As soon as Connor got dropped into his pit, we were all to find our "partners" and stand by their coffins. Clearly, I chose Cam, so then I was dropped into a mystical forest. The trees were outrageously tall, and there was a creepy fog hovering low on the ground. There was some kind of... weird smell-it was all too familiar, but I couldn't put my finger on it.
"Hello? Hellooooooo? Cam? It's me, Ben!"
*sigh* Where is Cam? I looked around, anxious. What does Amàya have in store for me? I heard hooves in the distance. I jerked my head toward the sound. A satyr emerged from the woods. I yelped. A satyr is a half man half goat, and they're full of mischief. They carry bedazzled bows and arrows, because they love bling, but they are awfully painful when you get hit by one. I should know-Cam, Andie, Noel, Drew, Jacob, and I went on a mission in southeast Asia and got ambushed by them while Bryn, Ember, Connor, and Sam were in Cuba. Anyway, I looked the satyr straight in the eye, and commanded,
"What do you want?!"
I tried to use a deep voice in attempt to scare the satyr away, but it came out as a squeaky Elvis impression. I was so disappointed in myself. I really need to work on that. The satyr snorted at my brave voice attempt.
"I waaaaaaaaant to destroy you."
I wrinkled my nose. I always forget that satyrs have a bit of goat vocal cords in them, so they over-pronounce their "a's".
"Yeah well duh. Where's Cam?!" I asked, advancing on him with my enchanted ax. Hey. They have enchanted forests, I have enchanted axes. This is how life works.
The satyr cackled. He stamped his hooves in a strange rhythm, and 14 more satyrs appeared.
"Are you SERIOUS?!" I yelled.
The satyrs formed a circle around me. Focus, Ben. I hadn't gone to a year and 1/2 of ninja training with Cam for nothing. I looked up with anger in my eyes. I attacked the first satyr with a roundhouse kick, then knocked him out with my poisonous blow-dart. I flipped into the air and knocked out 4 more.
"Anyone else wanna go?!"
"Try meeeeeeeeeeh!"
I blow-darted one in the thigh, then hit one on the head with the end of my ax. I turned into a Komodo Dragon and bit 3 more, causing them to be paralyzed. I swung my tail at another 2, and they slammed into the ground with broken limbs. I turned back into a human and threw my ax down. I flipped my golden locks into another satyr's face, giving him a broken nose, and kicked him in the back legs. I axed another satyr, and then turned to the last one. I continuously punched him in the abdomen, but I couldn't break him. Man, I wish I had abs like that! I could totally impress Cam. Finally, I gave up punching, and right as I was about to kick him, he flipped me on my back. I gasped for air. I looked up frantically. He towered above me.
"I aaaaaaam the saaaaaaaatyr king. You will pehhhhhhhhrish and I will maaaaaaaaarry Caaaaaaaaamryyyyyyyyyn!"
I glared up at him, and then I flipped upward and kicked him in the nose. I hit him with my ax and then he slumped to the ground.
I saw a shadow emerge from the forest. I armed myself.
"Stand back!"
"BEN!!!"
I softened and dropped my weapons. I ran toward Cam and embraced her tightly. I happily looked down at her, and she gazed up adoringly. She kissed me on the cheek, thanking me over and over. We got on the elevator outta here, and I handed her her mission bag as she told me what happened before we got to her. She skipped off to change and I met Connor and Ember in the lounge, filling them in on what happened, and they did the same. Cam walked out in a silver and lavender bodice, and black leggings. She had black and silver boots, and her hair was done up in a messy bun. Cam looks so perfect. She came and sat down by me, and we talked with Ember and Connor. I wrapped my arm around her shoulders and pulled her close to me. She leaned on me, and I sighed. This is amazing. Now. Who's next to come up?
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Chemistry
Nouvelles10 international teenagers with mutant DNA, living in one house, and working for the FBI. What could go wrong? This story was written when I was 13 in response to a creative writing period in English. I will be leaving most aspects untouched to allo...