Silenced (Demigod Story)

Rabid Hyena

I slam the door behind me and tossed my bag against the wall once I get into my house.  Almost immediately as my bag hit the floor, I got a text.  "Stay inside" the text commanded.

"Why would I do that?" I texted back.

"Just stay inside.  Find some kind of knife and keep it by you at all times." the text instructed.

I decided to play along.  "Would a butter knife do?" I sent.

"*rolls eyes* something more dangerous would be better," my phone shown me.

I walked into the kitchen and walk to the knife drawer.  I was about to pick up the sharpest knife that I could find, when something on the wall caught my eye.  It was the dagger that was always there as a decoration.  I think that no one will miss it.  I took it off the hook and slid it into the side of my black boots.

"Would a chain saw do?" I teased.

"Actually, that is a great idea for a weapon.  Get a knife and chain saw."

I walked into the garage through the door and picked up a chain saw.  I had no idea how to use it, but it would at least make me look dangerous.  Wait, is there even a reason why I would need to defend myself?

"Is there a reason for all of this?" I sent.

"Just to keep you alive."

"Way to add the drama, Dan," I sent, hoping that it was Dan.

"How did you know that it was me?" he asked, probably disappointed.  A few seconds after I received the text, I heard a crash from the living room.

"Um, I think that my house is under attack." I sent so if something happens, this could be used as evidence.

"Well, RUN!!!" he sent back.  I ignored his text and snuck closer to the living room.  From inside, I could hear the ripping of fabric and laughing.  Probably just a rabid hiena.  Now I know what you are thinking, why would go into a room that you think a rabid animal is in?  Well, I am just special like that.

When I turned around the corner, I saw that I was half right.  The thing just might have been rabid.  There was a guy who must have been around 18 years old.  He had blonde hair that stuck out as if he put his fingers into a plug, which would not be surprising judging from how crazy he was acting.  The guy was running around, stabbing the couch and couch pillows.  He examined the stuffing, laughing as if it told him a funny joke, and it was possible that he thought that the stuffing was telling him jokes.

I squeezed my hand around the handle of the chain saw.  My phone vibrated to tell me that I had gotten a text.  The rabid boy stopped running around and stared at me.  He then got a wicked smile.  "Seems like the fates have decided that you will be the next one to keep her alive for another month."

I stared at him, not knowing how to react or make of what he just said.  He lifted his knife in a position to strike.  My instincts kicked in and caused me to bolt out of the room.  I was running down the halls when I started hearing his footsteps.  The chain saw was not even on, and just slowed me down.  I dropped it, hoping that he would trip over it or something like that.  He grunted as he stubbed his toe on it.  While I ran on a smooth wooden surface, I heard the guy behind me trip over things just about every other step that he took.

I quickly opened the door and slammed it in his face.  My phone started vibrating off of the hook as I looked around.  I decided to run across the street and into an abandoned horse pasture with overgrown grass and weeds covering every place where there was not a tree.  I was about to climb a tree with a few branches at the top, but my legs and arms felt to numb to be able to handle it.  Instead, I climbed a tree that had low branches.  When I reached the top of the tree, I saw the crazed teen using his flying shoes to catch up.  I was about to hug the trunk of the tree when I saw an arrow hit the wing of the left shoe.

"Leave her alone Octavian!" someone yelled at him from a tree that was to far away for me to see.  The mad man must've been Octavian.  Before he could hit the ground, he grabbed onto a branch.  Octavian was about to start climbing up so he could reach me, thankfully vines started growing, wrapping around him until they locked in place.

He struggled against the vines, but his hand with the knife was held and squeezed tightly so it couldn't move.  I stared at him in shock.  When I took out my phone to take a picture, I saw that I received dozens of texts.  Many of them said, "R u alive?".  The latest one said, "I am coming to help, just stay alive!"  I got another vibration telling me that I got another text.  "Come down, I'll meet you there." it read.

I looked around to see were the nearest tree was.  I couldn't tell how far away the tree was, but it had to be at least ten feet away.  I carefully climbed down, avoiding Octavian as he clawed and cursed at me.  Half way down, I head a scream that startled me so bad that I fell off and blacked out when my head collided with a branch.