Son of Tartarus

I almost get killed by a janitor

I always knew I was different. I knew I was meant for more, but what I got maybe was a little too much. I am going to tell my story and I will hope you believe me, if you don't, I don't blame you, I don't quite do it myself.
My name is Nate Foramen. I remember how it all started that 30 of June. How could I forget? It was my birthday. My mom was away,  as usual. I was alone, in my house about to eat something when I saw a squirrel on the window frame. It was so cute I wanted to go and grab it, if I did, at least it wouldn't  fall. I was wrong. I should have known better, it happened all the time, but as soon as I approached it, it got scared and jumped off. Like always. I didn't really expect to see anyone in hours, until my mom came back, probably drunk and tired. I was wrong. After a few hours alone, I heard someone knocking on my door. I wasn't expecting anyone. When I opened the door, a tall man with a janitor costume and a broom was there.
"What do you want? If you're looking for my mom Raven isn't here" I said
-"Come with me" he answered
-"Why? What is it that can't wait until my mom gets back... tomorrow probably"
-"A uh... A tube got loose and er... I can't fix it if  the owner isn't supervising, or something."
-"Too bad, the owner isn't here"
-"Oh don't worry, you'll work just fine"
I was going to protest but the man just started to leave and I felt the obligation to follow. We used the stairs to the basement which was almost always closed. I loved the basement. In there I felt... Powerful. It was weird, it's not like washing machines would obey me or anything, but it is true that I felt different
...
Suddenly the janitor threw his broom into the air and it turned into a dagger that seemed to be made out of rocks, or bones.
"DIE, YOU SON OF THE PIT!" he yelled. I had no idea what he meant, but when a crazy janitor with a dagger takes you to a basement and yells DIE at you, you don't really feel like asking.
I already knew that many people wanted my mom dead, so eventually, I knew they would figure out that she had a son, me, so I wasn't surprised when the DIE part came in. And I had been called many things through out my life, but I was never called a son of a pit. At first I felt flattered about it, I know who Brad Pitt is and since I don't know who my dad is... well I sort of misunderstood that comment.
I ran. I was half way up the stairs when another janitor came throw the door. Normally I would have either pushed him or tell him about the other Psycho but almost fell down the stairs when I saw this guy. He looked exactly the same than the other guy, dagger and everything.
I turned round and once more I was about to have a heart attack. The first janitor was gone and where he stood, a beast stood. It was like him in size, which was around 7 feet tall, only that this time the freaking creature had 6 freaking arms. Six of them! Once again I turned round almost died on the spot. , janitor#2 also had 6 arms!
I was so scared I wanted to faint. I knew I shouldn't, if I did the janitors would kill me with their turning-into-a-freaking-dagger brooms. Janitor#1 swept his dagger on top of his head while climbing the stairs. Janitor#2 pointed his dagger at me while running down the stairs.
When they were both inches away from me with their daggers, I had an idea, I jumped out the stairs. Janitor#2 passed right through janitor#1 with the weapon.
I was so scared I barely realised that there was no corpse where there should have been one, instead a bunch of clay was in the floor.
Janitor#2 roared in anger after seeing what I led him to do.
"YOU TRICKY KID OF DARKNESS, YOU MADE KILL MY BROTHER GAH!"
-"Your brother's name is... Gah?"
-"YES, AND NOW I, ARJ, I'M GOING TO KILL YOU!"
-"What kind of mother names his kids Gah and Arj?"
-"DONT DISRESPECT MOTHER GAIA, OR I'LL KILL YOU!"
-"Okay, let's make a deal, you don't kill me and I don't disrespect Gaia, whoever she is"
-"DIE!"
-"I guess no then"
Okay, so imagine being caged in your own basement with a mad janitor who has six arms and a dagger, bad right? It got worse. Arj, the cheap copy of an octopus, suddenly made a big rock appear on his hand, Yay! And guess who he was planning on killing with it, me or the non-working washing machines? If you answered me, then you are completely right.
He threw the rock at me, so I dodged. That hit the walls, and knowing how weak the building was, it was surprising that it didn't collapse.
After seeing his mistake, the creature made a rock appear on each of his hands, but apparently not a smart plan since he dropped the weapon. I grabbed the dagger right there.
At least I was armed. The thing suddenly threw two of his rocks, I dodged one and cut the other with the dagger, which seemed to weaken when I did. With the next two, I passed in between them while they were in the air. With the last two I tried to do the same, but I didn't get so lucky. This time both of them hit me.
The pain was intolerable. If he would have thrown one more rock at me I would have died. But he didn't instead he yelled:
"I'M GONNA EAT YOU!"
That was gross.
I was in the floor almost defenceless about to be eaten by a weird creature when an angel, shaped like goatman saved me.