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Dylan

Dylan frowned. "What, is this dog fed steroids? They don't come this big." He turned around, and standing right behind Rose was a massive dog, obviously owner of the giant paw print. It was snarling, and bubbly foamy liquid was oozing out of his rotten gums that reaked of disease. His teeth were razor sharp, and despite him probably being a stray, were bright white, as if they were regularly cleaned.

Dylan pulled out his golden sword and tried to look scary with it. "S-stay back!" His arm was shaking, and his supposively angry snarl at the dog was weak.

Oh god. I'm dead.

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Rose

"Dylan," Rose whispered, eyes darting back and fourth between her friend and the great dog, "I'm taking a wild guess here and saying he probably doesn't understand English." The dog snarled sharply, as if saying, "Shut it!" as it lowered its head. It looked ready to pounce on them at any minute. "Try scaring it off," she suggested softly, eyes now fixed on the dog.

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Dylan

Dylan backed up slowly and whispered in Rose's ear, "I suggest we run. Fast. You go first, I'll hold it off with... this." He point's his Imperial Gold sword at the giant dog's muzzle, yelling YAHH!!, and the golden glow radiating off the sword seemed to freak the dog out. It looked at it uncertainly before growling threateningly and baring it's teeth.

Amaryllis

"Lady Artemis, I suggest we keep moving. The summer solstice is in a mere 2 weeks' time." Amaryllis was kneeling in the dirt, drawing out a map made of constellations. "If we follow this one," she points to a certain constellation with a stick, "we should be there in time." Artemis nodded. "Okay. I'll send some wolves to scout." Artemis snaps something at the wolves in a foreign tongue and watched the white wolves of Artemis scamper on ahead.

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Rose

Rose hesitated. She wouldn't just leave Dylan here to fend for himself. Instead, she scanned the ground for something she could use as a weapon. Coming up empty, she panicked slightly, until she spotted a thick-looking branch on a tree a few feet away. It was low enough that she had no trouble reaching it, but it was a bit of a struggle to break it off. But she managed to do so and ran behind the dog to fend it off from behind.

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Dylan

Dylan hesitated. What if Rose gets hurt because of me? But Dylan didn't have time to debate over wheither or not to let Rose fight with a stick. The giant monster lunged, its teeth snapping straight for Dylan's throat. Suddenly, everything slowed down. The dog, which had been moving at lightning speed seconds before, now was clearly moving slower. His arm jerked forward naturally, shielding himself with his sword, and slicing into the dark creature's next with a Sizzle. Sand poured out of it's neck. Wait... SAND? Thoroughly confused, Dylan watched it steady itself with a few gasping breaths; and this time, it lunged for Rose. "No!"

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Rose

Caught off guard, Rose fell to the ground with the creature's snarling muzzle inches from her face. She hefted her makeshift club and whacked it against the creature's leg. Which, other than making its eyes blaze red with fury, did nothing. It snapped at her throat and she shoved the thick club into its mouth and kicked it in the belly. A sharp yelp followed that and she tried to scramble out from under it.

Once the creature realized what she was doing, it growled and spat out the stick, now reduced to nothing but slobbery splinters. "Dylan!" she yelled, raising her arm to cover her face as the creature lunged for her neck. A blazing pain flared in her arm but she didn't cry out. Instead she punched the dog's muzzle, trying to release its hold on her arm. She didn't quite feel the pain, however. She was more focused and angry than scared now, and adrenaline was making her head clear to think.

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Dylan

For a horrifying moment Dylan stood there, frozen in time. He watched, mortified, as the dog slashed Rose's left arm. Seconds later, as the dog regained it's balance after Rose through a hard right hook at it's jaw, Dylan felt a new feeling rush through him. He was angry. He had never been this angry. And with a battle cry and fire in his eyes, he ran forward and stabbed the sword straight through the dog, dragging it all the way through it's tailbone before it exploded into dust all over him.

All Dylan could think of before he passed out was how gross it is to have monster dust all over his face.

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Rose

"Dylan!" Rose shouted again, this time out of alarm, as he'd just dropped like a rock to the ground. She scrambled to her feet, ignoring her throbbing arm, and crouched next to him. She put a hand against his chest to see if his heart was beating, and exhaled in relief when she felt its steady beat. "Dylan," she murmured, shaking him gently, and repeating his name when he didn't respond.

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Dylan

Dylan tried to scream, but that doesn't work out underwater.

Yes, underwater.

He was utterly confused. Where am I? How'd I get here? Where is Rose? Those questions were swimming around in his head, the same as he was swimming in circles trying to escape a watery death.

He needed oxygen, pronto. But his arms refused to move, and he watched in anguish as his golden sword shimmered, before floating down until it was just a golden speck.

A woman faintly chuckled behind him, and Dylan turned to see a fair-skinned lady with billowing black hair and blue eyes.

Water Nymph?

The woman nodded at Dylan. "You can breathe underwater." As she spoke, iridescent bubbles floated out of her mouth, making her voice all gargled and exaggerated. But even so, her voice was beautiful, like silk.

Dylan, wearly held his breath for seconds longer, but just before his lungs imploded, he took a deep breath, and saw.. that he could breathe. "How is this possible?" Dylan was surprised by his own voice; it sounded nothing like it did on land.

The lady shook her head, and refused to reply. "There are dark forces at play. We only have a short amount of time before you regain consciousness in the mortal world, so listen to me." She paused, before continuing. "You must make your way east, to New York."

"New York? Like, the city?"

"Not exactly. You will find that your friend Rose will know the way."

Dylan was utterly confused. "But Rose doesn't even know where we're going."

"Just keep traveling east, until you find the place. It won't be easy, but you can do it, young half-blood. There you will find answers no one but yourself can answer." The Nymph swam forward gracefully before planting a gentle kiss on Dylan's forehead.

Dylan pulled away. "Wait, what? Half-what? And how could I answer something when I don't even understand what's going on?!" His bubbles that floated out of his mouth were quick and jagged, not like the silk lady's smooth velvet voice.

"I have to go. Remember, Dylan; I am always here. I just need to be summoned."

And with that, Dylan returned to the real world, his head resting in Rose's lap. "I-I'm okay.." he croaked, before dodging behind a tree and retching. "Let's continue on. We have a change of plans." He found that his Imperial Gold sword had resumed its place in his pocket, in its aureus form.

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Rose

"Change of plans?" Rose asked, getting to her feet and trying not to flinch as Dylan made awful retching noises behind a large fir tree. "Dude, you might want to rest a bit. You just turned a horse-sized dog to dust and passed out, in case you forgot." She wasn't used to being the responsible one; Dylan usually occupied that position.

Thunder rolled overhead, and Rose realized for the first time that it was getting dark. But npt because of the sun going down; great black clouds were rolling across the sky overhead. Reaching up to run a hand through her hair, she bit back a yelp of pain, examining her arm. "Uhm, Dylan?" she asked quietly. "You wouldn't by chance have any bandages, would you? The dog... got me kind of, um, good."

Which was, of course, an understatement. Her long-sleeved gray shirt was in tatters around the bite, the edges soaked with blood. Wincing, she pulled back slowly the ruined sleeve to find four gashes, two on the top of her arm, two on the underside. They weren't too deep, but it would need stitches. Which they didn't have. The bleeding had stopped, however, which she took as a good sign.