Featherography

Heyy, Bridget here. You want information about our story well here it is. Well let me introduce myself, my name is Bridget. I am the daughter of Zeus. Yeah a Demi-God. My partner in crime should be my worst enemy but she isn't. Her name is Tina. She is the daughter of Hades. Yes that Hades. Are you still interest? Well you better be because this is where it gets good. We save the world...Your welcome.

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1. Chapter 1

Tina's POV:

How is it that people are so stupid? I don’t even think dad could answer that, and he’s pretty good with people, well, sort of anyway. Thats a story for later. I stroked the horses neck as I admired his large black wings. Yeah thats right. Wings. He was a “pegasus” as Zeus said. Most think the original pegasus was killed, and he was. Zeus got very upset as the horse could take him to places that no other horse could. Ask me why. I don’t know, but somehow I stumbled upon one in an auction. Humans are stupid and cant see the significance in things, so they saw him as a skinny worthless horse. He was going to be sold to a dog food factory, but i noticed him and took him. You might have the question if I’m human. The answer is no, i am not human. All the way. I am half god. Have you read the percy jackson books? Well thats pretty much it, except for the guy who wrote the books is an idiot. Thunder perked up at the sight of people walking up to his stall. “Well isn’t this a beauty” the tall man said reaching into the stall to pet my horse. “I-” thunder lashed out with his teeth and almost bit the man. “He hates people.” i stated flatly. He drew back and frowned. “I’m steve from the sja.” he said as I left the stall with the saddle and bridle in my arms. “So?” i said kicking the tack room door open with him following me. “W-well i was wondering if you would be interested in competing in the olympics with your horse-” he started in a nervous way. “Not interested” I cut him off. He seemed surprised. I turned to him and waited for his response. He had almost no hair, looked like he couldn’t even get on a horse if he tried. “Well you would have 4 years of professional training by our top show jumping trainer. You will get free stay and board at the best stable in Russia.” he bragged. “Why are you even offering me this?” I asked. “Well... you and your horse seem to be very good at what you do. so we would like you to compete in the Olympic Jumping Show for America.” he stated as if it were obvious. I thought about it. I mean its not like I have to ask my mom... she’s dead. I lived alone and I was perfectly fine that way. “Ok sure” I said giving in. This could be fun

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