TW: May be some blood and gore, and not the most but some appropriate language
One day your in your bed dreaming about how your life could be normal. Then you wake up and face life. But I wasn't in my bed. I was in a stream of water, gushing down, it would've been a beautiful sight, expect.. I wasn't in my bed, like I was meant too be.
I wonder how I could've gone from my bed to a bed of water, (not a water bed). Life is hard as it is, I'm already struggling with money. Now I have now idea where I am. There's a war, and I'm not even there to protect my mother, everyone's going against the Gods, (which I mean they do play favourites, the only god that doesn't is probably Nemesis), but why? Honestly why? Just life it could be SO much easier, if we didn't! Sure they can be jerks, but they're your parent/s! (Which some people don't like their parents, and I get that.)
'HA! You look disgusting!' Somebody shouts from behind me, I jolt, holding up my hands, ready to fight. 'OH MY GODS I'M SO SCARED!' He says, I roll my eyes. 'Oh I'm sorry. Did I miss the introduction? Anyways I'm Angelino, son of Hades.' He says, I honestly don't care. 'Okay. I don't care offense.' I blow the damp hair out of my face. 'Sooo- Who are you?' He asks. 'I'm Dahlia, daughter of Hecate.' I reply. 'Okay. Sooooooo-' 'How long have you been here?' I ask. 'My dad sent me here, to protect me from the war, your mum probably did the same.' He replies, I've never even met my mother, does she like me? 'k.' I reply, I don't have the best people skills. 'Wanna put down your hands?' He asks, 'nope.' I reply. 'K.' He replies, his obviously uncomfortable. 'You okay?' He asks me, I must've been shaking, 'mhm.' I reply, I do not want to associate with anyone, not now anyways. 'Is there a way out of here?' I ask. 'I've only been in here for a few hours.' -Huffs- Great. I thought. I got good grades in school, and I can't even think straight at the moment! I no daughter of Athena I normally only got like B's, but that was kinda a good- right? 'Earth to- I forgot your name.' Angelino says, waving his hand in front of my face. What a dick. I roll my eyes, 'It's- I'm not going to tell you.' I reply. 'Annoying.' He says, 'dick.' I reply. 'Mhm- I do have one.' He replies, I don't even care. 'Yeah.? And..? Does it look like I care? Also maybe you can go as one another for Halloween.' He rolls his eyes, he still has his hand in my face, this time it's on mouth. Hmm- Do I lick it or what? I lick it, then twist his arm back, and use my magic to keep him like that. 'Ouch!' He squeals. I stop after about 3 minutes, it's probably just dislocated. 'That hurt!' His rubbing his upper arm. 'Don't touch me. And I won't hurt you.' I reply, drying my hair. 'Don't speak and I won't.' He replies. 'Mhm.' is all I say. 'Your very arrogant.' 'Your very deranged.' 'What's that?' I hit my face, with my palm. 'Did you ever go to school?' I ask him, ACTUALLY WONDERING IF HE HAS. 'I'm 24, so yes. But I was homeschooled.' 'Explains A LOT.' I reply, stopping him from moving, 'Ugh! I forgot you were daughter of Hecate! Let me move!!' He whines, 'shhh!' Somethings moving I can feel it, somebody's here. I'm just off the ground, there's on more sound. Angelino looks scared, and if it wasn't our lives on the lines I'd laugh my head off. I could just make out the shape.. it was a... Chimera.. I don't know how it escaped Tartarus, but it clearly did, in Greek mythology, a fire-breathing female monster resembling a lion in the forepart, a goat in the middle, and a dragon behind. She devastated Caria and Lycia until she was slain by Bellerophon. It was here in front of me.. it does need a breath mint.. Angelino lets out a screech, as it jabs its claws into his shoulder blade, the sight is bad enough, for me to vomit, but I can't. I push IT back, with magic, and it screech's in pain, the sound is like- think about when the microphone makes that annoying noise times 10,000x, that's how bad it is.
It just ran off, leaving us here. Weird. I'm not help HIM up. No way. Not even with my powers. 'Little bit of help?' He asks, I shake my head no. 'Taking you didn't have much friends.' he says trying to clean the cut. I roll my eyes, put my hands up, and think about if I should heal it or let him bleed out- I'll help him. 'Thanks.?' He ASKS. 'Not welcome.' I reply moving away. 'Annoying.' 'Jerk.' I reply, there's no need to tell me what I already know. Yes. I know I can be annoying. On purpose. 'Call me what you want. It won't hurt.' 'Shall we add another cut, or dislocate your other shoulder?' I ask, walking ahead, far right, I see light.
-2 hours later-
His been just talking, and talking, and talking. It's actually makes it a bit more comfortable, I'm used to people talking all the time, so it's like home. Tears are forming in my eyes, I'm not letting them spill, and take over. Hello child. 'What do you want mother?' I give you a choice, 'what is it mother?' You can join the Gods or join the Greeks. Whatever you do it completely up to you. 'Where are you going?' No reply. Great. 'You okay?' He asks, trying to touch me. 'Do. Not. Touch. Me. Understood?' I say, 'mhm.' He replies. 'I will kill you. Not joking.' I say, walking faster. 'Okay one: K. I don't care. And two: your walking to fast!' He says, I push him back, not making any contact. 'Annoying.' 'Jerk.' 'Idiot.' 'Dick.' 'infuriating.' 'Be careful with the word play.' He rolled his eyes at that, and then shadow traveled. The black air, was cold, freezing even.
'Look I don't know about you, but my powers make me sleepy, I need to sleep.' he says, stopping, and grabbing my wrist. 'Rule one: Never touch me. how many times do I have to tell you?! Rule two: Never tell me what to do. And you don't HAVE to stay with me, I'm sure you and defend on your own.' I reply, putting up my fingers as I go through with each number. 'Mhm- Maybe I'm protecting you.' He says, as if he were stating the obvious. 'Listen here. I do not need protection.' I pushed him against a tree, and help him there, inches away from each. He gulps. I stare at him, dead set in the eye. 'O-Okay.' He replies. I let go. he falls to the floor, gasping for air. 'Maybe- Maybe just maybe you should've been daughter of Ares.' He says, still gasping for air, I look at him. 'Okay sorry-' He says, finally getting up. 'Anyways I'm still VERY tired, so where can we sleep?' He asks. 'You've been here longer dickhead.' 'Careful with the wordplay, sweetie.' 'Wanna go see your dad, and live there for good? Or stay up here on earth?' He gulps yet again. 'You take first watch?' He asks, 'sure.' I reply.
-3 hours later-
It's now my turn to sleep, and I'm not bothered to move, he has my head in his lap, I have no idea why we started talking an hour ago, and then it just happened? I don't know his still infuriating. 'Night.' Was all I could say before sleeps slowly pulls me in. 'Night.' He replies. Then sleep pulls me in, in a deep sleep, all I can see is darkness.
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Lost in mind
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Lost In Mind
Mystery / ThrillerDahlia is a 23 year old, living in Greece, daughter of Hecate, and gets sucked into the wild. One day your in your bed dreaming about how your life could be normal. Then you wake up and face life. But I wasn't in my bed. I was in a stream of water...