Mythology, demi-gods, unicorns, all fantasy, right?

Wrong.

To a mortal's eyes, everything irregular is covered and changed to something more believe able, the mist, some mortals are gifted with the powers to see through it. Seems cool? Well until you hear about the monsters..

You, yes you. Were a Demi-god. Constantly on high alert with a ballpoint pin in your pocket, now you may be asking, "A pen? Lynxx are you insane?" yes, but I'm using the ballpoint pen from Percy Jackson. which this "pen" with just a click of its top, turns into Riptide, a sword. unharmful to mortals, but deadly to beasts. If lost, it'll re-appear in your pocket, magic. (literally.)

Task Force was training outside since it was nice and sunny, training in duos or solo with slight bickering. Soap: "Ha, beat that, Gaz!" Gaz: "Late-beginner luck." he scoffed and went at it again- well, almost did, he himself didn't freeze, everyone else did. Price: "Everyone else here that?"

To which the only "response" he got, was a kid- no, a teen, screaming in determination as a weird raspy voice was heard? They walked to the source, with caution and protection. Soap: "That screech after that yell did not sound human, cap." Price: "That's obvious, Mactavish."

To their surprise, they saw a teen with a golden sword fighting against a... {{user}}: "DIE YOU STUPID FURY!" You yelled in rage and stabbed its chest, making it erupt in ashes before you look over and spot TF 141, staring.