Chapter 12 - The View Talks of the Newly Gang
"Just look at this view!" Tom exclaimed as he saw me the wonderful -- but not really original-- piece of sight. It was almost like a water-painting piece of art! The sun set is amazing! Holy crap- I don't even know how Tom can tell the time without some type of device (all he did was look at the sun and decided "Hey! I want to show you something"). I would've been more in love with the sun-set, if it isn't for the waters being as vicious as it was right now. Watching the beautiful sun-set, it wasn't really perfect, heck what do I know? I only have 12-13 hours of my life so far. Anyways, the sun-set is actually amazing! Pink skies with a tint of a mysterious but a powerful purple. Orange --almost red-- skies and no clouds in sight to block everything.
"It's actually-- amazing." I gasped, listening to the crashing waves underneath the cliff we were on.
"Good, because I think it would be a waste of time showing this. This small place is actually one of the most romantic places ever, Tucker and Sonja had their first kiss. They want to deny it and pretend it was a dream, I was there watching the whole scene. I would like to have my first love here too ..." He doze off to his own thoughts. I ignore his blurts and slurs as I study the beautiful sky. The endless oceans ... it sends a chill up my back. It's scary knowing there's no escape from this, like there's water all around this land. Like I have mentioned 'An Endless Ocean'. But there's a town called Ruxomar? Is the town called Ruxomar? Or the area? There's a kingdom, that's all I know for sure. Dagrun or something, that's all I heard about the kingdom.
Sighing, I looked at Tom. He was playing and pulling out the weeds out of the grass and just playing with them. He mumbling about something, I couldn't really understand what he was saying. It felt strong and power, an ancient language? No- I'm just being stupid and dumb. It's the winds, we're in the high cliffs. No duh, dumbie! I'm just trying to make it seem interesting to be honest, all I've been doing is literally being quiet and listen to others. I'm probably bothering them and possibly pestering them as well. Pestering-bothering, same thing.
"If you manage to survive the trails of the gods, maybe we should try to get you laid or something." I almost choked on my own spit. Thomas-- what?
"Excuse me?" I asked, not completely understanding what he's actually saying.
"There's this trails of the gods when you go into the coma. It seems like it's for years, even though it's about 48 hours. It takes longer if you're undetermined and it'll take also be more difficult the more quintessences you process." Tom explained ... literally nothing.
"What? Quintessence? Isn't that like an aura or something? And what do you mean by undetermined? I'm going to be claimed, am I?"
"I mean by, how powerful you are. The more god-like power you have, the more quintessence you process. As for all of that cheap parental hood and all of the gods claims. Think about it, Sparkly Pants--" there he goes with the nickname. All because of my glasses has carved in 'Captain Sparklez', he immediately determined that my name is now declared Sparklez! Or whatever he decided to make my name into. "-- why is Nade and Hector in the neutral side?" Well, I did always thought that maybe they were claimed but they refused to stand by their parent. Or something like they're claimed but by another god or something. But apparently now, there's only 2 gods. "They're unclaimed, which could be a possible result. For you ... very possible being that you're ... er ... not like everyone else. You aren't even talkative or sociable. But you are very stubborn."
"You're trying to say, I'm unique ..." I paused for a second to take everything in. "In a totally unique way." I mocked Tom's English-like accent. Tom didn't make any facial expression to my offense, so probably he didn't really take much offend to it.
"Enough of that. We were supposed to go to Dagrun tomorrrow. But since there' your ceremony to agreed to the rules and such. I don't think we're going. You have to take the next day off, because of medical issues--" I stopped Tom, WHAT DOES HE MEAN BY MEDICAL ISSUES?! He did mentioned something to do with ... coma.
"What do you mean, medical issues?" I asked, trying to be calm and trying to be like I was this whole day. Calm and collected, taking everything in as peacefully as possible.
"Well, you do have to cut the vein in your wrist and then cut the vein in your neck. Then you wake up around 36-48 hours." I looked at him like he crazy, nope change that. He is crazy-- nope. I suggest using possibly INSANE. No way in freakin' hell that I'm going to do all of that just to determined who my parents are.
"That's ... er, kind of mad. I'm not cutting any veins in my body. If I cut the vein in my neck, I'll end up dying! Are you mad?" I responded, trying to be calm and collected.
"Yes I'm mad, I have schizophrenia. But everyone has it here, because of the Gods' genes kind of collided together into a mush mess. Which can cause Dyslexia, Anxiety Disorders, Schizophrenia, ADHD, OCD, hardcore PTSD, Asperger's Disorder, major Bipolar, Other Psychotic Disorders, Major Depression Disorder, Insomnia and some of the Personality Disorders." Tom explained, I looked at him like he just changed-- nope. He just changed. How could he possibly just say that all at once before literally stopping to think about it. Remembering through ... I'm pretty sure that the Gods don't have like DNA or something. How can they have genes?
"I thought the Gods don't have DNA." I asked, trying not to blurt out my confusion.
"They have ichor, which is the blood of the gods. So, we have ichor and regular blood. That's all I could actually remember from Declan's lectures." Tom explained, I know about ichor and all of that stuff. But really, how can he possibly remember that?
"So, since we have a mixture of ichor and regular blood. They probably kind of mix together and kind of cause chaos in our bodies. Which causes those ... disorders." I realized as I talked, trying to explain my understanding out-loud. It wasn't really a response, it was more of an understanding out-loud for myself.
"Sorry to ruin your date, love birds. But can we join you?" A feminine voice interrupted our conversation, making me jump at the sudden voice.
"I mean ... sure, I guess." Tom agreed, as we looked up to the couple; Sonja and Tucker. From what I remembered, they're the Mianitees. Sonja being the only daughter of Mianite, and Tucker is the son of Dianite but changed to follow Mianite because of Sonja. Tom nicknames him as Salty Traitor.
It was quiet for the meantime, I was left with my thoughts. I looked back at the wonderful sun-set, and then seeing birds. They looked like they were miles away. They were flying toward us, but an invisible shield blocked its path and it falls into the ocean. I could feel the pain that the bird felt, it was drowning, feeling helpless.
Almost how I feel at this solution.
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Demigods and Family (Mianite)
Fanfiction[Book 1: The Marks of Mianite] Jordan Maron's new life starts as an amnesiac adventure. Upon waking up on a mystery island, he's welcomed with open arms, side-glances and murmurs of the Demigod-Witch.
