Demigod X Reader: Interactive

Chapter 39

You cautiously stuck your head into the hallway. You acted like a high schooler that was sneaking out past their bedtime to see their boyfriend. Except, instead of party clothes, you wore an oversized shirt that said "Beauty Queen" with a little crown on the B. You wore leggings that were a bit too big, so you tied a knot so it would fit.

You had found the clothes in your room's dresser. The clothes seemed brand new like they had never been worn before. You figured the clothes were gifts the receiver accepted, but never actually planned to wear. That would explain why the clothes were left on the ship.

The hallway's only source of light was moonlight. Moonlight glowed through a door that led to the deck. The door was open: you could hear the wind blowing outside. The wind wisped strands of your hair around your face as you glanced down both directions of the hallway. You noted the doors that lined the wall and the likelihood that the other passengers slept in those rooms.

Taking your first step into the hallway, you whipped around to stop the door from slamming. You turned the doorknob and eased it shut. (I'll give you a B- on your door-shutting skills, better luck next time). Once the door settled closed, you turned back to the hallway.

In front of the deck's door stood a dark figure. It wasn't there earlier. It's like it materialized. You only knew one thing about the dark figure: it was staring at you.

You did the only thing you could think to do: stare back. You stared back at it, making varying facial expressions in an attempt to scare it away. The figure responded by raising an arm and beckoning you over.

Gulping, you approached the stranger. The stranger walked out of the door, onto the deck. You followed, hoping you wouldn't get murdered.

When you got onto the deck, you found the stranger sitting on a bench that was under a porthole. It patted the seat next to it as an invitation.

Hesitant at first, you accepted and sat by the stranger. As you sat on the bench, your eyes began to focus so you could see in the moonlight.

The stranger appeared to be around your age...though maybe a year or two older. His skin was a darker color, but not necessarily brown. His eyes were oval and dark. His physical traits reminded you of those Native Americans had.

He tied his long, black hair in a low ponytail. The long hair cascaded down his back, reaching his lower back.

He observed you as well. He seemed to question your choice of attire but didn't bring it up. You questioned his choice of wearing all-black clothes as though he planned to rob a bank afterward, but you left it alone.

Finally, he spoke. "I am glad to finally meet you face-to-face. I was worried about how the crew members have been treating you."

His words allowed you to identify him. "Hunter."

He smiled, liking the sound of you saying his name. "Yes." He then looked out at the bright, full moon that hung in the sky. The clear night sky made you glad you snuck out. "The stars up there...they're beautiful. The constellations too and the stories behind them."

Looking at the stars, you could see what you had been missing out on your whole life. For the first time, you could finally see the stars. Instead of twenty, you could see what seemed to be twenty thousand. You wanted to capture the view in a picture. "Yeah, Greek mythology. They are the best stories."

Hunter's eyes focused on you. "Those stories provide so many life lessons. Have you ever heard of Dolon?"

"Dolon? It doesn't ring a bell, so probably not," you shrugged.