06; bullets and arrows

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tw // mild gore and violence

Light brunette, stress filled forehead, chapped lips, pale skin, smile wrinkles along her eyes.

That would be Nora Prince. Nathan's mother.

The last memory of her, anyways, at least until she got violently killed.

Nathan can still remember that night, that night where everything changed. Changed forever.

- three months earlier -

Nathan yawned, hoisting his bag higher on his shoulder. He wasn't sure what day it was exactly; every day he skipped school just melded together.

Noah, his three year older step-brother who'd made it a point to hate him the minute they'd met, was still at school.

Nathan didn't mind. He despised the curly brunette, and every second spent away from him was nothing short of a blessing.

He turned the last corner, walking up to his two-story home situated at the end of a cul de sac.

The pale boy scowled at the sun shining through his neighbour's roof navel. Just another reminder of his newest stepfather waiting at home.

Richard Lernson wasn't too bad; he was just too happy.

Nathan was glad, almost, that he was adopted into the Prince family. First, he was sure he wouldn't be such a prick if he was directly descended from his mom.

Second? That Noah wasn't his biological brother.

Nathan opened the door quietly, setting his backpack by the island and grabbing a pear immediately. Trying to shake the thoughts of his family out of his mind, he beelined to the living room.

There was a figure laying on the coach; Nathan couldn't see their face, so he assumed it was his stepfather.

They sat in silence for a while, just the way Nathan liked it. Soon enough, however, his curiosity got the better of him.

Fatally.

"Not going to ask me how my school was?" Nathan asked dryly, "I'm glad that we're past that stage, Rick."

The figure stood up, and Nathan choked on his pear in fear and shock.

It... the hunk of meat had two red, bloodshot eyes that screamed darkness.

It's body looked like sandpaper, and the... the thing had one horn atop it.

"It was a wonderful day," The thing grinned, broken teeth coming into fear.

Nathan screamed unnecessarily high, backing away with his eyes wide.

He grabbed at anything that came into his reach, but this wasn't his rapist of a step-father.

No, this was completely different.

His mom ran down the stairs, "Nathan, sweetheart? What's wrong? Are you okay?"

Her concurrent questions were cut off by a louder scream as she set her tired eyes on the thing.

"GO!" Nathan screamed, "GET OUT!"

His mother paid no heed, "No... this wasn't supposed to happen... they're early..."

"WHAT'RE YOU DOING?" Nathan screamed, frozen as he watched his mother, his only source of comfort, walk towards to the monster.

"I'm so sorry, baby." Nora looked at her son with remorse, regret, and heartbreak in her eyes, "I'm doing this for you. They need a sacrifice."

"NO-" Nathan sprinted fast, faster then an arrow from a bow, fingers outstretched.

But death is quicker; a bullet from a gun.

The thing raised it's fist, holding a dagger, and drove it through Nora's heart.

It promptly disappeared, and Nathan tripped on his feet, landing in his mother's arms.

"I, I love you." Were his mother's last words, before she left Nathan.

The door opened at that exact point, and Noah walked in, his face twisted into a half-snarl.

Like he knew what'd happened already.

"Get out of my house."

- olympus -

The gods could barely tear their eyes away from the scene that dissolved.

"That.. that settles it, I suppose," Zeus breathed out, "Athena, contact Hades quickly. I'm sure Artemis wants to talk to him."

Ares banged his hand on the table, "We have to do something! We can't let them step over us like this!"

"Trust me," Artemis's eyes were unflinching as the rest of the gods stared at her in mild fear, "I'll take care of them. Apollo; to me."

Her twin brother didn't miss the venom in her voice, tripping over his feet to get to her.

"Don't worry," Artemis laughed bitterly, "The problem'll be gone in an hour, at most."

"What are we supposed to do with him now?"

TESSA SPEAKS!

yo yo my bro's. how was it?

and yes. i'm still a virgin. i'm just curious.

love you!

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