The Gods Punishment

Chapter 1

"Damn it Hound!" A male voice yelled from down a long hall. Hound held her thick scarf around her neck and face, she looked around the corner of a bunker her dogs Luna and Diana, steel halls with the only light the lights in the ceiling. Guards patrolled the halls heavy guns in their hands, they didn't use them on mischievous kids in the halls, they used them on the monster outside the bunker. Hound sneaked around a corner, hiding behind a few crates, her dogs following. Hound hid as another set of guards walked past. She would have to be quick, her father knew she had his keycard and was looking for her.

"The chief of science, his daughter is sneaking around so keep an eye out for her," one of the guard's radios buzzed.

"Hound again?" One asked tiredly. "You'd think she'd stop trying to sneak out." The two guards scoffed slightly and kept moving, Hound watched them leave glaring at them, she was trying to save humanity, Hound sneaked out of her hiding spot and kept running down the hall, dogs bouncing at her feet. She reached the steel door, her last obstacle before escaping the bunker and progressing to her destiny, she looked around before taking her father's keycard to open the door out of her pocket.

"Hound." She froze turning around hiding the card behind her back. "Give me my keycard," her father commanded.

Hound sighed handing the keycard back. "Come on dad," she groaned, crossing her arms, pouting. "I want to go outside!" She declared, she didn't want to though, she had to. To save humanity she had to venture outside to the cold, to the beast outside.

"No Hound, it's not safe."

"If it was so unsafe, how was I still alive when you found me out there!" Hound argued. Her argument wasn't solid, Hound had been found in a broken sleep pod meant to keep humans sleeping peacefully until the beast outside was gone. But she held onto the argument.

Hound's father sighed patting Hound on the back hugging her. "It's... dangerous, you're 15 and I don't want to leave you in danger, one day if you work hard enough you can leave the bunker with me on research expeditions."

Hound frowned, that wasn't good enough. "But..." she whined, she shook her head upset. "Are we going to stay in here forever or are we going to find the stolen artefacts, return them to the gods and save humans!" She fought pushing her father away.

Hound's father shook his head, crossing his arms. "And one day, someone will, maybe you, but it's too soon, you're not old enough." He held Hound by the shoulder. "Come on, let's go home." Hound wanted to argue back but her father wasn't letting up, dragging Hound home.

Hound stepped inside her room taking off her thick clothes dropping them to the floor next to her desk full of plants and herbs of all kinds, her dogs following her, she laid on her bed, her room was special, built right into the side of the bunker with a reinforced window revealing the cold wasteland outside with the moon high up in the sky. She reached her hand to the window as she saw the cold monster roam outside, it's long neck and large lumbering body walking along the snowy tundra. Hound loved seeing the monster, because she knew one day she would slay it or the gods would take it away when she found the 6 artefacts.

She sat up, finding a book on a shelf above her bed, she opened the book. Sitting with her dogs. "100 years ago..." she started, she loved to tell the tale to her dogs. "Mortals stole 6 artefacts from the gods, so important to the gods, that, in a fit of rage sent 6 monsters to destroy the world. A shark made of flames that covered much of the world in lava it now swims in. A giant centipede that now roams in the woods of the world, burrowing down. A giant frog that has flooded parts of the world turning it's domain into marsh. A humming bird that rules the rocky places in the world, catching anything it sees. A thunderous cheetah that will only listen to that of a god and an ancient dinosaur that will plunge it's lands into ice." Hound looked out the window at the howling beast. "And until the 6 artefacts, the lyre of Apollo, Zeus' goblet, Hades' cap, Poseidon's trident, Hephaestus' favourite hammer and something very important to Helios, whatever the thing was it was apparently so important to Helios he was the one to demand the monsters to be made, but 100 years later the artefacts have yet to be returned."