Demigods of Legend: Quarter-Blood Chronicles
The Neric household was quiet. Too quiet. Jericho was in his workshop working to keep his old weapons looking new. Everyone else was scattered about doing their thing. It was still early in thedsay only eight thirty or so, and saturday. Then trouble came knocking. Jericho headed upstairs to the main room and found two boys on his stoop. Lucas Riecher, a quite skilled hunter and son of one of his good friends Orion, and Collin Jacker, a more reserved boy who was the son of Jericho's closest friends Seph and Kathrin.
"Isn't it a little early to be visiting?" He asked remembering how when he was their age ten or eleven was too early to even wake up.
"Nah. Not when there's work to be done." Lucas said nodding to his shotgun which was secured to his backpack.
"KIDS! You're being called to the Oracle!" Jericho shouted.
Melody who has been fast asleep instantly jumped at the sound which sent her sun/hellhound, Falix, sprinting out of the room. She ran to her closet pulling clothes out, deciding against them and throwing them aside before picking the right outfit for a quest. She threw off her purple pajamas and got dressed in her favorite dark blue tank and a gray skirt with leggings. She also grabbed her backpack and her scythe which was alternately a flashlight. She bolted downstairs and arrived at the door all too excited.
"The oracle! We're finally getting a quest!?" She shouted excitedly bouncing on her toes.
"No clue Chiron just called this morning saying he needed us four." Lucas replied.