the Hades cabin? And if you can calm him down."

The boy, Percy takes you to a cabin, and as if he could read minds he says, "I lost my mom onve as well, but besides all of that pain and anger and waded through it, and found happiness."

You ig ore him and head straight into the cabin, not even bothering to get changed you plop yourself in one of the bed. And soon you were dragged off to the horrid land of sleep.