A Tale of Griffins and Half-Bloods

Being a monster is hard enough. Being a monster who needs demigods to help you is even worse. Being a monster who needs help from demigods against other monsters is living hell.
And you thought being human was hard.


12. Congratulations. That is now your tree. - Alyx

I did what I was told. I showed the bird around. Briefly. I even showed him his tree. He should have been grateful. Shame it wasn't a Friday. Then I could really show him. Either way, I was headed back to the Athena cabin. Dinner would be soon. I'd told Cinder that. He'd just grumbled. Stupid bird. I didn't really know where he was gonna sit. Or what he was gonna eat. Or how he ate. Maybe we should have thought this through a bit more. Now I thought about it, we didn't know anything about griffins. Joy oh joy. Wasn't this going to be fun?


The afternoon passed too fast. All too soon everyone in my cabin was packing up for dinner. Great. Hopefully I wouldn't be picked to mentor the bird. Gods, that would just be embarrassing. Once everyone else had left, I stepped outside. At first, it was good. No giant griffins ready to eat me. Good. I walked quickly out of the semicircle, picking up pace to a jog toward the dining pavilion. Again, so far, so good. I joined my half-brothers and sisters, taking my place. The few minutes after that were filled with a curious buzz.

After a while, everything fell silent and a number of people were pointing to the sky. A snarling roar alerted us to his presence. Cinder swooped in from above, changing literally millimeters before he touched the ground. This got a series of 'ooh's from the assembled. The bird himself had a grin on his face. He, like most of the other campers, now wore his own camp-half-blood T-shirt. Mainly because his old green one- which I had discovered said 'I'm not picky. I eat all twelve types of demigod!" - was covered in blood and had a massive hole in it. It was probably for the best.

Either way, he strode up the middle, and bowed before Mr.D and Chiron. Never before had I actually see someone bow before them. That was odd. Cinder stayed crouched until Chiron waved a hand. "Sit where you like, Cinder. It's not as though you have a cabin to sit with." The griffin nodded his head, standing up and scanning the different tables. After a few seconds of delay, he walked over to Zeus's table. It made sense, and it was empty. I could wee why it appealed to him. Being a creature of the sky, he belonged to Zeus.

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