The Cursed Blade

Chapter 2: Patrick

"A child of death shall be born
And the gods' agreement will be torn
When the god of the bolt unleashed it's wrath
The child of death shall choose it's path
To wield the sword and help the gods
Or to turn back and deny the odds
The fate of the world depends
On how the child accepts it's end"

I woke up and sweat is covering my whole body. "What's that supposed to mean?" This is strange, this is the first time that I've ever dreamt, usually when I sleep I only see pure darkness and nothing else, but there is one more thing that's bugging my mind, the voice inside my dream said "gods" I've only known 1 God in my whole life so does that mean there are other gods except God? The voice inside my dream seems real and no matter how hard I convinced myself that I should not believe what the voice inside my dream is saying, there's a part of my mind that's telling me that it's real. My hands are trembling and my head is aching. I decided to get off my bed and I noticed a note on the lamp shade "Hey Patrick. We are downstairs. We'll answer all your questions as promised. Feel free to go out of your room whenever you want to. See you --- Sash" so I guess if I want answers I need to go out then. I took a deep breath and twisted the door knob "You can do this Patrick".

I got out of my room and my jaw breaked this is definitely not a house. This is a mansion!. The house was at least fifty feet tall, built of enormous limestone blocks and steel-framed windows. There were weird sign that's engraved around the windows tho the sign looks familiar I know I've seen this before, the walls were lit up so the place looked like a cross between a modern museum and an ancient temple. But the weirdest thing was that if I glanced away, the whole building seemed to disappear. I noticed that Sash and Phil are not the only people that lives here, I saw atleast 50 children that's roaming around the mansion. I was descending the stairs and I felt like everyone's staring at me. I hate being stared. I hate attention.

"Hey Pat! Over here!" Sash waved at me still wearing her big smile "Coming" I said. I sat on the table next to Sash "Hey Pattie want some Patty?" Sash said while laughing "Uh no thanks" I replied "Oh come on! Don't you get it? Pattie and Patty rhymes! It's funny right?" Sash said while laughing hard "Uh no" I replied "Oh I'm pretty sure it's funny, right Khufu?" She asked a baboon who's eating jello "Ugh ugh Ugh" the baboon replied "Ha! Well my jokes are for those people who has high IQ so if you don't laugh at it you now know that your IQ is not high enough. no offense" she said "No offense taken" I replied then I saw Phil and Uncle Fred they look like they're having a deep conversation. Uncle Fred spots us and they walked towards us "Where's mom?" I asked Uncle Frederick before he could even sit down "Patrick, she's dead" uncle Fred said, to be honest I'm actually expecting that. I saw her with my own eyes. Lifeless. Dead. Tears are slowly running down on my checks "Mom! Why? Uncle Tell me what happened" I told Uncle Fred in an almost shouting tone. Suddenly the air felt thinner, and I felt like someone's draining my energy "Oh gods! What's happening Uncle Fred?" I heard Sash as panick starts to grow in her face "Stand back you two" Uncle Frederick said to Phil and Sash. And Pain starts to grow on my wrist "Argggghhh!" I shouted, suddenly I feel like the world is turning rapidly then I passed out.

I woke up in my bed again and I saw Uncle Frederick, Phil and Sash sitting on a chair near the bed. I got up and rested my head on the headboard "You scared me to death Pat" Sash said and hugged me "You have any idea what just happened?" She asked me "No. I have no idea what just happened" I replied "He's been claimed" uncle Fred said "Claimed by whom?" Phil asked "By a god" uncle Fred replied " a god? How is it even possible?" Sash asked "Patrick's a son of the Greek god of the underworld, Hades" uncle Fred said "So you mean my dad is a god? How's that even possible? Are you on drugs? geez I have no time for this Uncle" I said while rolling my eyes "I'm not joking Patrick, you ---" Uncle Fred was cut off by my screaming "Aarghhh! My wrist hurts!" My wrist suddenly feels like it's burning. Wound showed on my risk and blood starts to pour out "Argggghh! Uncle Help!" The pain becomes 10 times worse and I noticed that the blood is forming something the pain subsided and Sash shouted , "Pat your wrist!"