Charmspeak

The dog from hell wasn't half bad, but when I moved it did growl at me. I managed to get to my dresser where I stashed away an old antique of a dagger, my dad had discovered back when he was all about antiques. I had only used it twice, and the thing about it was that it was practically useless.

The blade was dull and hardly cut anything. But considering I held it, the dog never growled again. After I placed down the dagger to take a shower, the mutt decided to ditch the dagger in my front lawn. It was funny at first but after it started gazing at me with those hungery eyes, it began being annoying.

Once I got outside and dug it back up, the mutt from hell attacked me. This time, my body reflexes just activated I instantly sliced the dogs head off. In a daze, I looked upon the mult of the dogs dead body as it dissolved.

"No!" I murmured. "No.No.No. What have I done! I've killed this poor defenseless dog!"

"Finally!" A girl's voice called. Standing before me was the same girl from my dream. She had cloppy brown hair and blue eyes. Blue eyes? Didn't she have kalideoscope eyes? I wondered.

"Why would you say that?!" I asked confused. "I just killed a dog!"

"No, you didn't exactly." She spike condecendently. "You killed a hellhound. They are monsters. No worries it'll reform later. Probably around here. I've been stationed here for months waiting when you'd attract something. Sheesh, you're lucky. I attract everything. Monsters, humans, even the supernatural at times." She smiled.

"What are you talking about?! I just killed a dog and you're spouting on about how you're desired!" I screamed. "I killed a living thing! There is no way I could live with that!"

"You'll manage." She murmured. "Besides, would you feel better if it attacked you first? Would you feel better if it had surrounded you with a pack? These things are weird, but you're going to have to trust me and come with me."

"Who are you?!" I asked as I wiped the tears out of my eyes.

"Piper McLean. I'm a daughter of Aphrodite. Now, let's go, we have to make it back to camp." She assurted as she pulled out a whistle and blow on it. In a matter of seconds, a bright white pegasus flew down from the sky. Amazed I stared at it and then her back and forth.

"Please tell me I'm dreaming." I muttered.

"Bare with me, it'll get worse as we go on. But this is a start. I'd like you to meet my good friend, Aneseus." Piper smiled. It was a bright smile a warm and inviting smile. The kind an old sister would give her younger brother.

"I'm sorry, what's your name." She asked.

"Dylan Mitchells." I gazed at the winged-horse tempted to see how the thing could fly.

"Well, Dylan can we go now?" Piper asked. Grabbing her hand, I took a seat on the pegasus as we lifted from the land and into the early morning sky. I never knew what it was like to ride a horse or be in the sky, but now I learned that these two things are gifts of nature.

Notes

NOTES.

Dylan, meets Piper, what will happen now?