Kane Chronicles/Heroes of Olympus Fanfiction by Me (Chapter 1)

Chapter 1

It was a perfectly ordinary morning at Brooklyn House until a bloody winged horse and stupid goat boy crashed into my bedroom window. 

I was in my room, relaxing on my bed. I scooped some scrambled eggs into my mouth and stared intently at Carter’s “private” e-mail on my laptop screen. (If Carter asks: You didn’t hear that. Get that into your head. As far as he is concerned, I am not a talented computer genius hacker person.) All of a sudden, I heard a loud thunk come from the window.

Cautiously, I tip-toed toward the window and opened the curtain with a slight—okay, sizable—flourish. The face of a black winged horse smashed into my window. It continuously flapped its wings up and down, trying to stay in flight. On its back was a boy, maybe about seventeen years old. He had curly brown hair and a startled look on his face. 

I blinked. A flying horse? I thought. I must be hallucinating!

I blinked again. Yep, it was still there. 

“A little help here?” the boy said. “We’re kinda stuck!”

Still dumbfounded, I opened the window. The pegasus—that’s what they’re called, right?—zoomed into my room at what seemed to be the speed of light. 

“Thanks,” the boy said.

I took one look at him and nearly passed out. His legs were covered in thick brown fur, and he had hooves for feet.

“No problem,” I managed. Instead of coming out as a casual comment, it came out in a little high-pitched squeak. “Who are you exactly?” I demanded. Good, I thought. I’m back to my usual demanding self.

“Well, I’m Grover,” the boy said, “and this is Blackjack.” He pointed to the horse.

“Grover… Like that blue chap from Sesame Street?”

“Uh…”

“Oh, never mind. I’m Sadie. Now, what are you doing in my house?”

“Umm…er…” He tugged at the ends of his orange shirt. “It’s kind of hard to explain.”

I let out an irritated sigh. “Well, in that case, come on in. I’ll find Carter. That’s my obnoxious brother, by the way. In the meanwhile, would you mind putting some pants on?”