Magnus was running down the streets of Boston. He could've sworn he saw a giant a black dog with bright white eyes. Not a wolf. Not a normal dog. No, a spirit shaped like an animal. A giant black dog.

He hit an alleyway when the dog phased through the wall. BY ODIN'S ONLY GOOD EYE. "Please don't kill me!" He screamed. Then a teenage girl with rusty red hair with strawberry blonde hair streaks jumped down.

"SALT HEEL!" She snapped and Magnus looked like he had shit his pants. To his surprise the giant spirit spokey dog sat. "Sorry darlin'. She got off her leash." She said. But Magnus wasn't calming down.

"Uh fuck no. That's a demon dog. It tried to kill me!" He cried. The girl looked confused. "Wait what do you see?" She asked gently. Magnus huffed. "A black spirit dog with bright white eyes." He snapped.

"Are..are you dead?" The girl said. Magnus rolled his eyes but nodded. "I'm a dead, Norse demi-god why?" He asked annoyed.

"Because only dead people see Salt in her true form when we're not in the other realm." She said. Magnus' eyes went wide. "Wait..wait..wait what's your name?" He whispered.