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.

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1. Prologue

I grinned slightly, stumbling forward, toward the dragon. Yeah. Probably not the best idea. But hey, I was in a daze, and who wouldn't be after they'd just been shot in the shoulder and the calf. To be perfectly honest, I didn't even know why I was here. As if half-bloods would help me. Put me out of my misery, sure, but anything else? Nope.

You may be wondering how I got here. It's a long story. Seriously. It's a very, long, story.

 

But I'll cut it short, just for you.

 

 

So it all started this morning. This was one of those normal days, in my own... flock-pride, I suppose you humans would call it. Anyway. We were all just chillin' never having really wanted to hunt demigods. Too much celestial bronze. Waaaay to much. I didn't enjoy exploding into dust. It wasn't fun. Remind me to tell them that.

And then some other random monsters come along. They say Hi. So we said Hi back. The problem was, they said Hi with arrows, and swords, and a whole range of sharp pointy things. As you can imagine, NOT fun. Not fun whatsoever. It was painful. My brothers, sisters and family dropped like griffins from the sky, which makes sense, since they are. I myself got hit twice. You could say its harder to walk. Either way, I managed to drag my sorry feathers away from that place, flying when I could, making my way here.

I don't know why I thought Half-bloods would help me. I suppose I was kinda desperate. But either way. Here I am.

 

The dragon spat fire in my face, as I collapsed before it, looking up at the tree. I felt so weak, so tired. I reached behind my back with my left hand, covering my fingers in my own blood, which was pouring out of my shoulder. With a shaking arm, I wrote four letters on my right arm.

H E L P

Then, I blacked out.

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