Kidnapped by a Greek God

Chapter 13: Into the Doorway

After James walks away from me I turn and walk the other way closing my door on the way out. There's no destination in my mind, but I wind up right in front of the door that Ana and I came across that one day. The golden patterns seem to call to me more today, I can almost swear that they were pulsing, as if to say try me again. The thrum that was there the other day is still here, even louder than that day. My hand wraps around the doorknob twisting it expecting to stay in place. It starts to twist with my movements, I hesitantly open the door fully. For the most part the room it uncovered is vacated other than an out of this world seeming mirror, the thrum I hear seems to be coming from the mirror itself and not the room like I had presumed at first. 

I make sure to close the door behind me as soft as possible, moving the end of my dress at the same time. I stalk my way towards the mirror, it was centered in the middle of the room. As I reach it I reach out at hand waving, there's no reflection and at a second glance the face of the mirror was a shimmery silver fluid. The fluid seems to be alive and moving, as if water itself, I take another step toward the mirror reaching my hand out again, only this time I go to touch the fluid. As if sensing my hand reaching towards it, it reaches out a tendril of silvery fluid. I pull back quickly before it can touch me, I look around to see if there was anything I could throw in or at it, to see what happens, cursing myself for not putting my hair up before anything, I reach out another hand, this time without pulling back.

The tendril feels warm and watery to the touch as it coats my fingers working it's way up my arm as if pulling me into it. That's when I realize it is actually pulling me in, my heart rate picks up as I inch more and more towards the face of the mirror, I squeeze my eyes shut as my chest becomes flush with the mirror. More tendrils snake out to different parts of my body and my mind can't help but to go back to what James said before he kissed me. It's over as quick as it started and I am hesitant to open my eyes, I don't feel dead, or hurt or anything, I feel wind whipping my hair at my face. Wind  my eyes open and then widen as I look at my surroundings in front of me twenty or so feet away is a cliff's edge and in the distance I can hear waves hitting the bottom of the cliff. I turn around and see that the mirror is behind me and behind it is a forest outline. 

I decide to make my way to the cliff's edge, as I reach the edge I see the sun setting, it's beautiful with a mix of golds, yellows, pinks, and reds, I take in a breath of salty air and sit on the edge of the cliff feet dangling hundreds of feet in the air, dark phthalo blue waves crash below me as I watch the setting sun, back in the underworld I had just woke up, here the sun setting made me question how just out of tune Ana and I were to normalcy, but in the underworld at least I get to learn some truth about my life, and me. I think back to my first day in the underworld and how I was talking to Karene, she had given me a look that said there's more here that's worth learning. I suspect I have to learn it myself, the underworld is full of secrets, and it seems as if they're calling out for me to find them. 

I slip out of the room and close the door behind me, making sure I am still the only person in the hallway I amble down the same way I came, but as I am coming up on the door to James's study something in the back of my mind tells me to look in his study. I lightly tap on his door and when there's no response I open the door letting his scent fill my nostrils, my heart starts to beat faster, as if I'm about to steal something. I close the door behind me and decide where to start first, beside the fireplace sits a file cabinet just out of view from the doorway and instantly get curious, why would the king of the underworld need to file paperwork for? I think while making my way towards it, stopping right in front of it I go to grab one of the handles and swing the top drawer open. The drawer contains file after file all with the same two names on top of each of them, Sisyphus  and Emaline my hand shoots out to one of the files with my name on it and open it. The contents of the file are of when I was a baby, they kind of remind me of a doctor's notes. 

The infant Goddess seems to be taking a while to adjust to the medications controlling her dark side, everyday there is more pushback than success in getting her ready for the Mortal world, I fear the dark side will always find it's way back to the surface, for now I'll up the dosage and see again next week. 

The infant Goddess seems more keen to finding trouble, maybe trouble finds her, she is chaos in a tiny body, I fear she may never become ready, there will be more procedures done to see if she holds any special abilities, to see just how well she can pass for a mortal when the time comes. We don't have much time now, I fear it won't be too long until Sisyphus finds her and takes her for himself. 

My heartbeat starts to hasten as I realize that the infant Goddess they're talking about is me...